AU.

With the flawless white sand and multitude of palm trees, one thought struck me as we drove through spotless neighbor hood.

We sure as hell weren't in Jersey no more.

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dajfgkfgfakgfjkfa. I'm insanely sorry it took so long to update this. I'm kinda going through some personal issues right now.

Anyways, I'm kind of confused about what I want to do with this story. My opinion has changed a lot since I started it, and I don't think I can fit everything I want in to this story.

Blah blah blah. I do not own Hannah Montana.

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OMG! Oliver in this chapter!! yay!

... oh, and Jackson.

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Oh, wow.

This boy was every kind of hot.

Holy SHIT.

"You need something?"

"No! No, no, I'm... I'm just looking at the sunglasses," I said stupidly, patting the display, and picking up an ugly big pink pair of avatars.

He stared at me, his dark hair falling into his eyes. "Do you go to Seaview?"

I stared at him wide-eyed. The thing was, he was a lot more clean cut than the guys I was use too. His hair, though long, and in his eyes, was clean and perfect looking. His shirt, a light blue T-shirt with some logo on it, that clung to his body in a totally attractive way, the shirt was also bright and wrinkle free. No holes, no patches, no safety pins, no sharpie marks.

Yeah, defianitly not like they guys I was use to.

But at the moment, I was fine with that. Maybe what I need was something completely new.

"I take it you don't," he said, breaking me out of my little day dream.

"I'm sorry, I just moved here, so I don't know anything." Wait, did I just say I didn't know anything?

He smiled. "Where'd you move from? By the way, I'm Oliver."

"Lily." I answered. "I moved here from New Jersey."

"Well Lily, seeing as you're the new girl, and I, having lived here all my life, I suggest you let me show you around Malibu."

Nod and smile, stupid. This boy's hot. "That'd be great."

"I just gotta finish up my shift here, and we can go. So meet me up here around four and I'll show you what LA's all about." Amazing smile.

"Um, okay." Wow, Lily, good job at answering there (insert sacrasim). I smiled weakly at him, as a gang of girls ran up to the shack.

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I walked back to the shack, running a hand through my hair. I blond guy with wavy hair was at the counter. I looked around, not seeing Oliver.

"Hey, you Lily?"

I looked at the blond guy and nodded slowly.

"Oliver said he'd be back in a minute."

"Oh. Thanks."

"The names Jackson," the guy continued.

I don't say anything, and look around again.

Jackson sighed, and went back to wiping down the counter.

"Hey."

I look up, and standing in front of me is this unfamiliar guy totally decked out in Hot Topic gear. He's looking at me expectantly, like I'm suppose to know who he is.

"Hey, Oliver," the blonde guy, 'Jackson' as he'd called himself, calls out. The guy infront of me looks up at him.

"What?"

Wait-what? This guy was Oliver? Fuuuck no.

"Have fun," Jackson said, winking at us.

Oliver smiles, and looks down at me.

I'm staring at him, my mouth probably wide open, my eyes huge.

No. Fucking. Way.

He smiled at me weakly. "Um... you ready?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess." I stood up, feeling my self blush.

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"So, tell me about yourself."

"Like there's much to tell," I mumbled.

"Try."

I sighed. "Um, I don't know. I'm from New Jersey, gonna be a sophmore. Live with my dad and older brother. Not that much else to tell. I'm not that interesting."

Oliver looked at me. "Why do I get the feeling you're not telling my everything?"

"Cuz... California folks are so much more interesting than us Jersey losers?" Honestly, I couldn't get past the fact that he was a Hot Topic manniquin. If there was one thing I hated more than ... well, anything, it was people who had no sense originality in the way they dressed. Sure, I was all for the whole "Emo" thing, but seriously, who needed to look like everyone else?

Plus, Hot Topic is just a creation of the Gap.

So ha.

I realize than that Oliver was still talking to me, and I had no clue what he'd just said.

I felt myself blush.

Hey, he was still hot.

Even for a Gap Manniquin.

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gr, there was a lotta spelling/grammer mistakes in that, but oh well. I don't feel like correcting them.

I hope to get chapter three up soon. Its basically done.

Don't do drugs.