One-Shot. Moe. And you'll be happy to know Joe isn't a jerk!! YAY!!

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Miley's POV

Today was the day when I fell in love with Joe Gray.

I was walking in the hallway, when I suddenly collided with somebody.

I looked up into the eyes of Joe. He smiled softly and proceeded to pick up his books. He walked away without a word but already I knew my heart had melted in the presence of him. I was in a daze for the rest of the day, even Lilly Truscott; my best friend couldn't bring me out of a trance.

At the end of Science, I heard her whisper to Oliver Oken; my other best friend,

"She must be in love. She hasn't been this in love since Jake Ryan!"

I kicked her in the shin, a violent reminder that my hearing wasn't affected in the brief meeting

"Sorry." She said

*

I was amazed that I managed to get home in one piece! Jackson drove me but even his going on and on about the new girl Carly was bearable. When I was at home, I lay on my bed for two hours, thinking about Joe. He was my life now, I could never forget him. His face was scorched into my brain like a hot ember. His shiny, black hair and his piercing brown eyes. His charming charisma and his beautiful smile were all remembered, never to be forgotten.

The next day, we met again. I was drinking out of the water fountain when I felt a tap on my back.

I turned around and looked into Joe's eyes. Again.

He smiled,
"Miley? Isn't it?"
I nodded weakly, unable to talk.

He started looking uncomfortable.

"Um, you done with the water?" He asked

I nodded again and walked off.

I wish I could talk in front of him! My whole life (well, actually two days of it) have been focused on HIM. So talking should be easy, right?
Wrong. He was so inhumanly perfect that my brain melted at any sight of him.

How I wish he were ugly.

But even if he wore a plaid t-shirt with a sweater vest over it I wouldn't be able to talk to him. I was mentally unable to talk to him.

At lunch, I droned on and on about him till even I was sick of it. Poor Lilly and Oliver sat through torture. With meatballs!

*

The next time we met, I talked. The library.

"Hey, Miley."
"Hey, Joe."
Yep. We had to be in the LIBRARY when we could talk

"Did you just recover from laryngitis?" He asked with a laugh

"No, I was just a little shy."
"A little?" He laughed, "You looked like you were going to throw up."
"Thank you for reminding me!" I replied, "I really needed that after lunch."
Joe cracked up.

"You're really funny!" He said

"Thanks," I said, embarrassed

"Oh, please don't stop talking!" He pleaded

"Why?" I asked

"Oh, um, well," now HE didn't want to talk

"Laryngitis?" I asked innocently

He gulped,

"No. I just like you."
"Like me talking?" I asked, confused

"No," He said, "You."

I dropped my library books. Mrs. Norman appeared around the corner and glared at me. I could only shrug.
"You like me?" I said softly

He nodded; eyes on the floor.

I gave him a hug.
"Wha-What was that for?" He stuttered

"I like you too."

For a brief moment, it seemed like the word stopped. But one thing was for certain:

This was going to be the start of a very nice relationship.

Hey. I hope you enjoyed this lengthy One-Shot. WARNING: No chapters will be added to it. But maybe if u want…well we'll see, ok?

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