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AN: Wow, thanks for all of the reviews! YOU GUYS ROCK!

Dedicated to: AlwaysxAddicted. I had half a mind to end this chapter where there's an obvious scene break… but I thought that I can do it another time. : - )

Message Delivered - Chapter Two

"Okay…" Oliver said to Jake while the latter simply smiled – showing just the right amount of happiness.

"Thanks."

"Yeah yeah. You owe the Smoken Oken, though. And he wants Spencer Locke's number!"

Jake just smiled. "You got it. I'll get her number as soon as I can – just don't tell Becca that I gave it to you."

"Yeah, yeah. I know the drill. So where were we?" Oliver fiddled with the computer a little bit, rewinding the tape a few seconds backward.

Aunt Dolly's twang sounded off once more, and the camera focused on Miley –who was clearly startled, and then nothing, and then Miley again, though the camera was still moving before coming to a stop, facing Miley and closely focusing on her face. (Dolly put the camera on the table.)

'That was just beautiful, Sweet Pea! I can't wait to hear you sing it when there really is a boy!'

Miley, while lips were pursed, exhaled as if the action will fortify her spirit. And it did. But not before she rolled her eyes before admitting to Aunt Dolly in a resigned manner, 'His name is Jake. Jake Ryan.'

Jake's breath hitched in unison with Aunt Dolly. But both gasped for different reasons.

'The zombie slayer?'

Both heard a pair of feet stomp on the ground… and then an exaggerated imitation of Jake's Zombie High character's signature phrase.

'Dude, I slayed you once. Don't make me slay you again!'

That elicited a smile from Miley as she confirmed which Jake Ryan it was that she liked.

'That boy is too cyoo-hu-hute!'

Oliver and Jake looked at each other at this point. The silent exchange of the message, "Note to self: don't show up when Aunt Dolly's around," was clear.

Miley smirked a little before saying, 'I know.' Her smirky smile started forming into a frown, or a slightly displeased look. 'He goes to my school, and sometimes he gets really obnoxious but then he gets really sweet and then he gets all obnoxious again.' Her face morphed to emphasize that she liked it when he was sweet and hated it when he was full of himself. It was cute.

Out of nowhere, Aunt Dolly comments, 'That reminds me, I have to call my husband.'

Jake saw Miley throw a mini tantrum for the first time.

'Aunt Dolly, puberty crisis here!' She got up from her seat and out of the camera view.

Aunt Dolly sighed before the camera moved to follow her.

'Darlin' I am so sorry! I just forget sometimes!' The camera was set down, coincidentally facing Miley again. 'Being a teenage girl is harder than walking through a balloon with a porcupine purse!'

'I don't know what to do, Aunt Dolly! Jake said he likes me 'cause I'm the only girl at school who's not falling all over him. And if I told him that I like him – then I am falling all over him. I'm caught between a rock and a zombie slayer here!' Miley was totally frustrated.

'Well honey nobody knows what's around the corner but I know one thing: If you keep yourself out of the game for fear of losin' then there's no way on this earth you're goin' to win!'

Miley knew it was a sound advice… but all teenagers wouldn't admit that. She played dumb. 'So… you're saying I should just walk up to Jake and say… "Jake Ryan, I'm through pretending that I don't like you when the truth is – I'm totally in love with you..."' She then caught sight of the camera. With her accent most pronounce at this stage, she said, 'Wait, is this thing on?'

Oliver stopped the tape and turned to his companion. "Sooooo, are you happy now?"

Jake was staring dumbfounded at the screen. He stopped moving a little while ago and was in shock. Without having much control over his speech process, he replied, "Uhm, yeah sure… you better get to class. I think the bell just rang. I'll just – stay here and mull over things for a little while."

"Look Jake, Miley's my best friend… well, one of them. Not the point – the point is; she's not like the other girls. She likes you because you're you. She is willing to see and accept both your good and bad side. In fact, she sees it everyday and she doesn't really care. She still likes you – well… according to her, she is totally in love with you. That part in this video was her secret to tell – and I let you see it because I know you like her a lot."

Oliver stood up while shouldering his backpack, sticking the tape back into Aunt Dolly's video camera. "The fact of the matter is – even I wasn't sure that she liked you for more than a silly crush because she did, at first, dislike you because you were really obnoxious. What I know, however, is that if you break her heart; the seven hells of Dante's Inferno will seem mild compared to what the Ollie Trolley will do to you! So get up, go to class and do something with the knowledge you acquired just now… before the both of you drive me, Lilly and Becca crazy."

Jake was still star struck. Oliver punched him with the right amount of force.

The celebrity was a little miffed. "Ow! What was that-… wait, what do you mean about driving you, Lilly and Becca crazy?"

Oliver shrugged. "I knew you liked her, Becca knew you both liked each other, and Lilly definitely knew that she liked you. If you guys kept at this slow-paced and INSANE mating ritual any longer, we all would go bald when we rip our hair out in frustration."

Jake shook his head as if to clear it and then nodded. "Give me the tape." He more or less ordered his friend. His tone left the impression that there shouldn't be any arguments.

Wordlessly, Oliver obeyed.

JAKEMILEYJAKEMILEYJAKEMILEYJAKEMILEYJAKEMILEYJAKEMILEY

Miley and Lilly rushed to school. They weren't able to catch up with Oliver when he left the house and had to wait until Mr. Stewart got back from jogging in order to get to school. They were running through the doors, and even completely forget their backpacks at home. (Good thing they kept spare bags and school supplies in their lockers.)

They saw Oliver at his locker and was about to run toward him when they saw Jake enter the same hallway. As if Jake was a drill sergeant, they stood up straight and walked for a little as they called out greetings.

"Hey, Jake!"

"'Sup?"

Jake was about to open his mouth and say something but the girls already turned their faces away from him and rushed away.

"Oliver, you took the wrong camera, here!" Miley all but tossed the camera at him.

She watched him turn around, stash his away and get his tape before grabbing Aunt Dolly's camera and giving it to her.

They missed the way he faced his locker again, not wanting to give the girls any indication that he had any part in what was about to happen.

Miley eagerly opened the camera. She stopped shortly. "Where's the tape?"

"I have it."

Miley slowly turned around to face Jake. She just about dropped the camera when she saw the look in his eyes. But her hands remembered they weren't hers so they involuntary clenched around it.

Jake was unusually serious. They didn't look like the ones she had imagined in her daydream yesterday morning… his eyes held a glint of steeled resolve in them that she could barely fathom. They were unbearable to look into but she found herself hypnotized. She was caught up, and she felt like she couldn't move as long as he was pinning her down with that gaze. That wonderful and awful gaze.

She licked her suddenly dry lips and swallowed to alleviate her suddenly dry throat. She nervously smiled at him and said, "Hey Ja-"

"For once in your life, Miley don't play this off and just stop for a moment. Don't talk… just think and honestly tell me the first thing you're thinking about when I ask you a question." He held up the encased disc. "Is what you said true?"

"More than I could possibly want to at the moment." She slapped her hand to her mouth and groaned while turning away from him.

Oliver had long fled his locker with Lilly and met up with Becca and her friends on the other side of the hallway where they blocked the Jake Ryan Rabid Fans. Miley felt alone, but then felt him press something awkward to the back of her clenched hands.

The incriminating tape.

She glared at it as she took it.

She waited for him to say something and when he didn't, she turned around.

He was patiently waiting for her to face him with a small, but extremely sincere smile It wasn't the one he donned as when the cameras took pictures of him. This was his true smile. It showed in his eyes.

"I'm glad." He told her. He shifted his backpack as he told her, while still making eye contact, "You can be really sarcastic. You know, you always speak your mind and you're not afraid to voice out your thoughts. You're incredibly sassy and simply unique. And I know there are many other reasons as to why I like you – except I still have much to learn about you. It's not just because you didn't like me or fall all over me. It was the way you acted. The way you smiled. And the way you looked at me."

He took a deep breath and then exhaled. "What I'm trying to say is – I like you, Miley. I like you… a lot."

A tear rolled down from her left eye, away from public view. But he saw it and said, "Why are you crying, please don't cry…" She saw him move as if to wipe it when she discretely shook her head at him, signaling him not to do so.

He got the message; there were too many witnesses.

Miley resisted the urge to hug and kiss him right then and there. "I'm just… relieved and happy." She told him truthfully.

"Oh, okay – that's good to hear. So… will you go out with me?" He sounded meek, and shy at the end even if there was a goofy smile on his face.

"Yes, Jake Ryan… I'd love to go out with you."

OKAY!!!! That's the end of the chapter, folks! Oh, make no mistake; it's not over… although I did complete the idea of what would have happened if Jake saw the tape. But he still has to find out that Miley is Hannah Montana… and what would Rachel do when Jake drops the bomb on her???

Stay tuned on Message Delivered… although I might change the title, just because it deviated from the concept of the video……

REVIEWERS' CORNER: (advance apologies to shortening your names) THANKS FOR EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED!!!!

Nemo – I thank you for being my first reviewer… you're a sweetheart. Maybe I'll write a Hannah Montana fic that you would like to see one of these days. My own personal requirement is that it is going to be Jake/Miley.. that's it. Anything else goes.

Mari – Well, this is what I felt like when you left me freaking hanging before you posted chapter 15, 16 and 17. So, yeah! Ha ha. But, as requested… here's chapter two. Hope you like it!

RJ – Yessir! I took it all the way to the touchdown… or at least close to it. Ha ha! Thanks very much!

Ewan's Girl – I love that you loved it. I continued and will be continuing… just don't be disappointed if the next one doesn't come as fast, okay?

Cutie – Oh I will keep writing! Especially with an encouragement like that! Thanks!

Toxxic – Uhm… Well… as far as I watched, Aunt Dolly recorded Mr. Stewart and Jackson who were both acting like… immature guys and there herself as she went to check up on Miley… everything italicized is pretty much word for word! Ha ha. The only "hint" that Miley is Hannah Montana is when she sings and plays the guitar… but don't worry – I'll do something about that later… remember, Jake just wanted to see Miley… it's basically Tunnel Vision right now. He wasn't thinking more. Oliver only showed Jake that Miley liked him. That was the "secret" I was talking about… not the Hannah Montana part. Just be patient! It'll come, ha ha. And if it didn't really fit the series, I'm sorry. I only watched bits and pieces of it on youtube and this is where I exercise my right as a fan fiction author. : - )

LMM – Thanks for the review! Was this soon enough for you? Please don't expect the next one to come out as fast, 'cause I'm not sure if I can – I have school.