Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana.

I'm finally doing something I've wanted to do for a long time. I'm taking the 30kisses challenge. This is going to be difficult. The title is sucky, I know. But I have no thinking juices left to come up with one. Send me ideas! Well, here's the first one.

1kiss: Waiting For Oliver

"Not again." I muttered to myself leaning against the school lockers. I crossed my arms over my chest and sighed. Oliver was late. Again. It would have been fine if he was late any other day because I could just walk home. But no, he had to be late today, when it was raining cats and dogs outside.

I turned my head towards the entrance of the school and thought for a moment before. If I left and walked in the rain, my mom would have my head, not to mention Miley and Oliver. They'll just keep blabbing on how I could get sick and whatnot. I shook the thought out of my head. Miley should be the one to talk since she's out sick today because of the rain.

I sighed once more before annoying giggles reached my ears.

'Ugh.' I thought with disgust, 'Not them.'

"Hey Truscott, did your boyfriend ditch you again?" Amber smiled wickedly.

I just simply ignored them and studied my fingernails.

"Why do you care about what you look like anyway, Truscott?" Amber started.

"It's not like anyone checks you out." They both finished simultaneously.

"Ooo, tss!" They touched their index fingers together as the sound died down.

Each time they talked I grew more agitated. I couldn't let their rude remarks get to me, I know they want to put me down to make them feel better. But it hurts when you know they're right.

"Aw, little crybaby Lilly can't even think of a comeback." Ashley mocked poking her cheek and twisting her finger.

I couldn't take it anymore. I clenched my fist and banged it against the locker behind me. Amber and Ashley gasped before talking again.

"Look, Ashley. We made her mad. Aw." They said pouting and then giggling sickly.

"Shut up!" I yelled.

Amber continued, "You're just mad because you know were right. You're always dressing like a guy, no wonder you can't have a real relationship. I bet your mom's the same, that's why your dad left her."

'No, she's wrong. She's not gonna see me cry. Stupid bitch! Shut the hell up!' I looked down and blinked back my tears.

"No boy would ever come near you except Oliver. He's not even that hot...anyway..." Ashley trailed off as she and Amber stared wide-eyed at Oliver.

He was sweating, no, glistening. He'd just come from soccer practice, 'Oh! Soccer, duh!', and went to get a drink.His hair was tousled, and he was breathing hard, with his cheeks slightly pink. He wiped the water that dripped from his mouth.

"Hey Lilly!" Oliver said jogging towards me not even noticing Amber or Ashley.

I leaned harder against the locker. He put one hand against the locker, holding me in. He used another hand to lift my chin. He cupped my cheek and stared intently at me. My face grew hot as he closed his eyes and planted a small delicate kiss upon my lips.

Amber yelled in frustration and stormed off. Ashley continued staring at Oliver until she noticed Amber was gone and hurriedly ran after her.

"What was that for?" I asked breathless as Oliver pulled away to look at me.

"They were being bitches again. Being Smokin' Oken, I had to save you." Oliver smirked.

"But did you have to kiss me?" I asked putting a hand to my chest trying to calm down my beating heart.

Oliver looked offended and muttered a small 'Sorry', before turning away.

"N-no! Not that I minded...I was just...surprised."

Oliver turned around and smiled, "Well, was I good?".

I regained my dignity and gave him a look, "Conceited, aren't we?"

He raised his eyebrows.

"You were okay. I bet I could do better."

"Oh really, well I would love to see that." Oliver smiled suggestively, hoping I'd get the hint.

I grabbed his shirt with my hands and pulled him close to my face. He smiled with pleasure and closed his eyes, puckering his lips. I couldn't help, but laugh. I decided against it, slowly letting go of his shirt and slipping away. I was halfway down the steps of the school's entrance before I heard someone shout my name. I smiled filled with satisfaction as I walked home in the rain.

Haha. I have no idea why I decided to write this pointless oneshot. Anyway, 29 more kisses to go. Wish me luck. Feel free to give me any ideas, include titles too. :D