A/N: -oh.yeah-21 here...why am I saying this? Well because this isn't just my story now. This is a collaborative fanfic by me and Fritolays! This is going to be awesome, so we hope you all enjoy it too...


Trying To Get Through

Miley's POV

I stood at the doorway of my house, staring down the street for a minute. This was it, the first day of junior year. I knew I shouldn't be too nervous, but it's at my new high school and Malibu of all places. I was good at making friends at my old school back home. But I just wasn't sure about this place. Now I knew I would be told most of this any second and to hurry up and go to school. A few seconds later I heard the door open behind me. I was right.

"Ok, so maybe I'm a little nervous but…" I turned around to look at my Mom and wait for her comforting words.

"You'll do fine, don't worry about a thing. I know Malibu is different and bigger, but you're a wonderful person Miley. And you have always been great at making friends."

I smiled at her and gave her a hug. "Thanks Mom."

"Now get going or you'll be late." She pulled away quickly.

"Alright, bye Mom." I chuckled, glad she helped put a smile on my face. She gave me a wave goodbye and I began the short walk to school.

As soon as I arrived to the entrance of the school, it was still full of students. Everybody was busy, all around me. They had all the high tech gadgets that weren't seen much back in Tennessee. Everyone was showing things off to their friends, texting or calling people, working on last minute assignments and some kids even skateboarding across empty benches.

I couldn't believe it, there was only five minutes left until school started and nobody looked like they were in a hurry. Well I sure as hell cared. I ran to the office quickly and got my new student schedule. Once I found my first class, I walked into the classroom and I sat down quickly. There were only a few minutes left and only a few other kids in the room.

A couple desks over from me, sat a dark brown haired guy with a big jacket, by the looks of it, I assumed he was on the football team. Sitting on top of his desk was a girl, a beautiful blonde haired girl laughing, probably at something the guy said. The girl looked at me once she noticed I was looking at them. Then she quickly got off her desk and walked over to me. I was a little embarrassed, but still looked back at her.

"Hey, how are you?" she asked me, a bit excited.

"Fine." I tried not to say much with the accent I had.

"Are you new?" she tried to get more out of me.

"Uh, yeah." Aw hell, if I was going too make friends I'd have to talk more sooner or later.

"I figured you might be, because I don't think I've seen you before."

"Um yeah, I'm Miley Stewart, I just moved here from Tennessee." I said as I was looking at my desk, then I looked back at her, she was just smiling still.

"That's cool, my name's Lilly Truscott and well, I've lived here most of my life. I like your accent by the way. I think accents are pretty cool. Don't try and hide it."

"What? I wasn't hid-"

"Yeah you were."

"But I-"

"Come on give it up it's cute, so talk more." Just then the bell sounded. I suddenly became aware that the room had been filled with students. When? I don't know. It seemed like we were the only two people in the room when I was talking with Lilly. "Well I guess class is starting, but I'll see you around Miles." Wow, she sure made up a nickname for me fast.

Then Lilly, went back over to her desk and sat down. I smiled at her as she walked off. Now I was more happy that another person was making my first day not as scary as I thought it might be.

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All throughout class, I couldn't seem to keep my eyes on the lesson being taught at the front of the class. Instead, my eyes kept drifting to a certain blonde haired somebody sitting a few desks to the left of me. I'm quite surprised and happy that my glances have gone un-noticed.

I noticed that for most of the class, she and that football player looking guy from earlier were passing notes back and forth. I wonder if they are together. They must be with the easy camaraderie they seem to have. They certainly make an odd looking couple, Lilly with her skater chick looks and him most certainly being a jock. Weirder things have happened I guess.

Having my mom be 100 percent ok with me being a lesbian is definitely one of those weird things in my book. Having been born and raised in good ole Tennessee, I know it's not the norm for parents to be ok with things like that. I'm completely grateful for it though. It's made my life much easier and has certainly brought my mom and me closer together. We have always been close, but knowing that I can tell her absolutely anything makes us that much closer.

As I see another note being tossed back and forth, I wonder what they could be talking about. Perhaps what they will be doing after school today or maybe about a date they have this weekend. I find the thought of that greatly disappointing.

Wow, my first day of school and I'm already crushing on a girl. That has got to be a world record for me. And of course she's straight. I always fall for the straight ones. Oh well, back to copying down notes and actually paying attention in class.