Why were they even at this party, it wasn't like there was any intelligent conversation going on. It definitely wasn't as though Trent was a rocket scientist; actually he was far from it. Why did she even hang out with that guy anyway? But then again it was her choice to come to this party so it was her problem as well as Mikaela's.

Miley sighed and slumped down against an oak tree, happy that she had decided against wearing a skirt, sitting with a skirt was not always easy, especially with men flocking around any girl they thought was cute. She looked over to Mikaela and sighed again, her friend saw her and gave her a small apologetic look and then turned back to Trent who appeared to be very immersed in the story he was telling.

Suddenly the sound of an engine reached her ears and she looked around to see a beat up old Camaro driving up, it parked on the curb and two very familiar looking boys exited the car; one was that kid who did that history project today in class and was auctioning off some of the item's in the process. What was his name again? It started with a 'S', Steven? No, Stan? Nope! Sam! That was it his name was Sam! Sam Witwhatever... she couldn't seem to remember his last name it was something odd.

And then of coarse there was Miles, who was always hitting on her and could never take the hint that she wasn't interested.

Mikaela looked up to see two boys walking towards her, she had thought she had seen them somewhere but couldn't put her finger on it, Trent had noticed that she had lost interest in his story and looked over to see what had caught his girl's eye.

Miley quickly stood up when Miles jumped onto the tree that she had been leaning against and she walked over and stood next to her brunette friend and watched as Sam approached them.

"What are you here for?" Trent asked the shorted boy as stood in front of the three, he looked over to Miles who was now hang upside down in the tree by his knee's and looking intently over at Miley, she rolled her eyes.

"We are here...to climb this tree!" he finally said looking back to the jock.

Trent sneered. "I can see that."

Mikaela looked over to Miley who was ignoring the glances she was receiving from Miles

"So annoying..." the brunette scoffed.

"Yeah well at least you don't have a locker next to him!" the other brunette replied looking at her friend with a hopeless look.

The girls looked back just in time to see the end results of an insult that Sam had just delivered to Trent.

"Come on..." he said turning his back on the group and looking to the boy in the tree to signal it was time to go.

The group could hear a harsh whisper from Sam as king his friend what was he thinking climbing a tree but they could not hear the reply.

Mikaela looked over to Trent and gave him a smile and then looked to the car that was his.

"So you think I could take it for a spin?" she asked him hopefully, but his reply was something she did not expected, not even from him.

"I don't let chicks drive this car!" he said looking to Mikaela and then to Miley.

"Chicks!?" thought Miley in anger, she would have socked him if Mikaela hadn't been there.

"And beside's my little bunny-"

That was it that was the last straw.

"I'm not your little bunny!" the brunette scowled and turned from him and began to walk off.

Miley began to follow but not before she childishly turned around and stuck her tongue out at him and then turned without a second glance and followed her friend who was now on the sidewalk and walking in the direction of her house.

The two girls hadn't been walking long when they heard a familiar hum of a car and they turned to see Sam driving up in his new yellow Camaro.

"Would you ladies like a ride?" he asked looking primarily at Mikaela.

The two girls looked at each other and then began to get in.

Miley could see a sort of interest that Sam displayed when he saw her friend so she quickly situated herself in the back seat and allowed Mikaela to sit in the front with Sam.

Through out the ride home Miley paid little attention to the conversation between the newly acquainted teens but, rather busied herself with fingering the back of the leather car seat in front of her. She paused and listened, she could have sworn she heard a small purr coming from the vehicle, but decided that it was just the way the car sounded; after all it was pretty old and probably needed mountains of work.

A sudden jolt disturbed her from her thoughts and she looked out the window to see that the tires were kicking up dust and they were off the main road.

"No,no,no,no,no!" Sam repeated over and over. "I'm not-I didn't-you see-" he stared to babble as the car began to slow and then stopped as it reached a small over look that overlooked the valley; it was rather romantic.

Sam looked over to the female in the passenger seat and began to try to explain that he had played to part in this and that he hadn't intended for this to happen.

Miley rolled her eyes at him as Mikaela told him to pop the hood after the car wouldn't start after two attempts. He obeyed and did what he said and popped the hood, the two got out of the car.

Miley rested her head on the back of the seat in front of her, her head was beginning to hurt, all she really wanted to do was go home and get some much needed rest. She sighed and then leaned back letting her head fall back onto the head rest; she began to drum her fingers against the empty seat next to her waiting to hear if the car was fixed or not.

Then suddenly there was that purring sound again. She sat up looking around wildly, the two out sided hadn't seemed to notice anything so she assumed that it was just her imagination this time.

"Jeez...I just want to get home and go to bed and maybe have a nice dream or two..." she said to herself as she leaned back once more and closed her eyes only to open them in fright when the radio suddenly started up and began to play the song 'Sweet Dreams Are Made of This.'

"Oh my god!" she cried in shock and fright and quickly and clumsily stumbled out of the car and outside onto the dusted ground.

The two teens gave her odd looks as she dusted herself off.

"T-the radio just stared up! I didn't push anything, I swear!" she said looking at them.

"I was fooling around with the engine a little..." said Sam as he ducked into the car and turned off the radio. "Maybe it caused the radio to start up?" he said that as more of a question then a fact.

Miley nodded and then saw Mikaela walking up to her.

"Come on let's go." she said and began to drag her friend away from the scene. "I hope you get your car fixed." she then called over her shoulder.

Miley looked up at her and then back over her shoulder to see Sam frantically getting in his car.

No sooner had she turned around did she hear that same soft hum of the Camaro engine and Sam pulled along side them and Mikaela was the first to get in the car and finally Miley got in scooting once again in to the back seat and waited for them to pull up at her house.

She noticed that the car hadn't made anymore weird actions as they rode along in silence and she was happy for that.

"Thanks for the ride." she told Sam when she got out of the car and stood in front of her house.

"No problem." he replied and the looked over to Mikaela who was still in the passenger side seat.

"Hey Mikaela, you know you can always stay at my house if you want." Miley offered to her friend who smiled.

"No it's fine, I have a lot of work to do when I get home, but see you tomorrow?" she asked and her friend returned the smile and nodded.

Sam sat mildly surprised at how long it took girls to say goodbye to each other and he was beginning to grow a little bored.

"Well thanks again." the girl said to him finally and he said goodbye and began to pull away from the curb. "See you tomorrow!" he heard her shot to her friend as they pulled out on to the road and began to drive away.

Miley began to walk up to her house, she was tired and she really needed a good night's sleep. Walking into the house, careful enough to remember to lock the door behind her she walked quietly up to her room and quickly put on her pajamas and got into bed with a tired sigh.

As she lay in bed she tried to think of things that were nice things to fall asleep to. She tired to think of the outfit she would wear tomorrow when she met up with Mikaela, but she found it in vain, she couldn't seem to stop wondering about what was up with Sam Witwicky's new car.