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Hey guys! I got this idea from the new episode of Wizards At Waverley Place! ( I wanna make a fanfiction for that soon!) I don't know how long it's gonna be, but oh well it should be fun to too write! So here it is! Oh yeah the whole story is in no one's point of view

To Be Kissed

Chapter 1:Lockers

Miley Stewart spotted her best friend Oliver Oken struggling with his locker, across the way. She giggled to herself before skipping over.

"Hey Oliver!" she exclaimed surprising him.

"AUGHH!!!" exclaimed Oliver, his papers flying everywhere.

Miley laughed hysterically.

"Ha ha, very funny make fun of the poor guy who got his locker power locked!" mumbled Oliver angrily squatting down and picking up his papers.

Miley rolled her eyes, and couldn't help but think how cute Oliver looked when he was mad. She shifted from foot to foot, giving her puppy dog eyes, hoping he wasn't to angry with her. Oliver looked up and smiled at her, rolling his eyes.

"Alright, alright just help me pick this stuff up!"

Miley crouched down, and began to assist him.

"Here." she said handing him a paper.

Oliver stood up, and offered his hand to Miley. She took and stood up, and couldn't help but want to hold on longer.

"Hey can you help me open my locker?" asked Oliver.

"Sure."

Miley leaned against the locker and tried to put in Oliver's combination, but there wasn't a lot of room.

"Here let me help." said Oliver leaning over.

Miley looked up, and realized how close their faces were, let alone lips. They both stared into each other's eyes, Miley found herself closing her eyes slowly. Oliver began to tense up. You can do this, he told himself. Just lean in. Oliver began leaning in, but his nerves took over.

"So anyways! I'll just get the janitor to open it!" exclaimed Oliver.

Miley opened her eyes quickly, feeling disappointed.

"Right, right." she mumbled, before stalking off.

Oliver spazzed a bit, in anger. He began banging his head against his locker.

"Oken, Oken, Oken!" he mumbled.

"You know that really doesn't help you open it." said a smug voice.

Oliver turned to see his other best friend Lilly Truscott.

"Uh hi Lilly." said Oliver awkwardly.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU KISS HER!?" exclaimed Lilly suddenly.

"What?!"

Lilly began hitting him repeatedly on the arm.

"You stupid, stupid-"

"OW! LILLY!"

"STUPID! STUPID!"

"LILLY!" she stopped. "What's a matter with you!?"

"What's a matter with me? You're the one who chickened out on kissing Miley!"

"I-I how do you know she even wanted to kiss me?"

"Uh, I don't know- the closed eyes and titled head seemed like a dead giveaway!"

Oliver pouted.

"Well it's just...well...maybe..."

"You haven't had your first kiss have you?" asked Lilly suspiciously.

"What! NO! I mean me come on...NO! Me-me! Smoken Oken! NO!...What gave it away?"

Oliver stammered nervously.

"You've never kissed a girl!" exclaimed Lilly laughing.

"Oh shut up!"

"So I take it you like Miley?"

"Maybe a little..." "OLIVER!" "Okay a lot!"

"Then next time you guys get the chance, kiss her! She might move on." said Lilly before walking away rolling her eyes.

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That episode just reminded me so much of what Oliver would do DD So anyways please review!