Author Note: Okay here's chapter two!! Sorry to all you guys waiting for Promises to be updated, it may be a while yet, because i'm not in the right mood for it atm!! I will get it done, i promise (XD) but just not yet, i wanna see how far i can get this story before i get writers block again!! Plus i got a sequal to one of my Camp Rock oneshots going, my Gilmore Girls one and 2 collabs (One with the jellyfish himself, and another with an awesome dude of mine, Bobbyjohn, you should check her out!!)

So yeah =)

Anyway, a massive thank you to Lord Jellyfish as always!! You keep me on the right track dude, i dunno where i'd be without you!!

On with the show!! Enjoy =)

Warning contains femslash don't like, don't read =)

Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana or any of the characters!!

Lilly's POV

The first sign that things were different had been in the morning on the walk to school with Miley.

Usually she never stopped talking.

Chattering on about everything and anything.

About school, about clothes, her dad, about how Jackson was annoying her again, about her latest Hannah tour, about… her boyfriend.

Jake fucking Ryan.

I mean - what the fuck?

When she had started going out with him, that's when I'd really given up.

It'd been the last straw for me.

If Miley could date Jake Ryan over me then I seriously was screwed.

It was just too depressing to think about.

I mean - of course I supported her! She was my best friend; I couldn't do anything else, could I?

But that didn't mean I had to like him or even talk to him.

I still thought he was a smug bastard who deserved to have his stupid pretty-boy face rearranged! I'd happily have done it too, but I refrained, because Miley was my best friend and I didn't want to be the reason she was upset.

I'd leave that to him. I was sure he was quite capable of screwing things up on his own.

Anyway, back to this morning…

The walk to school had been in silence, apart from when I tried, and failed miserably, to make conversation.

She had had me seriously worried!

The whole way there, she had clutched her folder to her chest and stared at the ground, a blank look on her face.

When I finally couldn't stand it any longer, and asked her what was up, she had looked up at me distractedly, like she'd just woken up, and shook her head. She had smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes like it usually did, as she told me it was nothing, that she was fine.

I would have pushed it but that was the exact moment the jerk himself showed up.

He ignored me, so I ignored him right back! Apart from every now and then when I scowled at him and sent dirty looks his way.

I hated him.

Lucky prick, with his arm around Miley.

I wanted to scream at him to stop touching her, to get the hell away from her, because he was a dick and he didn't deserve someone like Miley.

I didn't even know why she went out with him.

He was vain, self-centred, big-headed, ignorant and a jerk.

Everything you'd look for in a guy, I guess.

Thank fuck I wasn't into guys much these days!

I mean, not all guys were like that, I knew a few that weren't, they were pretty nice… some of them.

But there were always those ones like Jake Ryan to ruin it for everyone and make girls think all guys were like that.

Guys like Oliver and Miley's brother, Jackson were pretty alright.

They were nice, and Oliver was my best friend, apart from Miley of course, so there were exceptions.

Okay… back to this morning…

I left Miley with her dickwad of a boy friend and headed off to find Oliver.

Before I left her though, I swore I'd seen her flinch when he touched her and even shudder when he bent and kissed her.

But the weirdest thing was, when he tried to kiss her, she'd moved her head so that instead of her lips, he ended up kissing her cheek. He seemed as confused about that as I was, but I just put it down to her off mood, or maybe she wasn't feeling well.

…I wouldn't feel well either if he tried to kiss me!

I found Oliver hanging around by the lockers, shoving books in his bag for the morning lessons.

He was oblivious as always so I'd been able to get right next to him before he even noticed I was there.

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"Hey… Ollie!"

"Gah!" He jumped about a foot in the air, dropping his English folder. "Lilly, jeez! You shouldn't creep up on people like that! You could give someone a heart attack!"

"Sorry, Ollie, didn't mean to scare you!" He bent to pick his folder up, and I sniggered when all the paper came out and spread across the corridor.

He sighed, and got down on his hands and knees to pick them up.

I watched for a second, leaning against the lockers as he scrambled round.

"You know, you could give me a hand, seeing as this is actually your fault!"

"Uh huh." He glared at me so I conceded. "Alright fine, but only 'cos I'm nice." He snorted but stopped when I glared at him.

Together we managed to rescue most of his notes and shove them into a fairly neat pile by his locker. I was still on my hands and knees, chasing after the last few sheets of paper when someone pushed past me and kicked me hard in the side.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?!" I looked up to see Jake Ryan walking away, his arm round Miley and a smug smile on his face. "Jerk!" I yelled after him, not managing to control myself.

"Whatever, Truscott!" he called back, not even bothering to stop or turn round.

But Miley turned.

She caught my eye and the look she gave me was confusing.

I wasn't sure if it was apologetic, or confused because I was on the floor, or it could even have been nervous and… possibly scared… I wasn't sure.

But before I could react, she was gone, dragged into a classroom by his royal Jerkyness.

"What was all that about?" Oliver asked when I handed him the last few sheets of paper.

I glanced at him then down the corridor to where Jake and Miley had disappeared.

"I don't know, just Jake Ryan being Jake Ryan. He's an idiot, so who knows!" I shrugged, picking my bag up and brushing down my jeans.

"No, I meant Miley. What's with the look she gave you?" I straightened up to look at him.

"You saw that too?" He nodded. "I… I don't know. It was weird."

"Very weird. It looked like she was… scared, or something."

"I thought so too, or maybe nervous. I wonder why." I frowned, staring at the door to Miley's classroom.

Oliver shrugged, stuffing his English folder into his bag and zipping it up.

"Well whatever the reason, we'll probably find out soon enough. Nothing stays a secret for too long round here… not with Amber and Ashley around!"

"Not to mention Miley's dating the drama queen of the century!" I scowled, stomping off to where Oliver and I had English now.

Oliver snorted, slammed his locker shut and hurried after me as the bell rang.

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Author Note: So there it is!! Review and let me know what all you guys thought!! I shall hopefully have written the next chapter soon =) oh and a big thank you to everyone who has reviewed, this story and all my other ones!! You guys are totally awesome and keep me going when i don't think i can write anymore!! Thanks, you rock XD