Thanks for the reviews, and this story is still in Miley's POV, and probably will be for most of the story.

Chapter 2-What If I Chose to Listen

As I sit here, in the still silence, I still wonder why. Why I chose to tell this story, and what importance it is. But I guess it doesn't have anything to do with you. It's not your choice. And if I think about it, It's not my choice either. But I still tell this story, and I'll still continue.

Flashback

As I walked through the halls of Seaview middle school, I thought about the sleepover tonight that Lilly and Oliver had cancelled. We had been planning this sleepover for weeks. Not that there was anything special about most of our sleepovers, we had them all the time.

We watched movies, Oliver ate most of the popcorn, Lilly practiced her skateboarding, and I tried to balance everything out. So, you wouldn't think that one sleepover they couldn't come to wouldn't matter. Wrong.

See, today was the 5th anniversary of my mother's death. My dad and my brother and I usually paid a visit to mom's grave, and laid some fresh flowers. And usually, I went over to Lilly's or Oliver's after, to get my mind off of my sorrow.

Apparently, not tonight though. No, Lilly had her aunt over, and Oliver had an optometrist's appointment. I wasn't too mad though; I knew how mad Oliver's mom could he if he didn't go to doctors or dentist's appointments. And I had met Lilly's aunt before. Not. A. Good. Experience.

So I wasn't really mad. Yet. The bell rang, and I hurried towards my next class, History. All I had to do was get through the last 2 periods, and the next 12 hours of sorrow. Without my friends.

I walked through the graveyard with sorrow weighing down on my shoulders, and Tulips in my hand. We weaved through the memorial stones, and for once, Jackson was quiet. We laid the flowers respectfully, and stood there for a moment, reflecting on our memories. And as we left, I though about the long night I would have in front of me, with no friends to help me.

But as we drove home, I spotted an odd sight. Oliver was getting out of the Truscott's car. In Lilly's driveway. With Lilly standing beside him.

"Dad, can you just drop me off, I want to talk to Lilly for a minute" I said, acting like nothing was wrong. Even though something was. Oliver's appointment was from 7:30 until 9:00. A long appointment sure, but it was 7:45 right now. He should be at the office now. Unless of course he blew me off with a poor excuse.

"Sure bud, you want me to wait or can you walk back yourself?" My dad asked me.

"I'll walk, you can go" I replied, getting out of the car. I watched him turn the corner and drive off, and turned to Lilly.

"Thanks for the ride Ms. Truscott" Oliver said, not yet noticing me. But Lilly had. And was looking straight at me.

"Miley, what are you doing here?" she asked me. "I thought you were-"

"And I thought you were with your aunt" I interrupted her. "And you were at an appointment" I added to Oliver.

"Miley, we were, but-"

"But you decided to blow me off, on the day I needed you guys, you decide that instead you want to hang out with only Oliver."

"Miley it's not what it seems would you let me explain."

"Explain what exactly? That you blew me off? I think I figured that out myself." I repeated. "I'm leaving"

"Miley you can't just run away" Lilly said looking like she was close to tears.

And with complete calmness, I said one last thing. "Watch me."

And with my heart pounding in my ears, tears welling up in my eyes, and one word running through my mind, I turned. And I ran.

I know this chapter seems depressing, but next chapter isn't as sad. And I'm not sure if I rushed it a bit too much. I think I might have, but anyway thanks to the people who reviewed, you guys rock, and I'll update I get 10 reviews. Thanks for reading, Please review, and happy New Year!

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