Taken Aback
A Hannah Montana Fanfic
Setting: Franklin, Tennessee
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing: Liley
Author's note: I do not own any of the Hannah Montana characters. If you are uncomfortable with the pairings, I advise you not to read. Enjoy.
Chapter One
"Ring," went the sound of Lilly Truscott's alarm clock as it brought the sleeping girl out of another confusing dream. Her eyes were like broken window blinds as she reaches for the snooze button. As she manages to open her eyes, she thinks, "Why do I have to go back to that place already?" She then stumbles out of bed and proceeds to the bathroom in her Fall Out Boy t-shirt and flannel pajama bottoms.
It was the first day of the eleventh grade for Lilly. It seemed like it was an eternity before she would be able to graduate from Northumberland High. Lilly was like any other skate punk at her school. She had tremendous academic potential, but she never chose to finish her homework let alone study a little.
But she had made it this far, managing to keep a 2.0 grade point average while still spending countless hours at the skate park and the Bone Den, which was the local band scene. Several of Lilly's friends were in local bands, and she loved supporting them while they jammed on stage just as they watched her shred up the half pipe during skate competitions.
"Lilly, get down here! You're going to be late for the first day," Mrs. Truscott yelled as Lilly applied a thick layer of black eyeliner to her eyes which were still bloodshot.
"I'm coming," Lilly said, rather agitated just like any other teenager who did not want to begin another mundane year of high school.
"Now I want you to try your best in school this year. Try to shoot for B's or higher," Lilly's mom said as Lilly put on her favorite skating hat barely listening to what seemed to be one of her mom's favorite lectures.
"Uhh, ok mom. I'll try," she replied.
Lilly did always try in school, but she never did any of her homework or studied for tests. Skateboarding, friends, and the local band scene were always at the top of her priority list.
As Lilly headed toward Northumberland High on her skateboard, she hoped that this year would bring something special into her life, and that school would not be as boring, even though this was probably only wishful thinking. As Lilly's eyes scanned the highway, she felt as if she was the speed bump as a school bus thumped over it.
"Why can't I be like that red Porche, just speeding by everyone embracing the wind?" Lilly thought as she saw four senior girls blaze by her in a luxary vehicle. The driver had flowing black hair, and she was yelling, "Hey, bitch, get in here," while waving down yet another friend.
Lilly did not know any of the girls in the car. But she could not help wondering what they were all thinking yet alone wearing.
School was about to start, and Lilly was late as usual.
The first five periods of Lilly's first day back at Northumberland High went fairly smooth. She saw a few of her friends, but it was so hard to see everyone because her school was very large. It was like swimming through an immense ocean of bodies after lunch as Lilly tried to make it to class on time.
Lilly did not really care about the subjects of Analytic Geometry or Physics, so she thought that these classes would be automatic snooze fests or planning periods to conjure new skateboarding tricks. But now it was time for English class, and Lilly noticed that she did not recognize several students in the class.
Lilly did notice that there was the girl that was driving the red porch sitting at the front of the room, chit chatting away with two other girls and a boy. Lilly decided to take a seat toward the back of the class room. She really did not want to be noticed by the teacher when she would often zone out for an entire class period at a time.
As the bell rang, an unknown specimen immediately caught Lilly's eye. She had long brown hair, a thin yet healthy figure, and bright blue eyes. Upon watching this girl enter the classroom, Lilly's pencil slipped right out of her hand and zig-zaged underneath the empty seat that the intriguing girl was headed for.
The girl's eyes were immediately adverted to Lilly's pencil. As she crouched down, Lilly could see a more full view of her chest. She could also see black lace faintly peeking out of her purple cami tee.
"Did you drop this?" the girl asked Lilly, reveling a husky, southern accent as she walked over to Lilly's desk.
"Y-yes. Thanks," Lilly said in reply as she felt as if she was in rapture. Why did she have to be this close so soon? She could have just disregarded the pencil under her desk.
"I'm Miley by the way," the girl said smiling at Lilly.
"Lilly. Lilly Truscott," Lilly replied nearly swallowing her tongue after learning the girl's name and hearing her tantalizing voice for the first time.
Miley took the open seat diagonal from Lilly's. Lilly could see an entire view of Miley from where she sat, and Lilly was glad that class had just begun. Miley was sitting with her legs crossed, curving the edges of her white skirt, appearing to be paying attention to the teacher. Lilly also noticed how her lips curled as she began to stare out the window. Maybe Miley was zoning out or thinking about something.
By the end of the class period, Lilly had Miley's image completely mapped out in her mind, with every curve. She even had her voice tone memorized. Lilly had to talk to Miley again. There was something so alluring and wonderful about her, but Lilly did not remember seeing Miley around the school in her previous years. For if she had seen Miley before, she would have surely remembered Miley's enchanting eyes and a certain "sexiness" about her.
Lilly had crushes and even boyfriends before, but this was different. Miley was all she was thinking about from English class on even though she was to meet her friends after school at the skate park. She didn't mind this feeling. It made her feel more alive.