I was skateboarding to Miley's house, when I heard my phone begin to ring. I pulled it out of my pocket, still maneuvering my skateboard, looking at the caller ID, I saw it said 'Miley home.' I flipped it open, "Hello?"
"Hey Lilly, it's Jackson," his voice a bit higher than usual, he sounded nervous.
"Oh, I wasn't expecting it to be you," I laughed a bit. Jackson never calls me, and the few times he has, it was for me to come over and to comfort Miley, but I'm already on my way to her house.
"I was just wondering, when you come if I could talk to you for a few minutes, before you see Miley?" his voice cracked near the end.
"Uh, sure," I responded uncertain. I didn't like the sound of this.
"Okay, thanks," he sounded a bit more giddy now, "well I'll see you soon." Before I even said 'bye' he hung up. I placed the phone back in my pocket, and started to let my mind wander to what he wanted. Maybe he was going to tell me Miley was madly in love with me, 'cause that's how I feel about Miley. I sort of always knew I liked girls, but didn't acknowledge it 'till I saw her… Miley Stewart. I mean I like boys too, but no girl has ever caught my eye like Miley.
When we started becoming friends, I remember being so happy that I could spend this much time with her, and now that we're best friends, she's basically mine… but not really. She's with Jake. So she's not entirely mine. I don't understand how she could like someone like him. He's full of himself, and expects everything to be given to him. He would never survive as a normal person.
I try my best to avoid situations where I have to hang out with her and Jake, 'cause in the end it just makes me even more jealous. I looked up and realized I reached Miley's house. I opened the front door, I didn't feel the need to knock anymore, I come over everyday, it's like I practically live here.
Jackson was waiting at the front door for me; he tugged my shirt and led me to the kitchen. The look on his face said that he was about to tell me something very serious.
"Lilly," he started making some hand motions, "I know you're Miley's best friend and all… and I'm her older brother…" wait a minute! Oh shit! He's about to confess to loving me, then ask me out, here it comes… "I was wondering, would you like to go on a date with me?" he finally finished smiling.
I panicked a little in my head. I needed to discuss this with Miley first, 'cause she's my best friend, and Jackson is her brother, and I'm in love with her… but maybe dating Jackson would help get my mind off of some things…
He was still looking at me waiting for an answer. "I need to see if it's okay with Miley first, and if it is, then yes," I finally responded, trying to look happy that he asked me out.
He did a little victory happy dance, "I'll be on the couch waiting," he skipped over to the couch. I laughed a little, and then I headed for the stairs to Miley's room. I knocked slightly, and then walked in, not bothering waiting for a response.
"Hey!" Miley smiled jumping off the bed, hugging me. "Took you longer than usual to get here," she was leading me to her closet. "I need some help picking out the perfect outfit for my date with Jake tonight."
I cringed slightly at Jake. "Yeah sure!" I replied, faking to be excited. "Listen… your brother asked me out--" before I could finish anything, Miley cut me off "—oh I knew he was going to! Hold on, I'll yell at him for that."
"No!" I shouted a little to loudly, and Miley looked at me with a questioning face. "I told him, I'd say yes, if it was okay with you," I smiled a bit, I knew she was never going to love me back, so I might as well take what I can get.
Miley bit her lip unsure of what to say. I bet she was thinking 'it'd be selfish of me to say no 'cause I have a boyfriend, but the boy is my brother, and she's my best friend, and I can't imagine anyone with my disgusting brother.'
"Yeah, it's fine with me," Miley was worse at lying than I was. The way she said it, I wanted to cringe a bit.
"Thanks Miles!" I smiled, and gave her a quick hug, "I'll be right back!"
I squealed a bit, and as I was walking out of her room, I turned around to see her sit on her bed with a depressed look on her face.
Jackson stood up the second he saw me come down the stairs, and when I reached him, he spoke in an anxious tone, "Well?"
"Yeah it's fine with her," I smiled, wishing I had the other sibling right now. Jackson looked so happy, like he had just won $1,000,000.
He came closer, and pulled me into a tight hug, and I returned it. "Well since Miley's going with Jake tonight, wanna go on our date tonight?" Jackson asked me.
"Yeah sure," I smiled again… I wish I could actually be happy about this. I haven't really dated anyone lately, and this is one of the first people to be interested in me, but I can't help but think about Miley. "I have to help Miley pick out an outfit now, but uh, pick me up at 7?"
"Yeah," he said and walked away.
I walked back into Miley's room, and she still looked depressed, the way I left her. "Miley, you alright?"
Miley looked at me, and forced a smile, "Yeah I'm great!" she tried to be enthusiastic, but it didn't quite go as well as she hoped.
"Miles, what's wrong?" I said taking a seat next to her, placing my arm around her. I loved being able to touch her, and not any questioning looks, because we're best friends.
"Okay, well…" she always starts out this way when she's about to admit something big, and truthful, "I feel like if you date Jackson, you won't be coming to this house anymore to see this Stewart," she said pointing at herself. "I feel like I might lose you," I saw tears in her eyes.
Now she knows how I feel about Jake. I wiped the tears from her eyes, "Miley, now that's not true! Most of the time when I come here, it'll be to see you. You know why?" I said smiling, " 'cause you're my best friend and no one can ever replace you. Not even the other Stewart."
She smiled a bit, but I knew she still wasn't convinced. "C'mon let's find that perfect outfit!" I said taking her hand, leading her to the closet.
"Alright," she gave in, giving me a true smile, "but only if I can help pick out an outfit for your date with Jackson."
"Perfect! 'Cause I'm going with him tonight," we both shared a little laugh, and began picking out clothes and trying them on.