Hey all! I want to thank you for reading my other story, Awards and Massages, and reviewing (especially daisy's cause it was long, lol). I'm working on this one and a couple others. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

disclaimer: for this and future chapters - i don't own hannah montana or anything much for that matter.
this chapter is in Lilly POV, future might be in others, who knows? ;)


I hate Christmas. I didn't use to. But this year, I feel like a Scrooge. My dad is off with whoever his current too-young girlfriend is. My mom is in Orlando on some business conference. And I'm alone. For the third straight Christmas in a row, I am boyfriend-less. I'm a third wheel in my friendship, now that Miley and Oliver are together. Don't get me wrong, I am so happy for them. Heck, I'm the one that made them reveal their feelings to each other! But now I'm alone on Christmas Eve. I was invited over to the Stewart's, but I don't want my bad mood to ruin their holiday. So, in my sulking ways, I'm sitting on the couch, watching the Grinch.

'Nothin's gonna change my world, nothin's gonna change my world.' My cell phone rung with the lovely voice of Jim Sturgess. As that's my default ringtone, I'm not sure who it is. I grab my cell and take a look. Jackson. He almost never calls me, and when he does, it's usually about helping Miley in some way.

"Hey."

"Happy almost Christmas Lilly!"

"Yeah… uh you too Jackson."

"So, what's this I hear about you not coming over? You know you're family." This is weird. I'm almost certain that Jackson has never invited me over before. No. I am certain. I would remember something strange like that.

"I'm not really in the holiday spirit I guess. I don't want to bring you all down."

"You won't bring us down. We'll uh… I mean Miley will be… really sad if you don't come over. Just, come over. Like right now." That definitely sounded more like a command than a request. Not wanting to make him mad at me, I gave in.

"Ok Ok I'll come over. Just uh, let me get ready." Sounds like he really wants me over. "Ouch," I say as I smack my forehead. "See you all soon." I say quickly and hang up before he can question me.

Ok, I'll be honest. I have been thinking about Jackson lately. I know, crazy right?! I don't know what it is. He's really strange. And of course he's Miley's brother. And… well, it's just weird.

My, I guess crush on him, started a couple months ago. I had gone to Miley's, but I forgot she had this charity event as Hannah to go to. So Jackson let me in anyway because he wanted my opinion on something. I didn't have anything better to do, so I agreed. He had a date that night (with one of the well known sluts at school of course) and he needed help to get ready.

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At the front door, I questioned his intentions.

"You want me to help you get ready so you can go out with Brittany Pasey?"

Calmer than what would seem normal, he nodded. "Yeah. You're a girl, you can tell me what to do."

"One: Me and Brittany are from two different worlds. She… well… she just sees life differently than I do. Two: you have been on tons of dates with girls like her. Why do you need help now?"

Jackson looked up, trying to find an answer to her question. Scratching his head, he said "I just do Lilly." Putting on his best puppy dog face he looked her in the eyes. "Pwetty pwease?"

Lilly laughed. "Whatever, fine. What do you need."

Jackson grinned. As he grasped her hand, Lilly felt chills rush up her arm. She was about to yank her hand away, when she realized that might be awkward. She followed him upstairs into his bedroom. She looked around and sniffed. "Geeze Jackson, what's that smell?"

"I think it's that ham sandwich I made last week. I brought it up here and put it somewhere. Now I don't know where it is! That was a beautiful sandwich," he said longingly, shaking his head. "Anyway, I'm takin' her to the art show downtown. What do you think I should wear, that says, 'I have meaning' without saying 'I'm a weird artist guy that wants to cut off his ear' and says 'I am cool and you want me' without actually saying 'I only like you cause of the things guys say you do on first dates.'" He scanned the clothes strewn about his bed.

Lilly paused. "So you're only dating her because of what she'll do?" She put her hands on her hips. She knew he wasn't an angel, but she didn't know he'd be so honest about it to his little sister's friend.

Jackson turned around quickly. "No! I'm saying I'm not like that." Lilly rolled her eyes. "Lilly, I'm serious. I'm not that bad."

"Whatever. Why are you going with her then."

"Because I needed a date and she was the first person I saw," he said matter-of-factly. Lilly half smiled. "Don't believe everything Miley tells you. I can be a nice guy every once in a while."

Lilly sighed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Alright then. Let's find you an outfit."

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After that day, I noticed Jackson more. He was still strange, don't get me wrong, but it seemed like… I don't know, he was different. He made jokes more often that were actually funny. He cleaned his room. He, as far as I know, hasn't dated since that day. Most noticeable of all, he fought with Miley less.

And I noticed he was cute. I don't know why I never noticed it before. But I wish I didn't. Now every time I am around him I tense up. I give him too-short answers. I can't look him in the eye. I wish I was more slick about this kind of thing. I can tell Miley is noticing, but she hasn't said anything yet. And I sure as heck am keeping this one to myself. I can't imagine how Miley would react if I told her. Possibly take me to an institution. Hmm.

Anyway, now I must figure out what to wear. I need something that's cute, but it shouldn't look like I tried to dress up or anything. After half an hour of struggling, I decided on a Christmassy shirt and jeans. I put together some overnight stuff in my backpack, since I figured I'd be staying, with a new holiday dress I bought on a whim, and a tshirt and jeans, just in case. After packing the rest of the necessities I checked myself in the mirror, and left for Miley's.


So that's chapter one. I really don't know if this is going to be a chapter story or just a twoshot. We'll see. Lemme know?

Thanks very much for reading :)))))