Just kinda popped into my head and so I typed it and here it is...

DISCLAIMER: I'd like to thank Disney for letting me have Hannah Montana pinch OW! Okay just a dream, sadly :(

I looked at my paper with its five words on it and thought really hard on what to add. This is getting ridiculous I thought as I looked at the trashcan on the other side of the room with about bajillion pieces of papers crumpled up and thrown away, some making it in the trashcan, some not. Hey, not everyone can have good aim! "Oliver, what topic did you get assigned to write about?" My best friend Miley asked me. "Um, I think it was fruit. What about you guys?" "I get to write about Hannah Montana!" Miley squealed. Lilly, my other best friend just rolled her eyes and said, "She chose hers. Mine is television." "Cool, so how are we gonna write these things?" I asked. "My poem is gonna be amazing. Let's see Hannah Montana is amazing! Okay, got my first line." Miley said as she scribbled down the line on her paper.

"There is no way I can write a poem about TV!" "Come on Lilly, yours is better than mine! There's a ton of stuff you can write about. You could write about the news, celebrities and TV shows and games you plug up to the TV." I said out of frustration, because hers is so much easier than fruit! "Well, thanks. To get this done faster, I'm gonna do a Haiku!" she said. "

What's a haiku?" I asked. "We're you not listening in class??" asked Miley, who was going to town on her poem. "NO, do I ever listen in English?" My best "female" friends (I didn't say girl friend because it makes people start to think and I DON'T WANT THAT kinda thinkin') giggled and said, "Nope never." "So, what the hecky is a haiku?!" I asked. "It's a poem about nature that's first line is 5 syllables and then the 2nd line has 7 syllables and then 3rd line is 5 syllables." said Lilly very a matter of factly. "Okay. If it's about nature, then you can't do a TV haiku." I replied.

"Well, I don't want to do a long poem, so I'm doing a haiku. Then I can always say I did not understand and then bat my eyelashes. Then we'll see what he says." said Lilly. "What all do you have, Miles?" Lilly asked. "I'll read it:

Hannah Montana is amazing

Her songs have truth and a meaning

Everyday you see her she is gleaming

She is humble, she is sweet

When she sings she'll knock you off your feet

Funny, beautiful and petite

This girl is never depressed

She is very blessed

She's the best

Better that all the rest

What do you guys think?" "Um, I think you are being very humble about your self." I replied sarcastically. "I think it was good, but Oliver is right. You might wanna tone down what you think about yourself." said Lilly. "I think I'm gonna leave it the way it is!" said Miley a tad defensively. "Well ya wanna hear my haiku so far. Remember I'm not good at poetry!

News, entertainment

Comedy and tragedy

The stuff that I watch

How's that? I personally kinda hate it." said Lilly bashing her own work which I thought sounded pretty good. "At least you guys are done! My poem sucks!" I shouted. "Let's hear it" my friends said in unison. "I only have the first line though." I said trying to get out of saying it. "We don't care. Maybe we could help." said Lilly looking at me with her puppy face. Which if I do say so myself very cute and very convincing. "Okay. Here I go.

Grape, apple, banana, kiwi, strawberry, orange

The problem is I can't think of ANYTHING that rhymes with orange." I shouted, upset. I saw my girl frien-...I mean female friends roll their eyes, look at each other and giggle. Then they threw a pillow at my head and screamed, "NOTHING RYHMES WITH ORANGE, YA DOUGHNUT!" they yelled together. "Now, you tell me! I've been working on this thing for almost 20 minutes now and if you look around you can tell I've gotten nowhere!!" I shouted very frustrated. I then crumbled up my paper and through it across the room and missed the trashcan. Instead I hit an irate Miley. "Jeez, Oliver. You know you could've walked across the room and thrown it away, not HIT ME ON THE HEAD!! That's the fifth time today. If we're counting yesterday its been 9!! Just leave me ALONE! I'm not helping you." "Fine; I'll just suffer and not make it to 10th grade!!" I shouted back to her. "Ollie? Do you want some help?" asked Lilly in her sweet tone of voice and not the yelling tone she's been using on me all day. "Yes, help me!!" I cried. "Okay, remember I'm not good at poetry so it'll probably suck." Lilly said. "Fine with me as long as I have a poem I'm good." I said. "Okie Dokie. So lets see, fruit, fruit, fruit...it'll take me a little bit to think of a good poem. Okay do you have a favorite fruit we can write about or were you gonna talk about fruit as a whole." "It doesn't matter, Lilly, which ever is easier?" "Um, how about we talk about just one fruit. What's your favorite fruit?" she asked. "I guess...

Need ya'lls help. What should Oliver's fave fruit be and I need an idea for the next chapter...not really sure where this is going yet. BUT REVIEW and help me find out. Oh yeah I wrote the poems...all mine!! MUAH MUAH HAA HA!! NO really they aer mine...I'll scream and kick if you take them...BEWARE!! jk...I won't scream I'll just kick you...jk again...luv ya guys...oh yeah btw if u want more of "If Dreams Were Reality, She'd be mine"...review...that simple

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