Monday morning, Miley Stewart was back at Happy Life Magazine working hard. She had tried her best to type up an article on Friday's football game without the interview but it was very difficult to make it to the length she needed. Now, Miley was contemplating just making the interview up because she highly doubted anyone who knew him would read it. She sure as hell didn't think the jerk of a coach last night read Happy Life Magazine. In fact, she was sure no men probably read it at all.

Miley began making up the interview to add a bit of length to the article. She kept his responses short so there was not really anything that would stand out and make people comment on his responses. That was all she needed. Then she would have to explain how he really never said any of it and how she just thought up what he would probably say. Somehow she did not think that would go over well with Helga. Therefore, she kept the coach's commentary short and sweet.

However, she couldn't refrain from making his responses make him sound like a terrible coach. Not after the way he had treated her the previous Friday night.

There was a knock on the door just as Miley was finishing up her article.

"Come in!" Miley called, not looking up from her computer. She figured it was Justin telling her Helga wanted to talk to her about how her article was coming along.

"Hi..." A foreign voice said kind of awkwardly. Not recognizing the voice, Miley glanced up.

"Hey.." Miley responded just as awkwardly.

At first, Miley had no idea who he was. It took her a moment before she realized it was the coach who had yelled at her on Friday.

Miley could not believe she had failed to notice how attractive he was the night before. He was so gorgeous, he could model.

"I , uh, I brought you these," the coach said nervously, holding out a bunch of tulips to her. Miley hated tulips but she was not going to tell him that.

"Uh, thanks," Miley responded, not quite sure why this man who had screamed at her last night was now giving her tulips. She put the vase down on the desk.

"It was no problem, really," the coach responded.

Miley awkwardly nodded, not sure what to say. She was confused, to say the least, as to why he was standing in her office.

"Mind if I take a seat?" The man asked, a bit more confidence in his voice.

"Sure," Miley said. In all honesty, she didn't have time for this. She had an article to finish writing and she was sure this man would once again be no help.

"I just wanted to apologize for screaming at you last night. I was being-"

Miley cut him off.

"A complete and total jerk?" Miley finished for him with sass in her tone.

"Yeah, you could say that. Listen, I normally don't act like that. In fact, it's a rare occurrence I act like that at all. You just caught me at a really bad time. I'm sorry if I upset you or anything.." The coach replied sincerely.

"To be honest, I was cursing your name the entire way home," Miley responded, not a hint of emotion in her voice.

"If I were you, I would've done the exact same thing. Look, I am really embarrassed by the way I acted the other night and I was hoping to make it up to you. I would be happy to do the interview for you now, if you want me to."

"Well, I already started to fill it out.." Miley said and then clamped her hand over her mouth. That wasn't supposed to have come out.

She tried to take it back, "What I mean is, I-"

"Guessed what I would answer to your questions?" The coach asked, amused. He had a smirk on his face.

"..Something like that.." Miley said, embarrassed. Her face was a deep shade of red.

"Well, let's see how I compare to your answers for the questions?" The coach asked, still smiling.

".. Ok. I'm Miley by the way.." She said and then added, "But I'm sure you already know that seeing as you found my office.."

"Yeah, you introduced yourself the other night.. But I didn't. I'm Nick," he said, holding out his hand.

Miley shook his outstretched hand and smiled a little.

"Well, that's get this interview started!" Miley said, hoping he forgot about the fact that she had already made up some of the answers to the questions. That would not be good if it got back to the boss.

"Ok, let's. What's the first question?"

"How do you feel about the outcome of the game?" Miley asked, laying her hands on the keyboard, getting ready to type his response.

"Alright, so, what did you expect I'd say?" Nick asked curiously.

Miley gave a sheepish grin, her face turning pink again. Nick hadn't forgotten after all.

"Ummm, I was really angry at you when I wrote these so please don't take any offense. I thought you'd say, 'It doesn't really matter to me whether we win or lose. It's the players' fault if we lose, I can't do anything to help them while they play.'"

Nick began to chuckle.

"I'm sorry, I'm not laughing at you but did you really think I'd say that?"

"Ummm... Yes?" Miley responded.

"Good thing I showed up then or my name might be tarnished," Nick joked.

Miley smiled a bit. A teeny, tiny smile at him.

"Look, it's my job to come up with the questions, not the answers. It's not really my forte. Now, what's your real answer?" Miley asked.

"Well, I was not happy whatsoever after that game but to be honest, it was a learning experience for the entire team. I think it showed them that just because we were undefeated and the other team hadn't won a game yet, didn't mean the game was ours. It showed them that they had to go out there and give 110% every Friday night, regardless of who the opponent was. I think the loss also brought them closer together as a team because they all wanted to win our next game against the Warriors so much more," Nick responded and then glanced up at Miley after, as if asking if his answer were ok.

"Perfect. Ok, next question. What values do you feel drove your team to improve so much from last year's season?" Miley asked, pulling a loose piece of hair back behind her ear.

"And what did you think I would say?" Nick asked.

"Are we going to do this for every single question?" Miley asked, giggling.

"Yes, we are," Nick said with a smile and sat awaiting her response.

"Ok. I said that you'd say, 'My expertise coaching.'"

"You really thought I was that big of an ass Friday night?" Nick asked with raised eyebrows.

"Pretty much," Miley responded, embarrassed. Nick chuckled.

"I really don't blame you for thinking that," Nick replied, sincerely. In truth, he really didn't care that she had made answers up for his responses. He kind of doubted many people read Happy Life Magazine anyway. Plus, he was amused by the answers she thought he would say.

"Just answer the question," Miley said, grinning.

At first she had just forgotten to be angry with Nick when he walked through the door because she had been taken so off guard. Now, however, she truly wasn't all that angry with him. In fact, she thought he was an ok guy and enjoyed his sense of humor.

"The number one value that drove our team was teamwork. This year's captains really worked hard to bring the guys closer together as a family. The closer the guys got, the more they shared that common goal of wanting to win. There was also the value of determination. From the very first practice, these boys worked their hardest. Over the summer many of the guys worked out to prepare for the season. Their dedication really paid off as you can see from our season so far," Nick replied and Miley continued to type.

"These are good responses. Ok, next question. What's your favorite part about coaching?"

Nick crossed his legs in his seat and folded his arms as he leaned back.

"I'd just love to hear what you answered this one with," He said, grinning.

"For the record, I wasn't really going to publish these answers. I wrote them to vent a bit of my anger. I wrote in, 'My favorite part about coaching is getting to scream at people. I just love bossing people around. I really love screaming in women's faces to. It gives me a great sense of authority," Miley said, embarrassed by what she had written. She looked away from Nick.

"I apologize again. I must have really rubbed you the wrong way for you to write a response like that," Nick responded.

"It's ok. So, how would you answer it?" Miley asked, changing the subject quickly away from her response.

"What I love most about coaching is the fact that this is what I've always knew I wanted to do. Even when I played in high school and college. As a player, my coaches had such a big influence on my life. I wanted to be able to do the same thing for other boys and now, here I am."

"Aw, whaddya know? You do have a sensitive side.." Miley said with a grin.

"I guess I do.." Nick replied.

"Alright. So the final question is 'what do you think the key to happiness is?'"

"Well, the answer you wrote should be quite interesting.." Nick said, waiting for her to tell her what it was.

"This was probably my best one. 'I think the key to happiness would be for me to see a psychologist since I certainly have some anger issues. I should also not flip out on innocent woman. Not that I have a chance of getting married anyways."

Nick laughed and then smiled.

"You're way off on that one. My real answer is, 'I think the key to happiness is to do what you love and be with people that make you happy. The only real way to happiness is to go out there and follow your dreams. To make the most out of this life that you possibly can."

"Thankfully, that too is better than what I made up. Maybe this article won't suck as much as I thought it would.." Miley said, thoughtfully.

"Well, no article about me sucks. Period," Nick joked.

"When I make things up about you it does," Miley said and smirked.

Nick folded his hands in his lap and smiled at Miley. He gazed straight her.

"So, do you maybe wanna go out sometime?" Nick asked.

"Ummm..." Miley said, not quite sure how to refuse him. He seemed nice now but she had not forgotten how much of an ass he had been on Friday night.

"Is that a no?" Asked Nick, a bit of hurt showing on his face.

"I'm afraid so," Miley replied awkwardly.

"Alright. Well, I'll see you around, Miley," Nick said as he stood up and walked towards her office door.

"Bye Nick," Miley called after him as he walked out into the hallway.

Miley stared out the doorway after him for a few minutes, and then turned back to her computer. She had an article to write.

A/N

I know it's pretty short but I kind of liked where it cut off. I had such a crappy day today and just needed to write to get my mind off of it. But, on the bright side, you guys got an update out of it (:

Thanks for the reviews, I enjoy reading them! & a special shoutout to MissQueenyB for being the first to review it!

Next one will probably be out within the week. I can't promise anything though because I have a lot going on with school right now.

Read and Review, please!

~Luce