A/N: Mk then, second chapter, thanks so much for all the reviews on the first, so now I will continue. Oh and just a note here: Lilly does have an accent. So just try and imagine Lilly speaking with an Australian accent, as well as her Mom of course. And plus Miley's Tennessee accent. That's also why I threw that in, I thought it would be kinda cute. You know two girls with totally different accents. Anyway, I have Blaze Phoenix to thank for not changing my mind and keeping the accent. And then also Alvinfan07, once again you're a great help. She helped me decide on the title, which are pretty much the worst part. Anyway, shutting up now and on to you all reading now….
Lilly's POV
The morning came sooner then I thought, because I hardly got any sleep. But I thought about it and figured I could sleep more on the plane. So I still got up early to finish packing. Also with this morning especially, came the tears, mostly all from Mom. She helped a little with the packing, but I told her I wanted to do most of it. Then I let her continue to be emotional.
"I just, I still can't believe how-" My Mom sniffed. Then I rolled my eyes and cut her off.
"How fast I've grown. Yes Mother I know I've grown a lot, but must you say it over a hundred times today? If you tell me I've grown another hundred times, I think it'll actually happen right here and now and that'd be kinda creepy." I chuckled a bit and so did she, then she sniffed once more.
"Ha, yea well a Mother can just wish her the daughter the best right?"
I stopped throwing stuff in my suitcase and walked over to my bed. "Yea and Mom, you know the days will go by before you know it ok? So don't worry, I know I'll be safe also because we found a great family."
"You're right, that's true. Oh and remember one of the profiles? There's a girl there about your age."
"See, so you've got nothing to worry about, I'll have fun too."
"Hey, don't forget about school though. You still have that to focus on."
"Don't worry, besides, she's from Tennessee, you know the south of those states? So I doubt she swings my way anyway. But, I'll ask her where things are, so I can find my way around school and then maybe she'll show me the town or something too."
"Alright, but don't forget to be polite to the whole family too."
"Mom, I haven't even gotten to the airport yet, so I don't think I'll remember half of this talk." I chuckled and she did too.
"Yea I guess you're right. Well you'd better hurry and finish packing, we leave pretty soon." Mom said and then got up from my bed and left the room
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Miley's POV
"Ma, are we really here?"
"Yes Miles, we're really here." She sighed.
"Is she really coming?"
"Yes, she is really coming now."
"Do I really have too-"
"Miley of course you have to get along with her…well try at least. Now would you please stop asking me questions you already know the answers to? Please just try and deal with this alright?" My Mother raised her voice a bit more now. It had already been raised over the noise of the crowded airport, but now she was just upset.
"Alright fine, I'm sorry. You know it was just a sudden surprise. But I guess since she's my age, it could make things easier." I said as I flopped onto one of the airport seats and then leaned on my hand, pathetically.
"Oh yea, and it'll be even nicer knowing if she looks cute. That way I'll finally be able to score some lady, cause she's really close to my age too." Jackson suddenly sat down right next to me.
"Oh gosh, you are so pathetic. Like she'd ever want to go out with a loser like you." I mumbled in his face so that Mom wouldn't hear us, and then she walked up to me.
"Yea, well it's too bad she didn't send her picture in her profile. But at least she knows what we look like, so she can find us," Then Mom sat down next to me. "Although I was really hoping your Father could have been here for this, then it would have been the whole family."
"Yea can't he ever take a break?" I asked.
"I know, the damn fields are practically perfect. What is he trying to do, win an award for the best looking farm, crops, and wheat fields with horses?" Jackson quickly made up.
"I know he's been really busy trying to make the farm look nice, but you both know-"
"Mom he's got another job, how much longer can he put that off to polish the farm?" I asked.
"Yea, why doesn't he just ask for our help anyway, that's part of our chores too you know?" Jackson piped in.
"Listen you two, you didn't let me finish, as I was saying, you both know the land lord is coming today in just about an hour, so he needs to get things fixed up really well. You know things around there weren't all that great before. And I know ya'll would do a really nice job too, but your Father said that he'd like to do this project his own."
"Yea it's fine Mom, we get it and it's really ok with just the three of us here." I told her.
Suddenly a loud announcer flooded over the noise of the airport, announcing that a specific flight number and city is arriving at a certain gate number. Then they announced the bag claim information.
"Perfect, we're at the right bag claim. Now let's just hope she finds her way from the gate and all the way down here." Mom said with a worried voice.
"Mom I'm sure she'll be fine, this airport ain't that huge. I've seen bigger ones, well mostly smaller ones, but still a few bigger ones." I replied.
"Alright we'll just wait here for a few minutes then and watch for her." She suggested.
"Wait, she knows what we look like, but we wouldn't recognize her." Jackson said.
"Well that'll make it harder, but I'm sure she'll walk up to us once she see's us." Mom replied.
"Ok, so let's just make sure we stand in front of this crowd that's been waiting for this flight to walk down here. That way she'll be able to see us easier." I suggested.
"You know, if I didn't know any better, I think it's starting to sound like you're beginning to get excited about this." My Mom said and smirked at me.
I stood up as the crowd began to form. "What? No. I just don't want to lose her."
Jackson and Mom stood up from their seats too and Jackson raised an eyebrow at me. "Ugh, ya'll know what I mean ok? None of us want her to get lost in this airport. That's what I was trying to say."
"Yea alright Miles, what ever you say." Jackson grinned, gave me a small pat on the shoulder, and then walked passed me and moved through the crowd to be in the front.
I rolled my eyes and turned to my Mom to give her an annoyed look. "Ma come on, you know what I mean, I just don't want her to get lost in here. Otherwise, I couldn't care less."
"Yea ok Miley, but-"
"But what, Ma? Like I said awhile ago, I'll just deal with it. Maybe show her where her classes are, sure, but after that what else-"
"Miles, you should-"
I folded my arms in frustration. "Mom I'm not finished, so what else do I have to do? You, Dad and Jackson, can go ahead and help her with everything else. I don't have to be included, or have too do anything else with her now, do I?"
"Well first you might want to apologize, Miley."
"Apologize? Apologize for what?"
Mom put her hands on both my shoulders and turned me around, I saw Jackson standing in front of me. He gave me a small wave and then cleared his throat. Oh shit.
"Probably apologize for what you said, sweetie."
Jackson pointed his hands over to a girl standing next to him and smiled. "Hey Miley, this is Lilly, the girl that'll be staying with us. And Lilly, this is Miley, the uh….the youngest in our family," He introduced us nervously. I couldn't blame him for the way I acted.
She was wearing long jeans, flip flops, and just a plain, beige, short sleeve shirt. On top of that, she had long, silky blonde hair and a beautiful face, with perfect features, I couldn't stop staring. But then I realized that I had to snap out of it quickly. "Yea hi I'm Miley and uh, yea I-I'm sorry?" I said with more of a questioning voice, which was a bad move.
"Gee thanks, I'm Lilly. And you're sorry? For what, not wanting me to be here apparently? Nice, real nice." She said quickly, with some sarcasm, and mixed with a huge Australian accent. Wow, now that was amazing. Then she quickly walked off to the front of the line of her bag claim to wait for her bags. Jackson followed; just before turning around, he shot me a good glare.
After they were gone and out of earshot, Mom turned to me. "Miles what is wrong with you? Now that girl looks really nice and she looks like she wants to be here. I'm sorry, but now it's even more important that you put as much effort as you can into this situation." She then walked off in their direction and waited. I soon followed.
I leaned up against the wall, right near the moving bag claim and watched Jackson look carefully, for the suitcases that Lilly just gave him a quick description for. Then I noticed Mom introducing herself. Suddenly I saw Jackson take a quick step forward and grab a suitcase off the moving belt, then pointed to the one after that.
"Mom, hurry over here, that next one is Lilly's too. Could you grab it?" He asked Mom as he still struggled to grab the first one off. Then Mom walked away and grabbed the second suitcase. It looked just as hard to get up, so they both must have been heavy. Lilly walked over to the wall I was leaning against and leaned a few feet away.
"Geez Lilly, why did you pack so much?" I asked.
"Well it's gonna be three months after all. So what'd you expect?"
"Yea true. I guess I would have done the same too." I nodded in agreement.
After Mom and Jackson had figured out how to unclip the sliding bar and roll them on the wheels, they walked towards us. "Alright girls, we're ready now. Lilly we didn't get a very close parking place, so we'll have to walk a minute."
"Oh it's no problem; I don't mind walking at all. I've done it a lot anyway."
"Pfst, I bet." I mumbled with a quiet snort, but I guess it wasn't quiet enough since Lilly turned to face me.
"Excuse me? What are-"
"Listen Miles, Jackson and I are gonna walk ahead with these suitcases. And you two can follow behind." Mom suddenly jumped in.
"What? But Mom they-"
"Jackson, next to me now boy." Mom spoke a bit sternly now.
"Yes Ma'am." Jackson nodded and obeyed. Then looked down at the ground and started walking beside Mom.
I could see right through what she was doing. Making us walk next to each other for a minute so we could get to know each other. Next thing I bet she would do was have Jackson sit in the front seat of the car, making the two of us sit next to each other, in the back seat for the few minute drive home.
I guess if she wasn't gonna say anything, I might as well start something to get a conversation going and then over with quickly, hopefully. "So Lilly, is this uh, is this your first time here in the U.S.?"
"No, actually I've been here before. Yea my Mom and I decided to visit for awhile. We heard the state of New York was pretty popular, so we lived there for about two years. But I'm originally from Australia."
"Yea ok, that explains the accent. It's kinda cool by the way. Anyway, New York? Well ok then, how'd you like it out there?" I thought it was a little odd, but I asked anyway.
"We also heard some bad things, but we decided to try it out anyway. We went just when I started Junior high and then went back home just before I started High school."
"Oh ok, well that's cool…" Then there was a few seconds of silence.
"Yup….but of course now I left a little late in our junior year so I could come here again. Now this would be my second time in the states, but my first time in Tennessee."
"Well I think you're gonna like it, I hope so at least. I know I do, cause I was born and raised here, so I love all the horses and fields and farms and stuff."
"That sounds cool, I'm sure I'll like it. It's always fun to try and see new things."
"Oh, I uh…I like your hat by the way," I said and quickly gestured to the small red hat on her head. It was a bit short brimmed and she wore it a little side ways. I thought the style looked pretty cute that way. "I meant to tell you that. I don't see those around here. Is it just an Australian thing?"
"No actually, I got it while I was in New York. It just caught my eye, I liked the style and I've had it ever since. Other then that, I don't see any other hats like this where I come from though."
Wait a minute, Moms little plan was working; we were actually talking just fine. I didn't like it much anyway, so now's my chance to stop it. I smirked, "Yea, just those big, wide brimmed, Australian hats huh? I have to admit I was a bit disappointed at when I first saw you. I was half expecting one of those hats, some short cargo shorts, and a boomerang sticking out of the front pocket of one of your suitcases." I chuckled.
"What? I am not just one of those typical, stereotypes," Lilly said defensively and stopped walking, then crossed her arms. I did the same and faced her. "Sure I have an accent, but that's because I was raised there. Although you know what's really a shame? I was really hoping for the cowboy hat, plaid shirt, maybe a bandanna, oh and a piece of straw hanging out of your mouth would have been really awesome." She said sarcastically, with a big sarcastic smile.
I glared at her. "Oh you are so pushing it now…"
"But I'm glad I got to see the cowboy boots and hear your cute little accent." Lilly said and smiled in victory.
"Ok seriously, I'm not a stereotype either, so just back off about that. Like you, I have an accent because I was raised here, as for the boots; I just like wearing them because I think they're cool. But I don't wear all that other stuff cowboys are just assumed to be wearing. Just because I was raised in the country, that doesn't make me a stereotypical cowgirl."
"Ok, ok, but you started this you know? Just because of where I come from."
"Yea well I just-"
"Miley what in the world is goin on?" Mom suddenly interrupted. She must have noticed we weren't following them anymore and then heard some raised voices.
I looked over and noticed that we happened to walk up to the car already. "Oh Mom, s-sorry, we were just talking and…yea well we're finished so-"
"N-n-no, no wait Miley, what was it anyway? You two were fussing about something." Mom persisted.
"It's ok, it's over with now, even though she started it, we're all good here." Lilly suddenly said with a grin. And I can't believe she slipped that in.
"Miley, Lilly just got here and you're already starting fights with her? Well please don't start that again, but thank you for ending it."
"Oh yea, she sure as hell, finished it too." Lilly mumbled. I just glared at her.
Mom looked sternly at me, "Alright, we'll have a talk later young lady, now get in the car everyone. Lilly, we just put your bags in the trunk. Now Jackson and I will sit up front and you and Miley can sit in the back next to each other."
"But Ma, didn't you just hear-"
"Miley Ray…"
"Yes Ma'am…" I said grudgingly and got in the back.
As I sat down and put my seat belt on, I looked up towards the front and I heard Jackson muffle a chuckle. I wanted to say something, but I restrained myself. He was happy either because of my misery or he likes Lilly, or both.
The drive home was only about ten minutes. Of which the entire time, there was silence in the back seat between me and Lilly at least. Then occasionally, Mom would ask her some questions about pretty much the same things that just Lilly and I talked about, while walking to the car. Lilly answered mostly the same things, like when and how long she stayed in New York. Then before I knew it, we were finally pulling into our driveway.
"Wow, this is a nice big house. I love the French doors Mrs. Stewart."
"Why thank you Lilly." Mom said as we all walked to the open trunk of the car, to get Lilly's suitcases out.
I leaned against the side of the car and looked at her suspiciously, "Nice big house, huh? Well that sure is a compliment. What were you expecting? Oh let me guess, a small-" I tried to keep talking but Mom cut me off.
"Miley that's enough. Now it's your turn to help with a suitcase."
"Yea Miley, it's your turn." Lilly said to me with a fake smile that I could see right through, to which I smiled back, quickly followed by a small frown when my Mom wasn't looking. "Thanks again you guys, for helping me with my luggage and stuff. I really appreciate it." She said a little too sweetly. Damn she's a good actor.
"Oh wait a minute Mom, isn't there still that one problem with the guest bedroom?" Jackson asked as we were all walking through the door. I had totally forgotten about that too, so I was glad he asked.
"You mean the cracks in the ceiling and parts of the floor? Yea your Father's still trying to find time to fix that, that's why we're trying not to step inside too much incase the floor caves." She said and raised an eyebrow at Jackson.
"Hey, I was only looking around real quick to see if I could help with any part of it. Anyway, where's Lilly gonna stay then?"
"Oh, she'll be staying in Miley's room, just in the little cove of a room, next to Miley's bed. Dad already set up a mattress there." Mom said happily.
"What?!" Jackson, me and even Lilly, said in unison.
A/N: Well this was longer I think and I hope I gave you a good cliff on that ending. Kina lame, but still ok in my opinion anyway. But as for your opinions, I'd really like to hear some more. I was overjoyed by all the reviews on the first chapter. So I hope you all review this one….