Getting Tired Of His Face

Miley's P.O.V.

"Hey Lilz" I said to my friend Lily.

"Hey Miles." She said back.

"Hey Ollie." We both said as he came up.

"Hey guys." He said to us.

"Did you study for that Bio test?" he asked Lily and I was holding back a laugh because he wasn't serious. He told me before that he was gonna play a joke on her. They do that to each other... they have been friends for way to long.

"What?! There was a test???" she practically shouted. Oliver and I burst out laughing.

"That was mean you guys!" she said.

"Sorry Lilz!" we both said. Oliver likes Becca and they're going out. Lily likes my brother Jackson and he likes her but neither of them have the guts to tell each other. Then there's me who has no one. No one to like nor like me.

"Hey Miley." Some one said in a flirtatious voice from behind me, I turned... Jake Ryan. I guess I have to take the "no one likes me" comment back because Jake Ryan does. Yes the "Zombie Slayer" from Zombie High but I don't like him. He's a self centered ego maniac.

"What do you want?" I asked annoyed.

"Ouch that cut me deep." He said.

"I ask again...what do you want?!" I asked getting mad now.

"Ok, ok all I want is for you do go on a date with me." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"What made you think I would ever go on a date with you?!" I asked.

"Because I have tickets to The Fray concert front row." He said, apparently he knew my weak spot. I've been wanting to go to that concert for months.

"You are so mean." I said shutting my locker door. I couldn't figure out how he found that out.

"So is that a yes?" he asked. I moaned.

"I want to go to that concert so badly! How did you figure that out?" I asked.

"Simple: I grilled Lily." He said and I saw Lily scurry off in guilt.

"You are...are...oh I don't know what you are, but it's bad!" I said.

"So are you coming or not?" he asked. I contemplated the idea. I wanted to go so badly!

"Fine! I'll go." I practically screamed. He smiled. I rolled my eyes once again.

Jake's P.O.V.

I was so happy she said yes. I felt bad about having to basically bribe her to go but at least I got to see her. On Saturday, the night of the concert, I knocked on her door. Shit I have such bad luck... her dad answered the door.

"Hi, I'll get Miley." He said before I even got the chance to say anything.

"Miley. Your date is here." He called up the stairs. I heard a faint "It's not a date." But I didn't care. She came down the stairs and I stared. Her dad gave me a look and I snapped out of it. She was wearing a red tube top that had cinched sides and a Jean mini skirt. Miley gave her dad a kiss on the cheek and said goodbye and walked over to me standing in the doorway.

"You ready?" she asked. I just nodded as I was still in shock about how good she looked. I mean I knew she was pretty and stuff but she looked hot.

I opened the door for her and she hopped in. I went to the drivers seat and we were on the way to the concert.