Authors Note: ok so I just felt like updating cuz im actually having some fun writing this. Believe it or not, a dream I had actually gave me the idea for this story. How crazy is that?

Disclaimer: Like I said, I don't own Hannah Montana. Even if I did, I would not put this on the show

Miley POV

There is complete and utter chaos in the hallway. As soon as we hear the shots being fired, everybody screams and start to run and push their way through the crowded hallway. Several more shots are fired and I get separated from Lilly.

"LILLY!!!" I shout as I keep moving forward. Everybody is screaming and I still hear shots being fired, so I know she won't hear me. I don't know where I'm going, but I just keep moving forward. I scream and start to cry when a person near me falls to the ground. I want to help her, but I get pushed forward and can't get to her. I scream when I feel a hand on my arm.

"Miley!" Lilly shouts over the madness. I want to hug her, I'm so happy to see her, but I know I can't do that right now. Me and Lilly move forward and turn down the nearest hallway. We see the front doors down the hall and we both break into a sprint to get to those doors. We're almost there when we see the 2 people ahead of us get shot. Me and Lilly scream and dive into the nearest doorway as we hear more shots fired, most likely where we were just standing.

"Oh my god, Miley, we need to move!" Lilly says, jumping up and realizing that we, of course, dove into a bathroom where the only other exit was a window, 6 feet off the ground. She groans and looks around, knowing that our only way out was the door that lead to the hallway where one of the gunmen were.

"Lilly, come here, let's try this" I say, pointing at the stalls of the bathroom. Me and Lilly jump into the same stall and we jump up on the toilet, tears running down our faces, hearts pounding. We hear somebody come into the bathroom.

"Where did they go?" He sounded so calm, like it wasn't a big deal that he was walking around the school with a gun, shooting people. Like it didn't bother them at all. Just hearing his voice made me angry, knowing that this was the guy shooting my friends and classmates.

"They probably just jumped into another room. It doesn't matter, we're not here for specific people." Another male voice answered. I hear them leave the bathroom and start running down the hall. Gunshots start again. Me and Lilly stand there for another 5 minutes before we hop off the toilet seat. I peek out into the hall and see that it's empty, except for the people on the ground. I feel the tears flowing freely down my face when I see somebody from my 3rd period biology classes lying in a pool of blood on the floor. I want to go help her, when a shot whizzes by me and Lilly.

"RUN MILEY!!" I feel Lilly push me and we jump around the corner when we hear more gunshots. Me and Lilly sprint down the hall and turn into the staircase when the gunman turns down the hallway we're in. There's a door at the back of the staircase and me and Lilly jump at it and realize that it's been locked.

"Of all the days to lock the doors, it has to be today!" Lilly yells. We hear footsteps coming down the hallway and were forced to do the last thing I wanted to do. We had to go upstairs, which would probably wouldn't do us much good, considering once you're upstairs, the only way back down is the staircases. We sprint up the stairs and make it up just as gunshots start in the staircase. We start sprinting down the hall when Lilly has an idea.

"In here!" She says quietly, and pulls me into the bathroom. We use our idea from before and go into stall and stand on the toilet seats. We stand there and try to quiet our breathing. We hear the gunman running down the hall and we are relieved when we hear him run past the bathroom. We do not move, however, because we are not making the same mistake as last time. There is more than one gunman and just because one passed, did not mean that there wasn't another nearby. We stay put and wait. And we wait. And we wait for what feels like hours before we hear footsteps coming down the hall. Somebody comes into the bathroom.

"Is anybody in here?" We hear a voice ask as the person pushes the doors to the stalls open. The door to our stall is pushed open and we see a police officer standing there.

"Are you girls alright? What are your names?" He asks, helping us down from the toilet seat. My legs feel stiff.

"I'm Lilly Truscott, and she's Miley Stewart." I hear Lilly answer the officer, as he pushed open the rest of the stalls.

"Ok, girls, come with me." The officer says, letting us both go first. We notice that there are students filing out of the classrooms, and we look for our friends, especially Oliver and Jackson. We see Jackson coming out of a classroom and we both run over to him. He puts his arms around me and Lilly and hugs us tightly.

"I'm so glad that you guys are ok." He says to us both. The 3 of us walk downstairs and outside. Outside the school there's a huge crowd of people. Parents, new crews, police officers, there's just so many people standing out there, behind yellow tape. We walk out over the empty space between us and all of the people, and we see my dad come running to the front.

"Let me through, those are my kids! Let me through!" We hear him yelling, and pushing people out of the way. He ducks under the tape and grabs the 3 of us in a huge hug. We are more than happy to hug back. The police officers ask us our names again, write them down, and then tell us that we need to get back behind the tape. We do and we make our way to the back of the crowd, where we find Lilly's parents running over.

"LILLY! Miley, Jackson!" They yell as the grab Lilly in hug and start crying. They reach out and grab me, Jackson, and my dad in the hug, too, and we're all standing there, crying because of what we've been through today. There's something about an ordeal like this that brings people closer together. We see people we know and soon we are standing there crying and hugging everybody we know. We see Saint Sarah and we hug her, and we are soon joined by Amber, who is sobbing uncontrollably. She told us that Ashley had been shot while they were trying hide in a classroom and that she had been taken away in an ambulance. We all hug her tightly, all of us sobbing now, knowing that she is only one of many injured by these gunmen, all of us still unsure of who made it out and who didn't. It doesn't matter whether we got along before or not, because there is something about the whole situation that makes us forget that we never were friends with Amber or Ashley, we just want to comfort and be comforted by each other.

"Miley, Lilly, Amber, Sarah?" Jake Ryan jogs over to us. He seems to be almost in a daze, like he really couldn't believe this had happened, like it hadn't hit him yet. He leaned down and joined our group hug, tears beginning to fall from his eyes when he hears about Ashley. We all sit there hugging each other, when I catch Lilly's eye and she voices what I know we've both been thinking since we left the school.

"Miley, where's Oliver?" She asks in a shaky voice. We both turn and look around, when we see Mr. and Mrs. Oken talking to my dad and Lilly's parents, all of them crying.

Authors Note: yeah I'm not really sure how I did with this chapter, so let me know? Please?