Hannah Montana—

"Say something! Don't just let him walk by you again and look like an idiot! SAY SOMETHING!"

He made his way past the lockers so gracefully, that it was hard not to notice. The same thought re-entered my mind.

"Come on, you can do it! Say something to him!"

As hard as I willed my body to obey my thoughts, it refused. I stood there solid stiff. He started to walk closer and closer towards me. My heart started pounding harder than ever.

"He's coming… SAY SOMETHING!"

He turned to me and said, "Hi, Miley."

At this time not only was my body paralyzed, but I couldn't think and I was sweating like a pig, so I said the first thing I could think of.

"Hi, Jake, did you know today's lunch is meatloaf?"

"'Did you know today's lunch is meatloaf?' How stupid was THAT?!"

"Um… No, I didn't know that… Anyways, Miley, I'm going to be traveling onto Romania to shoot a new movie, that I'll be starring in, next Friday. I'll be gone for awhile… I told you this, right?"

"Yea, right after we… kissed…"

My head lowered a little, but my eyes stayed fixed on him.

"Oh, right… Well, I'd like to hang out until I leave."

"We've been hanging out, Jake."

"You know what I mean… as… boyfriend and girlfriend…"

He was now looking down at his feet. This was the first time I EVER saw him nervous or shy. Ah… he's so cute when he's shy…

"OH, well, do you want to?"

Now I was looking down at my feet and we both looked memorized by our shoes. When my neck started to hurt I lifted my head, but my eyes wandered around nervously.

"YES! Um, I mean, if you want to…"

He picked up his head and I watched his eyes scatter across the halls as if searching for something.

"YES! Um, I guess that means we're boyfriend and girlfriend…"

"I guess so!"

"YES! YOU DID IT!"

We both smiled and attempted to hug, but we both stopped. We attempted again, same result. Then Jake put out his hand.

"How 'bout we shake?" he said with a smile.

"Shake? Not my idea of romantic… but it'll have to do."

I reached for his hand and shook. I said nothing to him. I was a little upset that he couldn't suggest something more… intimate. I started to walk away, then I heard,

"Miley! Wait!"

Jake was now frowning a little. I turned to him, upset, but still hopeful.

"What?" I asked him frowning.

He walked up to me, grabbed both my hands.

"Jake," I started, "What are you…"

I was interrupted by the pressure of Jake's warm, soft lips. He was still holding my hands in his. I gently put my hands on his jaw and held him closer. I could feel people surrounding me and Jake, watching us kiss. The bell rang and the kids scattered. Jake and I stood there, still kissing.

Then, two nosey little people who were still watching me and Jake said,

"OH, BABY!!"