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Chapter 2

Okay, so today is the day. You know what I mean right? Yeah you do! It's time for my little lesson on football with Jackson!

Last night I had the craziest dream. I dreamt that Jackson and I were dating. I think this means something. I decided to see what my dream meant by going to and online dream interpretation test. Stupid… but I think it actually works.

It said that I have feelings for him… and he has feelings for me.

I hope it's right… because I got all excited.

I know I shouldn't be getting all worked up by this… because it Miley's brother… but I can't help it.

What's confusing is that I also have a slight crush on Ben still… and besides, the only reason I'm doing this is because I want to impress him. I think Ben likes sporty girls. At least I hope.

Now I'm all confused because I have no idea who I really like more than a friend! Both of then are cute, and nice, and cool…. So I guess I like both of them.

I heard a honk. It was Jackson waiting for me.

I opened the car door, jumped inside, and slammed the door shut.

"Hey Lilly, sorry I was late… I was at the beach with my girlfriend, and she kept me overtime." That's when it hit me. I had completely forgotten that he had a girlfriend. Yesterday, I remember that Miley was telling me about her.

Miley told me her name was… Izzy? No, no, no…. it was Lizzie. Even worse! UGH! I hate that name! Frizzy Lizzie! HAHA!

"Oh, that's fine." Of course it wasn't fine. I was waiting at the school for about an hour!

"Cool. So I was thinking we would practice either at my house, or the football field near our house." Jackson waited for me to reply.

"At your house would be fine."

"Okay."

It was a quiet ride the rest of the way.

I don't think the dream thing on the computer was right. Why would he like me back when he has a girlfriend?

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"Hey Lilly, hey Jackson." Miley said as Jackson pulled up.

"Hi." I said.

"I'll leave you guys alone so I don't BOTHER you." Miley said, looking at Jackson. She then gave him a look, and turned away.

What was that about?

I looked at Jackson strangely and he seemed to notice.

"What?" He asked, acting like he didn't know why I was looking at him.

"Oh nothing…" I said and looked away.

"Okay, let's start with catching." He went to the garage to get the football.

He started walking towards me.

"Now, you have to have your thumbs touching and your pointer fingers touching. Like this." He showed me.

"Okay, how's this?" I said and showed him my hands.

"Perfect. Then, when the ball comes towards you, you open your fingers just a tad, and bring the ball towards you when you catch it."

"Got it." I said. I can do this. I'm pretty good with football… I think.

"Ready?" Without giving me time to answer he threw the ball at me, making a spiral.

The ball bounced off my hand and landed beside me.

"Oh great." I sighed, and picked up the ball.

"Just try again." He threw the ball at me again, and I didn't catch it… again.

A few hundred years later, he called Miley out.

"What?!" Miley screamed when she was standing next to him.

"I need your help. Just throw the ball at me."

"Whatever." She said and threw it at him.

Jackson caught it without any hesitation. He didn't let go of the ball so he could show me how to hold it.

"Okay, I think I got it this time." I said with confidence.

"Alright."

Jackson through me the ball, and I almost caught it, but it slipped out of my hands.

"Here, let me help you." Jackson said. He came from behind me and wrapped his arms around mine, and he then held my hands the way they should be.

What was he doing, and why would he do this?

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"I'm just helping you." He said.

"Okay Miley, throw the ball." Jackson said.

She smiled and threw the ball at my hands.

I caught it this time.

"Great job!" Jackson complimented me.

"You were the one who caught it." I said.

"But the ball was in your hands. You want to try it again?"

"Sure." I said.

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Miley kept on smiling at me when we were in her room talking.

"What?" I asked, getting a little annoyed with her.

"I think I know someone who likes you." She said and looked behind me.

I turned around to look at what she was looking at and I saw Jackson looking at us for a second, but I guess he stopped looking at us when he saw me turn around. He quickly went into his room.

"Nu-uh!" I yelled and hit her with a pillow.

"I think so. Did you see how he was staring at you? And plus... he wouldn't normally hold you to help you catch a football. He would scream and yell at you for being so stupid… but nope. He decided to hold you." She said and smiled more.

"Whatever. He has a girlfriend doesn't he?"

"Lizzie? What about her? She has nothing to do with him liking you more than a little friend."

"I think he really likes her though…" I said.

"No, he really doesn't. Whenever he gets home from a date or something with her, he always screams and plops right down on the couch. He always says stuff like, 'why am I still going out with Lizzie', or, 'I can't believe I haven't asked Lilly out yet!'"

We both laughed at the last part.

"Stop putting thoughts in my head!" I said.

"Sorry… but I really think he likes you."

"But you don't know for sure."

There was silence.

"Miley??? You don't know for sure right?" I started to sweat.

"No… of… of course… not…" She stuttered.

"MILEY!?"

"Okay, okay… I may have been listening to a conversation he had with one of his friends on the phone…."

A/N: I would like to thank Hannah Montana Luva for helping me find out a name for Jackson's girlfriend… and I would like to thank all you awesome reviewers!

PLEASE READ: If you're name is Lizzie, I'm sorry. I really like the name and I just wanted Lilly to make fun of it because that's just her personality when she's jealous.