Thanks to all those who reviewed! I'm sorry it's late, but after all the feedback, I think I want to make this a bunch of one-shots. This story (Senority) will be two chapters.

Senority Chapter 1 is rated T.

AU Liley

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana, or its characters.

Senority Chapter 1

Lilly's POV

I have never been more turned on in my entire life. I was sitting on the bench, half listening to Coach's pep talk, watching as the Miley Stewert danced and cheered. I know it's cliche, the basketball player wanting the hot cheerleader, but what can one do when you want something so bad, it hurts? Focusing back on the game, I watched as the game clock neared a close, and the game went into overtime. Since I was a senior, this was my last shot at All State, and I wanted it bad. Coach put all five of us seniors on the court to start, and the crowd went nuts. The announcer roared our names, obviously someone who was a fan of the Seaview High Jaguars. I motioned my teammates in for a huddle.

"Alright, time to get this show on the road. Let's run Wildcat 5. Samantha, take down the ball." I ordered, looking down at the 5'8" point guard.

"Yes Captain." She jokingly saluted, all of us seniors laughing at Sam's antics.

We clapped one another on the back, and headed out to begin the overtime of our lives.

Sam passed me the ball while I was in the air. Being unnaturally tall for a girl at 6'6", it wasn't hard for me to dunk. When the whole game is on the line, I have to focus. This is my last chance to get Miley to notice me. I grabbed the ball, spun in the air and slammed the ball through the net. All I heard was the buzzer. I never actually heard the swish, or the crowd screaming. All I know is, that when I looked over at the sidelines towards Miley and her cheerleaders, Miley blushed and blew me a kiss. That's all I needed. Other than winning All State, and being awarded the game ball, Miley was on my mind.

After I had managed to break away from the crowds after changing, I looked for my baby. The way my Ducati purred when I revved the engine made me sigh. I was so busy day dreaming about taking a joy ride, that I didn't feel a hand on my shoulder. I turned, looked at the hand, and followed up the arm to see Miley Stewert. With Miley's hand still on my shoulder, I turned to face her.

"Hey, can I help you?" I asked, collected on the outside, mentally flipping on the inside.

She giggled. "Yea. I was wondering if you could give me a ride home. Mik kind of ditched me. I know it's horrible to ask you, since I'm sure you want to go out and cele-" I cut her off.

"No, I would love to give you a ride. But, I have to ask a question."

"What do you need to know?" she asked, head cocked upwards, since she was about 5'9".

"Do you like motorcycles?"

Turns out, that Miley had never riden a motorcycle before. When I gave her the helmet and straddled my Ducati, she just stared at me.

"Come on. Get behind me and hold on." I told her, trying not to blush.

Miley climbed behind me and tentatively wrapped her arms around my waist.

"Do you mind if I stop by my house first? I have to take a shower. Then I can take you home." I said, turning my head as I revved the engine again.

"Yeah, you only live a couple blocks away from me anyway." Miley replied, as I got out of my parking space.

"Altight. Hang on tight little lady." I replied, as I whipped out of the school's parking lot. Miley gripped my waist tighter and screamed a bit. I just laughed as the cool night air swam across our bodies.

Arriving at my house, we got off the bike and headed through my garage.

"My parents are out of town so make yourself at home, I'll be down in a few." I told Miley, showing her the TV remote and the couch.

"Okay, don't be too long." Miley called after me.

After the quickest shower of my life, I started throwing on my sports bra, my boxers, and as I was pulling on ,my sweats, I heard a scream. I sprinted down the stairs, completely forgetting that I wasn't fully dressed.

"Miley? Are you okay?" I shouted, looking for her.

"I'm fine, I just slipped and I think I twist-" Miley stopped, and she took a look at me.

Miley's POV

Looking at Lilly's rock hard six pack, and her well defined arms, I started to drool. Even though I've never really liked girls in that way, looking at Lilly made me want to like her in that way. I realized I was staring, when I saw the confused look on her face.

Lilly's POV

I think Miley, the Miley Stewert, just checked me out! Back to the task at hand...

"Do you think you can walk?" I asked, walking over and kneeling down beside her.

"I don't think so, I already tried. That's why I screamed." Miley said, looking a bit ashamed.

"Alright, well I'll take care of that." I said, and I started to reach for her, so I could pick her up bridal style. "Wait. I'm going to carry you up to my room, is that okay with you? Or do you just want me to take you to your house?" I asked, hoping that she'd agree to the former.

"You can take me up to your room, I'll just need to tell my dad that I'm staying the night here. He may not know you personally, but he loves to watch you play basketball, so I think he'll be fine with it." Miley said, rolling her eyes at her dad.

"Well, tell him I'm glad I can entertain him." I said sarcastically, reaching for Miley again. Miley laughed, and put her arm around my neck as I lifted her.

"Sorry if I'm heavy." Miley whispered, blushing.

"You're light as a feather. I didn't even realize I had picked you up." I said, blushing at our close proximity, and my lack of dress.

We walked the rest of the way in companionable silence, me trying hard not to stare at the beauty in my arms. I reached my door, and pushed it open. I laid Miley down on the bed, and went to my bathroom for my first aid kit, that had a ton of ankle wraps. Upon reentering my room, Miley raised an eyebrow at my first aid kit.

"What? I play basketball. I get hurt a lot, so I never know when I'll need it." I said, shrugging my shoulders. I started blushing when I realized something. "Uh, I may have to remove your boots. And maybe your jeans."

Miley looked at me like I was crazy. "Why?" Miley questioned.

"So I can wrap you ankle, and since your jeans are the super skinny kind, it'll be hard to just roll them up your shin." I explained, trying hard not to blush anymore.

"Oh, okay. I trust you not to hurt me." Miley said, batting her eyes at me jokingly.

"Haha. Right." I whispered, trying to focus on making my hands stop shaking.

I reached over to unbutton Miley's jeans...

Miley's POV

I can't take this anymore! I have to kiss her, feel her hands on me! I reached for her as she moved over me...

Lilly's POV

I felt Miley's lips before I saw what happened. Oh, bliss! Her lips fit against mine perfectly!

Miley's POV

As I kissed Lilly, I closed my eyes and saw fireworks, I heard bells and whistles. I hope she hears and feels as amazing as I do.

Lilly's POV

As great as this kiss is, I can't breathe! I have to pull away!

TBC

I hate to do that to everyone but I just did so ha! Please review! Again, I'm sorry for the insanely late review! I had to deal with a lot of drama at school, most of it involving me in some way. But I hope for quicker reviews in the future!

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