A/N Wow sweet reviews, thanks! Ok a little side note here- Anyone that has seen The Haunting Hour, well that's what I'm thinking Lilly is wearing in the story. Basically her outfits in that movie, except without the black hair of course. ( : So those of you, who've seen it, will get it. Oh and no Hannah Montana in this either. Just songs of Miley's are written by her in future chapters.

Notes…They Can Mean Things

Lilly's POV

I hated it. I knew she needed a friend, as I was the first person she came up to. But why me? A girl wearing mostly black; black nail polish and lip liner and fish nets on. My point was to turn people off, not on. It just didn't make sense.

Once I hurried into the classroom and into my seat, I had immediately noticed the seating. Every seat was full except one next to me and behind me. This was unbelievable! She has to sit next to me again. After what I just did, how more awkward could things get? I was right. About a minute later, Miley walked into the room and took the seat behind me. I sunk a little low in my seat. I knew I wouldn't turn invisible, but I felt like I wanted to be at the moment; just for treating her like that. But the odd thing is I never feel bad. It's always been funny to me. Why does she have to add to my depression and make me feel bad this time?

Half way through the class, I felt something lightly hit my back and then I heard it fall on the floor. I looked down next to my desk; sure enough there was a crumpled up note. I turned around and quickly looked at Miley. She simply gave me a small smile and small nod towards the note. I just gave her the weirdest look I possibly could and rolled my eyes, as I reached down and picked up the note.

What is up with this girl? Passing notes usually stops when you leave elementary school. And why would she want to talk to me again anyway, after how I acted? There are always too many questions that I never want to figure out. But after realizing the reason for feeling bad was because I needed a friend sometime and I might actually like her in some way; I stopped twiddling the note through my fingers and read it.

Are you ok? You seemed pretty upset when you left me just before class. Oh and I never caught your name by the way. What is it?

-Miley

This was amazing and annoying at the same time. I couldn't believe she wasn't angry at all; she was actually worried about me. She cares. But I don't want to blow things out of proportion, although I want her in some way. But same as always. I sighed and wrote back.

Just the load of homework from last class came to mind, so sorry I took it out on you.

-Lilly

I folded the note back up and slipped it behind me and onto her desk, as Mr. Corelli's back was turned. I heard it unfold and then seconds later I heard scribbling. Again, seconds later I saw it land on the front of my desk. A lot better shot; I was impressed. Oddly, this was beginning to get fun. I smiled to myself as I opened the note.

You know Lilly, I was in that last class too and we weren't assigned anything today. Its ok, you don't have to tell me now. I'm a good listener, so whenever you're ready, then you can tell me the truth. Cute name.

-Miley

Again, I couldn't believe her. She saw right through that last note. But as I thought about it, that was a pretty bad excuse and I hadn't allowed myself extra time for a better lie. I read Miley's note through twice; this girl was a bigger mystery now. Now I didn't care about avoiding her, I wanted to find out more about her, especially since she said all that from my lame excuse. I couldn't think of anything else to write back. Everything I wanted to say would be better spoken. There was only ten more minutes left of class, so I just left it at that. She didn't seem to mind, because I didn't hear noises of paper or tapping on my back.

When class got out I froze. Other kids were getting up and out of their seats and passing me to exit the room. But I just sat there. I couldn't think of how to act now from what she said in that last note. I know I can't avoid Miley, because our lockers are right next to each other. And for some reason, without looking back, I can feel her still sitting down too. But a few seconds later I decided to get up and just see what happens. I knew I would have to get out sooner or later and sooner was always better. Well most of the time.

I turned sideways in my seat, leaned behind me to grab my bag quickly and stood up. But with one quick glance as I was doing that, I saw that Miley had done the exact same thing at the same time I did. Once I had stood up and we were both facing each other, we both started giggling a bit. I actually giggled. It felt like forever since I did that and it was fun. Although I would do it every day at other people, but this was…different. I was laughing with someone. It was just a few seconds long and then Miley spoke.

"So Lilly, would you mind showing me to the next class?"

"…Uh yeah, let's go." I sighed and we started walking. Well she was breaking through my shell. I knew I had it coming and now I couldn't see that there would be a way to stop it. In a way I was ok with that, just because I wanted to know the mystery behind how she knows so much.

The next class was a few hallways down. I decided to start the next conversation. "Listen Miley, about that last note; you're right I've got something else to say. I just tend to make up excuses because well…I," I paused and looked around a little. "Listen, I'm just…"

"I told you its ok if you're not ready, especially right here." she spoke gently. "I mean you've only known me for a few hours so I really don't mean to push at all."

"Actually it's just fine. Thanks for walking up to me in the first place." I gave her a small smile and walked into the classroom. She followed right behind me.

What was this feeling? This was so not like me. It was as if the old me had come back. I felt the way I had felt when Oliver used to live here. I began to feel happy again. I was going to call him. I was going to do it tonight. Even though it had been a few weeks, he wouldn't be surprised. This had happened before and he was never surprised that I hadn't called after several weeks. Everyone knew that these past few events had been hard on me, but nobody cared about what I did about it, so I just went on with the way of life I chose. But even now I felt as if I wanted to commit to this; commit to having a friend. I would ask Miley after class, which would be during lunch. I still couldn't believe what I was thinking, but I was going to do it.