Warning: If you don't like girlxgirl pairings, then I suggest you leave now. There's nothing here that you will enjoy.

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My Perfect Life

"My Stupid Friend's Plan"

"So this girl search thing is about you looking for a girlfriend?" Miley asked, her brow raised questioningly at her best friend as her, Lily, and Oliver sat in the food court in the mall.

Lily blushed as she quickly started drinking her soda to avoid answering while Oliver just nodded in confirmation, noisily chewing his hamburger.

It was only last night that Miley became the last of the trio to find out about Lily's new found sexuality. Despite the tears and sobs, Miley felt that she and Lily became a little closer that night...if that was even possible.

It was rare that Lily was ever as vulnerable as last night, despite her emotional nature. And even though Miley hated seeing Lily in pain, she always looked forward to comforting the blond after she came down from emotional roller coasters as she did last night. There was just something about holding and smothering her friend with affection that just felt right. The brunette just notched it up to her maternal instinct reacting to Lily's turmoils.

But now that Miley had finally been let into the loop, there was another matter that didn't exactly sit well with her...

"Are you sure you should be looking to start dating? I mean, shouldn't you wait till you're... you know, more comfortable with yourself ?" Miley asked worriedly, idly picking at her fries.

If last night was any kind of indicator, Lily was in no state to be throwing herself at other girls.

"Well, it wasn't exactly my idea," the blond muttered, cutting a glance at the lone male at the table.

Oliver blinked rapidly.

"Hey, you came to me for advice, right? And I still say the quickest way to come to terms with yourself is to get yourself a girlfriend. A good looking one.....A hot...sexy....," Oliver trailed off as his gaze turned blank, a goofy smile on his face.

Miley and Lily looked at each other before nodding as one.

Oliver yelped as Lily pinched his arm and as Miley balled up a napkin and beaned him in the forehead.

"New rule. No lesbian fantasies involving me," Lily said mock seriously, poking Oliver in the shoulder.

"Especially when you're siting right next to her," Miley added, wagging a french fry at him.

Oliver sniffed as he crossed his arms

"You guys are no fun."

He stopped his sulking when he suddenly remembered something important.

"Oh yeah, speaking of the girl search, I think I finally found a date for you," Oliver announced proudly. "Guess who just came out of the closet?"

The two girls blinked at him.

"...me?" Lily guessed, pointing at herself.

Oliver just gave her a dry look.

"Who?" Miley asked curiously.

"Jeanette Beager," Oliver said with pride, puffing his chest out.

Lily flushed and her eyes widened while Miley gaped at him.

"Jeanette Beager? Redhead Jeanette?" Miley asked disbelievingly.

Oliver scoffed.

"Not just a redhead. I'm talking double D's, miles of legs, face of an angel Jeannette," Oliver said smugly.

"Wow," Lily said in awe, which caused Miley to frown at her. "And...she's single?

"Not just single," Oliver pointed out, waggling his eyebrows. "Single and interested. I got good word from the grape vine that she's a sucker for blonds."

Lily flushed harder, while Miley frowned deeper.

"Wait you guys, this is rushing it a bit, don't you think?" Miley reasoned.

"Up to Lily," Oliver said, both he and Miley staring pointedly at the blond.

Lily laughed nervously as she avoided the pointed stares.

"I-It wouldn't hurt to let her know that, um, I'm single...and interested too," Lily finally said, causing Oliver to fist pump in victory while Miley glared at him.

"Fine, but just tell her that Lily happens to be batting for the same team, and that's it," Miley compromised, crossing her arms as she stared firmly at Oliver. "And tell her if she wants to ask Lils out, she has to talk to me first, capice?"

"Yes my master," Oliver said mockingly, bowing at her.

Lily giggled at his antics while Miley just smirked.

Gathering up his stuff, the teen waved at the girls. "Anyways, gotta get home and finish up my chores before mom gets home. Uh...you guys mind helping me-"

"Oh my, look at the time!" Lily suddenly spoke up, a shocked look on her face as she stared worriedly down at her watch.

"Oh my indeed! Sorry Oliver, but we need to..uh," Miley shot a glance at Lily.

"Catch that tampon sale at the dollar store!" Lily blurted out.

A deafening silence fell onto the table as Miley and Oliver stared at the blond, Miley's saying 'is that best you could come up with!?' and Oliver's saying 'they sell tampons at the dollar store?'.

Lily blushed as she cleared her throat, looking away as she stood up.

"C-Come on Miles, we better get going," Lily managed to say as she grabbed Miley's hand and yanked her out of her seat.

"Uh, later Oliver," Miley waved at the boy, still glaring at the embarrassed blond as she was dragged away.

Oliver waved back, a dumbstruck look still on his face.

"Dollar store tampons?" Miley asked dryly once the two friends slowed down their pace, still holding hands as the walked side by side.

"I didn't see you come up with anything," Lily shot back petulantly.

"...Dollar store tampons?"

The two friends glanced at each other before cracking up together.

"So you're really looking for a girlfriend? I mean, of course you would, but right now?" Miley asked after a few moments of silence.

Lily looked thoughtful for a second before smiling crookedly at Miley.

"I guess. Cause, you know, it would be nice to go out on a date with a girl for once."

Miley smiled back.

"Probably would be a lot of fun. Going shopping together, getting manicures together, getting your hair done together...what?" Miley asked when Lily started snickering.

"You're such a girl," Lily chuckled, bumping shoulders with the taller girl.

Miley frowned.

"Whats that suppose to mean?"

Lily just shook her head bemusedly as the two friends continued on their way, their joined hands swinging back and forth.

Two days later....

"You what!?" Miley and Lily shouted at the same time, Lily in excitement, Miley in outrage.

Oliver flinched at Miley's heated glare. He knew he was going to get flak for his actions, but he had to make the decision.

The three friends had gathered at Oliver's place at his request, and once gathered on the living room couch, he had gave them the bad news....bad to Miley, anyways.

"W-well this morning, I went over to the restaurant that Jeannette works at and I told her about I had a friend that happened to swing the same way, and uh," Oliver gulped. The increasingly heated look Miley was giving him was causing beads of sweat to slide down back.

"And, uh, she asked me if Lily would be interested in coming up to her work after her shift ended. Um, apparently the manager would be willing to treat them to a free dinner," Oliver finished, trying to focus on Lily's excited smile and not Miley's murderous gaze.

"What time?" Lily asked, wringing her hands happily while bouncing on her toes, a wide smile on her face.

Oliver grinned.

"Seven. And she said to dress casual, nothing fancy."

Lily squealed and hugged Oliver.

"You're the best doughnut ever!" Lily broke the hug and look pleadingly at Miley. "You'll help me get ready, right?"

Miley kept her dark glare on Oliver, but nodded anyway.

Lily squealed again and hugged Miley, who's glare never faltered.

Oliver chuckled nervously, pulling at his collar.

"I'm going to start going through my clothes. Come over around six," Lily said as she hopped off the couch and waved as she headed for the door.

Oliver gulped when he heard the front door close.

"I thought I told you to tell her she has to talk to me first," Miley growled as she grabbed a couch cushion and whacked the boy over the head.

"What was I suppose to say? 'Sorry, but you're not allowed to ask out the girl who's obviously interested till you've talked to her Nazi best friend'?" Oliver asked incredulously.

"Yes!" Miley shouted, whacking him again.

After enduring a few more whacks and discouraging the pissed teen from using a harder object to strike him with, the two started watching tv to pass the time.

"I don't see what the problem is Miley," Oliver sighed out as he idly flipped through television channels.

Miley rolled her eyes.

"The problem is that I really think it's a bad idea for Lily to be dating right now," Miley said, snatching the remote away when Oliver failed to pause on any of the last fifteen channels. "She's still not very confident with her...situation. It would be easy for some slut to take advantage of her and jump down her pants."

Oliver blinked at her blankly.

"...I still don't see the problem."

Miley opened her mouth to retort, but instead snapped it shut and sighed heavily.

"Boys," she muttered darkly, turning her attention to the television as she stopped on a channel the was showing giant robots fighting each other.

Yawning loudly, Oliver got more comfortable on the couch, scratching himself lazily.

After a moment of silence between the two friends, Oliver decided he should voice his thoughts.

"I just think that if Lils went on a few nice dates with some girls, she'd feel a whole lot more comfortable with herself," the teenage boy said conversationally. "And you have to admit that Jeanette is as nice as they come."

Miley glanced at him but didn't respond. Although she was staring at the tv, she wasn't really watching it. Her mind was still pondering about her best friend.

It was only several days ago that the spunky blond had dropped the bombshell on her, thus it was still a subject that plagued her thoughts constantly.

While she did believe that Oliver might be on to something, there was no way in hell she was leaving Lily in the care of some stranger when she wasn't emotionally grounded yet.

Miley glanced at Oliver again, a curious look on her face.

"Oliver, if Lily had been gay all her life and just suddenly discovered she was straight, would you be saying she should be out dating guys right now?"

"Hell no," he automatically responded, a frown on his face as his eyes remained glued to the tv.

Miley glared at him, resisting the urge smack him upside the head.

After a few moments, Oliver squirmed uncomfortably when he realized Miley was still glaring at him.

"Look Miles, guys are different from girls. We, ah, usually only have one goal in mind when it comes to dating girls," he reasoned, finally turning away from the tube to meet his friends gaze.

"We're not talking about her dating your average straight girl. We're talking about lesbians, remember?" Miley pointed out, crossing her arms. "I'm pretty sure when they're out dating, the same could be applied to them."

Oliver didn't looked convinced as he just shrugged.

Miley sucked her teeth, and turned back to the television.

"Just let it go Miles, it'll be alright," the teenage boy reasoned.

Miley frowned to herself.

"I just don't want to see her get hurt," she mumbled.

The next several minutes were spent watching some random cartoons.

"Just curious," Miley spoke up abruptly. " If this was the other way around and she was having guy problems instead of girl problems, what would you do?" she asked, not really caring, just trying to create conversation.

Oliver shrugged again and turned back to the television, an amused grin on his face.

"I would probably ask her out myself just to make sure some random guy doesn't do it and ends up hurting her," Oliver joked.

When Miley didn't respond after a few silent beats, Oliver turned to her and frowned when he saw the smile on her face.

"Uh, Miles-"

"Why didn't I think of that?"

"Wait Miley, I-"

"I could be the perfect first-lesbian-date for her!"

"But your not-"

"You're brilliant!" Miley shouted, giving him a quick hug before jumping off the couch.

"Miley! Hold up!" Oliver called out as he too jumped up, cursing loudly when he smashed his shin against the wooden coffee table.

"No Time! Gotta make plans! Later!" Miley rushed out as she bolted out the front door.

Oliver gaped after her, wondering what the hell he had just unleashed.

For a brief moment, Miley wondered what the hell she was doing as she sat on Lily's bed as the blond tried on dress after dress. Her earlier enthusiasm about kicking Jeanette to the curb and asking Lily out herself had trickled out when she realized just how self absorbed it sounded.

She would only be doing it to satisfy her need to protect Lily. And she figured that the last thing Lily needed was her coddling her like a baby.

However, she was still determined to convince Lily to back away for now when she arrived at the girls house. But when Lily answered the door and gave her that excited squeal, she caved in like the weakling that she was.

So instead, she decided she would settle for stalking Lily when she met up with the redhead.

Miley sighed.

I'm so pathetic, she thought miserably.

"I'll take that sigh as a no then," Lily said dejectedly, throwing the blouse she had pulled out back into her closet.

Miley grinned at Lily.

"Just wear what you usually wear Lils. She'd have to be crazy not to fall head over heels for you," Miley reassured.

Lily gave her a nervous look.

"But what if she takes one look at me and blows me off," Lily fretted.

Then I'll break her nose.

Miley successfully suppressed the the thought, though it did bring a smile to her face.

"She wont, Lily. You're way to lovable."

The blond smiled gratefully at her and turned back to her closet, sifting through the mountain of clothes.

Miley sighed as pulled out her cell phone. While Lily got ready for her date tonight, Miley thought she might as well get her own ready...

"What?" Jake ask incredulously, blinking rapidly at the girl sitting across from him.

He and Miley were on a date at a low key outdoor Italian restaurant, enjoying the soft music played on several speakers. They had been sitting at their table for no more than a minute before Miley had asked the most random of questions.

"I said, what do you think of homosexuals? You know, gays and lesbians?" Miley asked casually, staring down at the silverware she was fiddling with, her chin resting on her propped up hand.

Jake observed her for a second before shrugging.

"Nothing really. Doesn't affect me in any way," Jake answered, wondering where the heck Miley was going with this.

The brunette just hummed in response. Jake had the clear feeling that Miley wasn't really there with him. It looked like her mind was a thousand miles away.

"So, whats so special about this place?" Jake asked, looking around. Miley had called him and asked him out of the blue if he wanted to go to dinner at this place that she really wanted try out.

Besides being outdoors, it looked like your regular family restaurant.

"No reason in particular," Miley mumbled, shooting a glance to the side. Across the dining area, she could spy Jeanette Beager waiting tables.

I don't see whats so special about her, Miley thought darkly, forcing her eyes not to notice her generous curves and her lengthy legs.

A beeping noise filled the air.

"Whats that?" Jake asked curiously as Miley flinched before quickly reaching in her purse to silence her cell phone.

"Ah, nothing. I set my alarm for seven because...it's my favorite time," Miley lied lamely.

Jake just looked at her as if she was insane.

But Miley ignored his stare when her attention was diverted to the entrance where Lily had just stepped through.

She had taken Miley's advice and had worn her usual style of clothing: a long sleeved skater shirt, a jean skirt with knee high stripped socks.

Miley smiled. On anybody else it wouldn't have been worth noting, but on Lily it spoke volumes about her personality.

"Something behind me?" Jake asked as he started turning around when he noticed the way Miley was staring over his shoulder.

"No! I mean, I thought I saw a friend but I was mistaken. My, is it hot in here? So, Jakey-poo, what are you ordering?" Miley rushed out as she examined her menu with the focus of a zen master.

Jake once again seriously considered the possibility that his date had snapped.

Five minutes passed before Miley risked looking around again.

She finally spotted Lily sitting across the room in a corner booth, Jeanette across from her still wearing her waiting uniform.

It looked like Jeanette was telling Lily something, and by the look on their faces, it wasn't anything good.

Miley frowned when she saw the apologetic look Jeanette's face and the saddened one on Lily's as they both stood up and shook hands.

That bitch! Miley thought darkly as they parted ways, Lily exiting the restaurant with a down-turned gaze and Jeanette heading for the restroom.

"I'll be right back," Miley muttered through clenched teeth as she stood up abruptly, her chair screeching against the ground before heading for the bathroom.

Jake blinked and finally decided to just accept the fact that the girl he had fallen for was a nut.

During her short trip to the bathroom, Miley mentally berated herself for backing out of her earlier plan to supplant Jeanette with herself. Had it been her, Lily would still be siting in that booth, smiling and laughing and having the time of her life.

When she entered, she found the redhead staring sadly at herself in the mirror.

Miley closed the bathroom door and locked it. Just in case.

Jeanette snapped her gaze over when she heard the loud click.

"...Miley?" Jeanette said incredulously, her eyes widening at the site of her.

"Don't Miley me. What gives you the right to just blow off Lily like that, huh?" Miley scowled, stomping over to her.

Jeanette frowned as she backed away from the advancing girl.

"Were you spying on us? That's....kinda creepy."

"Answer my question Red," Miley growled , her hands planted on her hips.

They stared at each other for bit, neither speaking, before Jeanette's face flushed heavily as she glanced away and mumbled something.

"Speak up so I can hear you," Miley snapped, her glare darkening.

Jeanette sighed heavily.

"I said...it wasn't Lily who I was expecting to show up."

Miley quirked an eyebrow.

"So Oliver says Lily's gay, you ask her to come over, and you say it wasn't Lily you were expecting?" Miley said disbelievingly.

Jeanette glanced at Miley before looking away again.

"Oliver didn't say Lily. He said a close friend was gay. And I always see you and Lily with him. So I assumed it was..."

Miley tensed when Jeanette looked pointedly at her.

"You've gotta be kidding me," Miley groaned, slapping a hand to her forehead.

"Well, between you and Lily, I was really hoping it was you," Jeanette mumbled, staring down at her shoes.

"I thought you liked blonds?" Miley muttered, thinking that all this could have been avoided if everyone would have listened to her.

"Brunettes," Jeanette mumbled.

Miley pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed.

"What's done is done. It wasn't really you're fault anyways," Miley relented, mentally noting to kick Oliver between the legs the next time she saw him.

"So...want to hang out sometime?" Jeanette asked casually, kicking at the ground with her foot.

Miley stared dryly at her.

"Sorry, but I have a friend I need to find and comfort," Miley said pointedly, turning to leave.

She stopped at the door and spun around to glare at Jeanette.

"And just so you know, between me and Lily, I'm pretty sure it's clear to anybody that Lily is the better catch. I hope you realize someday how you just missed out on dating a blond, blue eyed babe who I can tell you from personal experience, looks extremely hot in a bikini."

With a huff, Miley spun around and left, leaving a bewildered redhead behind her.

"Lily! Wait up!" Miley shouted as she trotted after the blond who was heading for the nearest bus stop.

The blond stopped, turning around to stare in confusion as Miley caught up to her.

"Miley? What the heck...." Lily's eyes widened. "You were spying on me!?"

"And?" Miley drawled, quirking an eyebrow at her.

Lily blinked, before giving her a exasperated smile.

"Right. Should have known you'd do something like that," Lily said dryly, remembering the many times the two of them had spied on other people for various reasons.

Miley cleared her throat, feeling awkward about the next subject.

"Anyways, I cornered Jeanette in the bathroom and..."

"She told you she was sorely disappointed when it wasn't you who walked into that restaurant," Lily sighed, her shoulders slumping.

Miley immediately wrapped an arm around Lily's shoulders and guided them towards the bus stop.

"Don't worry about it Lily, she isn't worth it," Miley consoled, giving the blond's shoulders a squeeze.

Lily stared blankly at her.

"Okay, so what if she's, uh, physically appealing. That isn't what makes someone worth dating," Miley reasoned.

"Oliver would say otherwise," Lily muttered.

"Speaking of Oliver, remind me to break his legs and gouge out his eyes with a spork," Miley growled. "And to think I actually listened to that doofus. I knew I should have just taken you out myself."

Lily snapped her head up at that at stared her.

Miley blushed and kept her gaze focused forward.

"What? I just thought if you were looking for nice date, I would do it myself instead of trusting some bimbo." Miley stared at the blond from the corner of her eye. "And I was right, wasn't I?"

Lily chuckled, wrapping an arm around Miley's waist and bringing them closer together. She could always count on the popstar to be an overbearing and overprotective mother hen.

"Thanks Miles, you're always looking out for me," Lily said mockingly.

Miley frowned and reached over with her other hand to poke her friend in the cheek.

Lily giggled and smiled brightly at her, her eyes lit up with happiness and contentment.

Miley blinked before grinning crookedly as she leaned over to lightly butt heads with her best friend as the two giggling girls continued towards the bus stop. Yup, Jeanette was an utter fool to pass up an opportunity with a girl like Lily.

Miley frowned suddenly, staring thoughtfully at nothing.

"Something wrong?" Lily asked.

Miley glanced at her and smiled.

"I just had the feeling I was forgetting something. Don't worry, I'm sure it's nothing important."

Meanwhile....

"Uh sir? We're closing," the manager said apologetically to the young man seated by himself at a table set for two.

Jake groaned as he resisted the urge to bang his head on the table.

"And is the convertible parked out front yours? Because I just saw a tow truck drive away with it."

This time, Jake slammed his forehead onto the table, muttering curses under his breath, wondering where the hell his mentally disturbed date had wandered off to.

"And how shall you be paying for the check?" the manager asked, eyeing the slip of paper on the table..

Jake tensed before repeatedly banging his forehead against the table.

He had given it to Miley to hold in her purse.

to be continued...

AN:Annnnnd there it is. Yup. So......yeah. Review? Okay, go ahead and review.