Disclaimer: You know I don't Hannah. I wish I did... but I don't.

The room was quiet and still. It was comforting. In the past, she has felt nothing but uneasiness when there was a long silence but this time was different. She was in admiration at the moment. Sitting on the couch, she watched as her friend came over and sit down next to her, Lucky Lou Lou in hand. She moved over a little bit, giving her best friend some room to play, and fixated her eyes on the acoustic guitar.

Lily Truscott watched as Miley Steward gingerly strummed her fingers across the chords, humming silently to herself. Lily knew that Miley had a beautiful voice and the fact that she even played the guitar beautifully awed her even more. She was envious. She was jealous.

"What do you think about us trying 'Iris' today?"

Lily's eyes broke away from Miley's hands and she looked up to meet Miley's brown eyes. "Huh?"

"Um, Iris?" Miley asked raising an eyebrow. "You want to try singing that today?"

Lily shrugged and gazed back down at the guitar. "Did your dad teach you how to play?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah." Miley grinned and held up the guitar. "I only play acoustic, though."

"Do you think you can teach me how to play?"

Miley shrugged and placed the guitar in Lily's lap. "Go for it."

"Really? Lucky Lou Lou?" Lily asked. She was shocked and scared that Miley was actually trusting her with her dad's most prized possession. She also felt honored, all the same.

"I don't see why not," Miley shrugged and smiled. "It's not like you'll break it."

Lily nodded and gazed down at the guitar for a minute before picking it up in her hands. She gently placed her left hand in the right place and graciously took the pick from Miley's stretched out hand. Placing her fingers on the first, second, and third strings - Lily brought her right hand down gently, the pick grazing against the strings beautifully.

"Have you ever played before?" Miley asked, raising a eyebrow. When she saw Lily shake her head no, she seemed surprised. "Most people who haven't held a guitar before wouldn't even know how to." She laughed. "You did it perfectly."

Lily grinned up at Miley. "So, you think you can teach me how to play?"

"I think so," Miley nodded. "What about singing, though?"

"I think I'm okay now," Lily smiled. "I'm not as horrible as I was a year and a half ago. I'm improved loads, right?"

Miley nodded and took the guitar from Lily's hands. "Let's do our last session today, then, and then we'll talk about guitar lessons."

"Awesome," Lily threw her arms around Miley's neck and hugged her. "You're amazing, you know that?"

Miley grinned. "Well, you know..."

- Teardrops on my Guitar -

After an hour of singing, playing, and laughing, Miley had stopped playing and placed Lucky Lou Lou back to her place by the piano. "When did you say Oliver was coming over again?"

Lily turned herself around on the couch so that she was now facing the piano. That was probably the only instrument Lily knew how to play - and that was very little. "He should be here any minute, actually." Lily said as she pulled out her phone. She pressed the side button and the phone's small screen lit up, revealing the time in bold black letters. It read six-thirty. "Are you sure you can't come?"

Miley nodded and sat down on the Piano bench, her eyes locking with Lily's. "I need to study for that chemistry test."

"We've only been in school for a month and you already have a big test. That bites." Lily sighed as she pulled her blonde hair out of her ponytail, letting her hair fall over her shoulders in curls. She ran a hand through her hair, trying to get it organized. "I'm glad I don't have Mr. Burke for my chemistry class."

Miley groaned and nodded. "You and Oliver are lucky to have Mrs. Evans. She's not so.. So..."

"Outrageous?" Lily asked, raising an eyebrow.

Miley grinned at her and nodded. She watched as Lily began to struggle with her hair and laughed. "Do you need help?"

Lily sighed and nodded. "Yes. My hair is a mess when it comes to humidity."

Miley laughed and sat down behind Lily, who turned herself around so that she facing the kitchen. "Why didn't you just leave it up?"

Lily shrugged. "It looks better down."

"Uh-huh and who are we trying to impress?" Miley asked, running her hands through Lily's hair, getting the tangles out.

Lily blushed lightly and shook her head. "No one."

"Liar." Miley smiled. "Can I have that rubber band?" She asked, pointing to Lily's wrist.

Lily nodded and pulled her rubber band off her wrist and handed it to Miley. "I am not a liar."

Miley spilt Lily's hair in half and placed them on both her shoulders. Then, she began to tie each side, giving Lily low pigtails. "Yes you are. Is it Matt?"

Lily violently shook her head. "No way. He's over with."

"So it's Derek?"

Lily shook her head no.

"Oh, I know. It's that cute guy at Areopastle."

Lily shook her head no and sighed. "No."

Miley patted Lily's shoulder. "There, you look cute." Then, she leaned in and whispered in Lily's ear. "It's Oliver."

It wasn't a question. It was a statement. Lily groaned and nodded.

"I knew it. I knew you liked him."

Lily's face grew red and she turned herself on the couch to face Miley. "Please, don't say a word."

"I wont, I wont." Miley waved her hand at Lily, her grin not leaving her face. "But I want details."

"Details?" Lily asked, raising an eyebrow. "What's to know? There's no juicy gossip."

Miley grabbed Lily's hands from her lap and she rolled her eyes. "Not that detail. Like, I want to know... how long have you liked him? How did you realize it? When do you plan on telling him? That sort of thing."

Lily shook her head and pulled her hands out of Miley's. "Since school; since I wiped out at the skate park and he helped me up; and never."

"Never?" asked Miley. She looked at Lily skeptically. "How can you not tell him?"

"There's a lot of reasons, Miley." Lily sighed. "Can we please not talk about this right now?"

Miley sighed. "Why?"

"Because Oliver is right outside your door." Lily stated the obvious and pointed to Miley's door.

Miley turned around and saw Oliver standing out side her door, making a face. She laughed and waved. He smiled and waved at her, than waved at Lily. Lily smiled back and then turned back to Miley.

"You don't think he heard anything, do you?"

"No," Miley shook her head. "These doors are pretty much soundproof."

"I hope so," Lily sighed and took a deep breath. She got up off the couch and Miley followed her. The two of them walked over to the door and opened it. Oliver stood there, looking bored.

"Since when do you lock your door?" He asked Miley, raising an eyebrow.

"Since losers like you keep coming in." Miley shook her head. "I'll see you both tomorrow at school?"

Lily and Oliver nodded, bid their goodbyes and left.

Miley sighed and collapsed on the couch. Half of her felt guilty for lying to Lily and the other half didn't. She turned her eyes towards her door, which was shut tightly but next to it, her window was open.

Technically, I didn't lie, she told herself, biting her lower lip. The door is soundproof.