Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana

A/N: Okay, this is my second Hannah Montana fic…I hope you like it! (And I hope I actually finish it!) Anyway, R&R please! Thanks.

"He loves me…" Lilly Truscott plucked a petal. "He loves me not." She glared at the flower, now containing only two petals. "He loves me not…again." Throwing it on the ground, she selected a strand of her long blond hair and began to chew on it. She knew it was a disgusting habit, but she was so frustrated!

Why wouldn't he notice her? It was painfully obvious that she had a crush on him…that is, to everyone with two eyes and at least one functioning brain cell…EXCEPT the object of her affection! She chewed harder.

"Lilly, stop it, that's disgusting," Miley Stuart appeared beside her best friend. "No guy is worth that nasty habit, especially Oliver."

"Name one guy that is more worth it than Oliver" Lilly sighed. "And he has no clue I exist."

"Tell me about it" Miley said, "Jake Ryan makes me so mad I want to scream. Why won't he notice me?"

"Oh come on, Miles, he's only in love with you," Lilly rolled her eyes. "At least you will get your happy ending…while I die an old maid"

Miley laughed. "I will not let you die an old maid, Lilly. We'll get you a guy, and if it's not Oliver, it will be someone better."

"There is no one better. Not for me, anyway."

"Okay, now you're depressing me. We are going to the beach NOW." Miley grabbed her friend's arm and yanked her up.

Groaning, Lilly followed.

Pushing his dark hair away from his face, Oliver Oaken scanned the beach once more. Where were they? Miley and Lilly were supposed to be there an hour ago!

"How hard is it to get ready to go to the beach?" he muttered, writing in the sand with his toe. "They probably got distracted…talking about boys or clothes or something else girly. I really need some guy friends."

He looked down at the ground. A name written in the sand jumped out at him. Miley Stuart.

Quickly rubbing the name out and hoping no one saw, he sat down, hoping his feelings wouldn't betray him again.

Miley Stuart

She was the prettiest girl he had ever seen. But she didn't love him…as more than a brother or a pet fish, anyway. He started to throw rocks into the waves.

Miley Stuart.

He didn't know how much longer he could hide his feelings for her. Her large, expressive eyes haunted him day and night. He had to tell her how he felt.

But she'll reject you.

He shuddered at the thought. He couldn't lose her. No, he had to pretend to be nothing more than a friend. Maybe someday she would love him, but today was not that day.

"Oliver!" He turned around to see Miley running towards him. Oliver's heart flipped over in his chest.

"Hi Miley," He squeaked. "Where's Lilly?"

"At my house. She was taking so long to get ready, I left without her. She should be here soon" Miley smiled inwardly, not telling him that he was the reason Lilly was taking so long just to go to the beach.

Oliver nodded dumbly, trying and failing miserably to act casual around her.

Miley studied Oliver. He was cute, sure, but not really a heartthrob. Not like Jake, anyway. But still, she would do whatever it took to get Lilly and Oliver together, or find her a better guy…and maybe get Jake Ryan for herself while she was at it.