Lilly awoke slowly, yawning and sitting up in bed. She trotted over to her window and opened it, breathing in the fresh air. She leaned out of it and closed her eyes for a moment.

"Nice bed-head you have there, Lil."

"Well I doubt yours looks – wait, who said that?" She jumped back from the window and glanced around nervously.

"Aw you already forgot who I was. Guess I better go find some new best friend who will actually remember me." A grinning Oliver stared up at her from the ground.

"Oh shut up you big donut."

"You know you love me."

"A little cocky, now aren't we?"

"I have reasons to be cocky." He kissed his muscles and then flexed them.

"Good try, but you might want your packs back!" Lilly giggled and threw the fake muscles down to him.

"How did you get these?" Oliver asked.

"I took it out of your backpack when you weren't looking." Lilly laughed. "You know it, I'm so good."

Oliver stuck his tongue out at her and grabbed onto the side of her house. He carefully pulled himself up and held onto Lilly's window. Lilly slammed the window shut and Oliver went scrambling for something to hold onto. She began laughing furiously, then opened the window back up. Oliver slid into Lilly's room, glaring at her.

"You could've broken my neck!"

"Yes, I could've but I wouldn't do it on purpose and see, your neck is fine! I didn't do anything." Lilly smirked at him.

"Maybe in your crazy Lilly brain."

"Want me to push you out that window?"

"I'll shut up."

"Good boy!" Lilly patted his head and smiled cheerfully.

"Aw man, I'm so weak." Oliver sighed.

"Glad you finally admitted it!" Lilly said, giggling. She sat down at the end of her bed and swung her legs. "So, Oliver, why are you over here anyway?"

"Your mom's paying me to mow your yard and cut your weeds."

"Wait, why would she hire you to do that?"

"Because I need money and I'm desperate." Oliver shrugged.

"Haha. But why do you need money?" Lilly asked, getting up and going downstairs.

Oliver followed her. "For my date." He smirked.

"You got a date? To Miley's party? You? Oliver Oken? My donut of a best friend?" Lilly's mouth dropped open.

"Hey." He narrowed his eyes at her, then smiled and said, "Yeah, I actually did. I'm supposed to meet her tonight at 7:00. That's why I need money. I want to take her somewhere special."

"Aww, my little Ollie's growing up!" She pouted and pinched his cheeks. She walked into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of orange juice, then got out the apple juice for Oliver.

He rolled his eyes, then snatched the apple juice carton away from her. He opened it and took a big drink.

"Oliver!" Lilly exclaimed.

"What? You guys never drink apple juice! You hate it!" Oliver said.

"We only buy it because you're over here so much... and you have some weird thing with oranges."

"Oh don't get me started on them." He pretended to gag and Lilly burst out laughing, spitting out some of her juice in the process.

"Ew gross! ORANGES ARE ALL OVER ME! AAH!" Oliver ran screaming out of the house.

"Oops, sorry Oliver!" Lilly said, worrying that he might actually go insane over oranges.

Oliver ran straight home to take a shower and Lilly watched him as he went, laughing slightly. She just giggled and turned around, shaking her head. Her phone started going off and she picked it up off the counter. She answered it and soon heard squealing.

"These are the times that I wish you lost your voice," Lilly said.

"I didn't hear that! Ok, Lilly, I have great news!" Miley said, peppy and cheerful.

"Ooohhh, tell me."

"Ok, well, you know how we put you on that dating website? Well, they matched you up and he seems perfect for you!"

Lilly started jumping up and shrieking, and Miley squealed again.

Lilly ran up to her computer and turned it on. She found the site, logged in, and eagerly looked for who her lucky man was.

"Ooh, number 4219. Sounds hot," Lilly joked, and Miley started laughing.

"See, I told you this was a good idea!" Miley grinned, "Now, I gotta go. Jackson's inventing some new way to use my bras to hold his stuff. Ugh, one day I swear I'm gonna have to knock some sense into that boy using a big wooden bat. Anyway, bye!"

"Haha, bye Miles." Lilly hung up and stared at her computer screen. Wait, what was this? A message? She popped it open and read over it carefully. She read it twice, three times.

Ok, so I have to meet him in the park tonight at seven. Wait, didn't Oliver say something about going some place at seven? Oh well. Just a cowinkidink.

Lilly shrugged and got up from the computer, sauntering over to the window just in time to see Oliver walking back toward her house.

With one giggle, she ran downstairs and locked all the doors. A few moments later, he was pounding on the front door trying to get in.

"Nuh-uh Ollie boy, once you're out, you're out!" She winked at him then grabbed her iPod off the floor, stuck her earphones in, fell onto her couch, and prepared for a day of relaxing before she would see who her Mystery Man was.

A/N: Short chapter. Review anyway. :)