"You know, I figured out what the upside to being the only 'out' kid in school is." Lilly said vacantly as she read the latest Hannah article in some overrated teen magazine. Miley turned her attention from her homework to Lilly.

"What?"

"I said I figured—"

"I know what you said, I meant, what's the upside?"

"Oh." Lilly laughed softly at her slight absent-mindedness. "I'm the prime candidate to come out to. And all the others randomly run up to me and ask me stuff about it. It's kind of neat really, it's like I'm the gay guru or something…" Lilly smiled as she continued to read.

Miley smirked as well. "Ellen, look out, you have competition as the leader of the gay community…"

Lilly laughed. Miley suddenly spoke again, "so who came out to you today?"

"Nobody important." Lilly rolled her eyes.

Miley frowned a little. "Tell me. I have a right to know too,"

"Yeah but you're not out to them." Lilly acknowledged, widening her eyes a bit to challenge Miley to counter her point.

"Oh come on Lilly that's not fair. If I come out, Hannah eventually will too; it's like a bad chain reaction. And I don't really need that kind of publicity right now; we're only 15."

Lilly smiled a little, tossing the magazine to the side. "I know, it's your choice. But I gotta say…this new perk I've found sure is pretty nifty." She bragged lightly as she slowly allowed herself to fall backwards on the bed, resting her arms behind her head.

Miley quickly reverted back to their latter conversation. "Seriously, Lilly, who came out to you? I wanna know."

"I don't think it's any of your business since they told me and not you." Lilly said. She didn't really give a shit about leaking information; she just liked to piss off her girlfriend.

Instead of getting bombarded with pillows, books, shoes, or any other close inanimate object, Lilly was embraced by Miley's lanky arms around her shoulders. Miley laid closely next to her. She looked up at her with big blue eyes, feigning hurt.

"Pleaaase tell me," Miley begged as she brushed her pleading lips against Lilly's flushed cheek.

Lilly shivered, unable to deny that kind of request. "Okay," she breathed. "but I'm keeping in mind that you tried to seduce information out of me." She playfully warned.

Miley just smiled cockily. "I'll keep in mind that it worked."

Lilly shook her head, laughing slightly but mostly just settled herself into Miley's arms more. "It's Amber; she's totally got it bad for Ashley. It was actually kind of sad. She knows Ashley's a total homophobe."

"Aww," Miley purred sympathetically. She squeezed Lilly a little, grateful to be able to have her like this.

"Yeah…" Lilly trailed off, recalling her encounter.

--

Lilly sat hunched over a bowl of fruit during their twenty minute break between second and third period. Oliver sat opposite her, along with Miley who were fully absorbed in discussing pre-calculus with each other. Lilly relished her few moments out of class, away from thinking at all; she couldn't understand why either of them would want to continue the learning process when not being forced. She just wanted to veg out and load up on Vitamin C before gym. But apparently fate would not allow her the small pleasure of thinking peacefully, because here comes half of the terrible duo right now. Lilly groaned, seeing Amber swiftly dodge crowds of kids talking amongst themselves quite loudly, creating the hum that circulated throughout the cafeteria. Lilly was mildly surprised Amber would be seen without her partner in crime (that expression to be taken literally, in Lilly's mind) but thought nothing of it.

"Lillian," she muttered lowly, looking down at the girl.

"Can't you annoy someone else right now? Go find your bipolar twin or something. I think she went back to Hades for the weekend." Lilly snapped, not really in the mood to deal with the girl; evil companion or no.

"I came to…talk to you," she said in an almost ashamed voice lowly—very lowly. So lowly, Lilly didn't even hear her.

"What was that?"

"You heard me." Amber sneered.

"Whatever," Lilly remarked dryly, honestly not having heard her.

"Can we go somewhere…private?" Amber asked this time.

Lilly looked at her like she had a tiny clown dancing on her head or something. She glanced at Miley and Oliver quickly. The two were still wrapped up in figuring out their seemingly impossible math; they were even unaware of Amber's presence. Lilly made another quick glance at her fruitbowl. Half empty. Not half full. She sighed and threw it away as she got up to follow who she considered the spawn of evil to an empty classroom.

"Alright, what do you want Amber? And make it quick because I'm timing you,"

"I'd like it if you kept your hilarious remarks to yourself for this," she glared.

Lilly just tapped her wrist lightly, indicating the girl was wasting time. Amber quickly straightened up and got to the point.

"I like Ashley,"

"Uhh, yeah. You're best friends." Lilly said as if Amber were the stupid one. So she was a little slow that morning, sue her. She never really caught onto things until fifth period.

Amber rolled her eyes and groaned lightly.

"No you loser, I mean I like-like her. God, do you have like, no gaydar or what?"

Lilly just looked bored. "Do you want a prize or something? Why the hell would I even care who you like, girl or not?"

"I wanna know…how to ask her." Amber said, reverting back into shy mode. It was weird, for a split second Amber almost sounded human. Like, with emotions and stuff.

"Ask her what?"

"I don't know; anything!" Amber said, getting impatient with the girl. "I thought you were supposed to be an expert at this or something?"

"Did you expect me to have all the answers just because I'm gay myself?" Lilly asked, sincerely uncaring about Amber's situation. Yeah, it was sad, but she needed a good lesson to drive her back into thinking, feeling human mode.

Amber just frowned. "You're quite useless, Truscott,"

"Not my fault I'm an acquired taste," Lilly replied dryly, inspecting her nails. She made a mental note to have Miley clean them for her. She'd do it herself but if Miley was good at one thing besides singing, it'd have to be hygiene, and her general obsession with it.

"Of course you're an acquired taste, why else would Oken and Stewart hang out with you?" Amber remarked rudely.

Lilly scowled at her. "Did you spirit me away to insult me and my friends or did you genuinely want to ask me for help? Because by my nonexistent watch, you've got 10 seconds to say something useful." Lilly snapped.

Amber once again looked a little frightened and began to spill to Lilly about being basically in love with her evil best friend for a year and her friend's open homophobia scared her. The bell rang for third period but the two ditched, continuing to figure out possible situations this could turn out to be. After Amber felt Lilly sufficiently fulfilled her need for help, she thanked her as gratefully as an arch-rival could and scuttled off to class. Lilly sighed.

"What a terrible burden I bare…" she whispered to herself dramatically, before she too returned to third period.

--

"So that's where you were for 30 minutes? Talking to Amber?" Miley asked incredulously. It was a laugh; they bickered and it was hilarious when Lilly was having fun with it (or in other words, showing off for Miley), but the thought of the two genuinely having a conversation about something like that just seemed odd.

Lilly shrugged. "Like I said, I'm their god on earth or something."

"How come I didn't even notice you left?" Miley frowned, a little mad at herself for not noticing something like that. She always felt so bored when Lilly's presence was absent.

"Huh? Oh, you and Oliver were conversing about something stupid. Math, I guess. My little nerd," Lilly cooed as she kissed the top of Miley's nose like a child.

Miley grinned, basking in the affection.

"So you're staying for dinner right?" Miley asked after a moment.

Lilly scoffed. "Do you not know me?"

A/N: Yeah yeah, I'm a horrible author to you all; I'm neglecting What's Not to Like About Oliver? Well, I'll get to it when I'm in the mood for writing depressing shit. So instead of making you wait with nothing, here's something to pass the time and make you forget that you hate me :

Btw I am continuing this, but it's most likely just a two-shot, so don't get your hopes up all too much.