A/N 1: Hey guys this is my first collaboration and I'm glad I get to be doing it with .idiot-21. She was nice enough to let me write a story with her and I gladly accepted. I hope a lot of you guys enjoy this, and it'll be rated M in later chapters for sexual content.
A/N 2: Scheme is awesome, so of course I'll collaborate on a story. Especially with the great ideas she's got. Now keep reading and I'm sure you all will like it...
Beautiful Disaster
Lilly's POV-
As I sat at a table, during the lunch break at school, I could think of nothing else but what was going to happen after school got out for the day. All I could do was run. This trouble I managed to get myself into wasn't going to get any better. Then I heard a faint noise, saw the other students walking around, but I continued to stare off into space, way too entranced and in a world of my own. I was so fixed on thinking of how I could take another possible exit, or hide, or save myself in some way after school.
I suddenly snapped out of my thoughts from a loud bang on my table. It scared me to a slight jump in my seat. I looked up to see that a janitor had smacked the handle of his broom, on my table.
"Hey kid, you'd better hurry up and get to class, you're already 5 minutes late. Any longer and I might get blamed."
"Uh yeah, s-sorry sir. I was just tired." I told him nicely and then darted for my next class. I slipped in the back, but I was caught again.
"Truscott, nice to see you again. I believe that's the third time this week that you've been late to my class, now that deserves a detention. Today after school, for 1 hour in this room."
I sighed and walked up to the teacher for my detention slip. "Yes sir."
"Oh and don't worry, you won't be alone this time. Another girl in my morning class was late for school, so I'm sure you're looking forward to it." He said sarcastically and then started his math lecture as I sat down.
It suddenly hit me, I actually will be looking forward to it this time. This was the perfect time to not be able to leave the school and stall everything for an hour. This wasn't my intention of course, but it seemed to fall into place at the right timing. Hopefully an hour is long enough to make them impatient.
The rest of my classes flew by, and then before I knew it the bell rang for the end of school. I quickly ran to my locker, ignoring a few people along the way saying hi. Then I got my backpack ready with a few books and papers to take home and ran a few hallways to the other classroom for detention. Which for once in my life I was grateful for. I walked in the room and the teacher looked up at me, surprised to see I was on time.
"Ms. Truscott, right on time. Well this is Miley Stewart," He pointed at a girl with long, curly brown hair, sitting in the middle of the room. "And she will be in here for an hour as well. Now girls I have a teachers meeting right now, so do some homework and no talking for the next hour." He said and then closed the door.
"So you're Miley Stewart huh? I've heard of you." I said, as I took a seat in the desk next to her.
"Yeah I'm sure you have. Hey I'm not one to talk much, but I've gotta say that it's so funny how teachers tell kids not to talk and then leave them in the room alone. I mean do they honestly expect them to listen? We're teenagers after all." Miley said, with a slight laugh.
"I know right. I've always wondered why they keep saying that too. Anyway, I'm Lilly it's nice to meet you. And I've got a question for you, if you and your friends are so popular and try not to end up here, how come you did? He told me you were just late this morning, but isn't there some sort of story behind that?" I asked her, in a curious voice.
"Yeah that, well the hood of my car was flipping out on me. I wanted it to go up, but it went just to the windows, so I tried it the other way and it only went half way. Then I didn't even push a button and it went all the way back and now it's stuck there, completely down. There was no way I was gonna tell a teacher that, even though it's true, so I just told him I had no excuse and I ended up here." She sighed.
"That sounds oddly believable." I studied her for a few seconds, as she looked at the clock. "You know, you're different then I thought you'd be."
"Thanks...I think. I hope that's a good thing." Miley said, nervously.
"Oh yeah, yeah I meant different as in nicer than the other popular kids."
"Right, cause whenever anyone hears those words they think, snobby, stuck up, or air head and who knows what else. But I just try to block it out." Miley replied.
"That doesn't sound like much fun. Why did you become friends with them and more importantly, why are you still friends?" I wondered.
Miley's eyes suddenly darkened just a hint. "I uh...well it's sort of a long story." She said nervously, as she drummed her finger tips on her desk.
"We've got time." I pointed at the clock.
"Yeah I know, but uh maybe later. I just don't feel like talking about that much right now."
"Well ok that's fine; I don't want to make you." I said simply and she seemed to loosen up at that.
Suddenly following my sentence came a moment of silence. The dreaded moment of an uncomfortable silence, between two people who just met. I had always feared this moment would happen and here it was. I had to think of a new conversation starter quick. How about our interest or something. In the meantime it had already been a minute of silence while I was trying to think of what to do next.
"So what do you like to do?" We both said in unison and then laughed.
"Mimic people...no just kidding." Miley said with a chuckle. "Well in my spare time I like to play the guitar, how about you?"
"That's awesome, I like to play some sports, but mostly skateboarding is my favorite."
"Now that's really cool, I've always wondered how you get the skateboard to flip around." Miley said.
"Thanks, and I've always wondered how you can move your fingers on the guitar strings so fast."
We talked away the rest of the hour, simply about interests, school and our favorite hang outs. It was surprisingly fun to get to know each other. Before I knew it the hour was up.
"Crap its been an hour." I said to Miley, as I glanced at the clock. "Hurry, get a book out and open it." We both grabbed a book from our backpacks and opened it on our desk, just before the teacher walked in.
"Nice try, but I know you two have been talking. Although thanks for staying, you can go now."
After we were out of the room and in the hall, I spoke up. "Well that was actually fun, it's nice to get to know you Miley."
"Thanks, you too. I guess I'll see you around?" She asked.
"Yeah, see ya." I said, as Miley turned in another direction. Then I walked right up to the doors to exit the school. Before I walked out, I looked out the windows in the door. They were still there, waiting for me. I backed up a few steps and tried to think about what to do. "Shit."
"You ok?" A voice came from behind me.
I turned around; Miley was standing right in front of me. "Oh hey, you're still here." I was happy now.
"Yeah, my locker is just right there, I just had to pick up a few things. But now I'm gonna go." Miley said and then started to walk around me.
"Wait!" Miley turned around, looking at me curiously. "Would you mind driving me home?" I gulped.
"Um, don't you have your own transportation?" She wondered.
I just remembered my skateboard in my locker. "Yeah skateboard, but I can do that later. I just gotta get home fast today." I smiled nervously.
"Ok then, sure come on." She said and we walked outside.
"Sweet, thanks."
As we walked through the lot and to Miley's car, I saw several guys looking at us, mostly me, darkly and they started walking towards us. Luckily they were across the school lot and yard, so we had time to get to her car.
"Alright how come there are a few other kids still hanging around? The school is usually deserted by now. They're kinda shady looking guys if you ask me."
"Yeah I know. Quick, act like you know me." I told her, hoping that would make things look better.
"I do know you." Miley said slowly.
"I mean don't walk several feet away from me, that sure doesn't look like it." I said, then walked up to her and next to her shoulder.
"Ow, not that close." She covered her shoulder as I bumped in to it.
"Oops, sorry I just meant side by side."
"Yeah that's close enough, thanks."
"Geez, how far away did you park Miley? LAX?" I joked.
"Very funny. No I told you I was late today, which also means the only spaces are in the back. And here we are." She said, pointing to her car.
"Oh right, the car with the top stuck down. This is pretty nice actually."
"Thanks it's kind of new." She smiled at my compliment, as we quickly got in.
My eyes widened at the sudden thought of the car. "Oh shit, the top is down. That is so inconvenient right now." I mumbled to myself, but Miley heard me.
"Sorry, but I can't do anything-"
I cut her off. "Go Miley; just go quick, those guys are coming."
She looked in the rear view mirror. "What? Why are-"
"Ask later, just step on the gas. Now hurry!"
"Ok, ok I'm going."
She backed out of the space quickly and drove out of the lot, I looked behind us. A few guys ran to the exit, one of them put his hand in his jacket and pulled it out half way, showing part of a gun. I faced forward, as we were now a few blocks away and safe.
"Lilly, what the hell was that?" Miley shouted at me.
"Uh...well it..." I trailed off, at a loss for words.
"Lilly I know what I saw, that guy had a gun. What is going on?" Miley asked, there was anger in her voice and slight panic at the same time.
A/N: Review please...? Peace!
