Disclaimer: I don't own it. Except the plot.....that is something I actually own in life :)

"Oliver Oken!" I yelled across the hallway at school. It was the time between 7th and 8th period and I desperately needed to do something. Yup, I had to piss off Oliver. Not that I hated him or anything. That's just how our friendship has always been. Fight, scream, make up. It was a never ending cycle that seemed to confuse those closest to us. Like our friend Miley.

Miley Stewart had moved here to Malibu during the 8th grade. Of course like every new kid she had no friends. So I decided to be the only good person in this godforsaken place and try to become her friend. Well, now we're inseparable, but nothing compares to how close Oliver and I are. Honestly, I sometimes think that we purposely exclude Miley just because we are so close. Just then I snapped back into reality.

"Lilly! What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Huh?"

"You just screamed my name out in the hallway. Very loudly. With me on the other side of the hallway."

"Gosh Ollie, do you honestly think I care? I did want to give you back that book you lent me. You know the one with the ducks and the ponies?"

"Lilly, I gave that to you in 1st grade."

"Ya, I know. What's your point?"

"My point is that, well, you should of either kept it or returned it in 1st grade."

"Well at least I returned it." I gave him the book and just looked at him in the eyes for what seemed like eternity. If there was one thing I knew about Oliver that no one else did was that he was oblivious to love. Oliver, being Oliver, hasn't even realized yet that I am desperately in love with him. That's why I kept the book so long. Because it was his. Only the Lord knows how much of his clothing I actually have in my closet because he's lent it to me.

The ringing of the bell echoed throughout the hallway as all the little freshman ran to class. Didn't they know it was only the warning bell. Freshman. So young and so innocent. They had so much to learn before they could ever think of being a Junior. May God bless them. They're going to need it.

"Listen, I've got to go." Oliver explained to me. "Thanks for the book."

"Um, Ollie? We have the next three periods together."

"We do? Since when? I'd like to know this stuff you know."

"Oliver, it is January 25. School started in September."

"Oh, um, ok than! To English we go." Oliver screamed down the hallway. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Stupid," I slapped him on the back of the head," we have to go to Biology."

"Oh, ok. TO BIOLOGY WE GO!" And that was that. We walked off to room 211, laughing and smiling the whole way there.

Hey everyone!!!! I wish I could write some more but I have an english project due on March 17.