Chapter Two: Scott Janson

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana. Too bad. So sad.

Lilly bounded down the stairs, but not without grabbing her teal suitcase in the process. She was greeted by her boyfriend, now of about a year and a half, and he pulled into a big bear hug. He then leaned his head back, to take a good look at his beautiful girlfriend.

His name's Scott. Scott Janson and he's basically your average jock. Good looking, funny, popular. He had short, spiked-up brown hair, was about six feet, and has deep blue eyes so piercing they were intoxicating. He's the quarterback of the school football team and gets average grades. He didn't need to do superb; he was definitely getting a scholarship. No doubt about it. He was loved by the ladies, yet loyal to his girlfriend, Lilly.

Lilly.

She changed. Deep down, she was still that dumb blonde skater chick, but her appearance as well as priorities changed over time. If you wondering about Lilly's dad, she recently found out he passed away. She's slowly but surely recovering from the sudden death and the past abuse. She still has some scars, the most visible one being on her back, but she sure has improved. At first, every night was nightmare for her. Not just dreaming them, she felt as if she was living in one. It was the aftermath, and her fear that somehow her father would find her and…well…kill her, was at an all time high. She used to lie in her bed, body shaking, lower lip trembling, tears rolling down her cheeks. She just needed comfort and security in her life and it seemed as if Scott fit that job description.

Her hair was as blonde as ever, still natural and a color that can't be obtained by any dye in a box. Her body developed and curves began to form. Her skin got a tad bit tanner and her facial features matured, yet she still gave off this innocent vibe. She was gorgeous and had the ability to make just about any guy drool. She cared more about school now, as she knew she had to get into a good college. She occasionally skateboarded, maybe once or twice a month. Nothing like she used to, but she still had a passion for it. As she grew into her looks, her clothing changed. No longer did she wear baggy clothes and hoodies. You were more likely to see her in a fitted shirt, slightly low cut, but nothing too slutty, and tight pants.

Like today, for example. Lilly had on a pair of dark wash jeans that accentuated her long, slim legs and a white flowing tank top from Hollister of which the straps rested on her shoulders. She had on a little make-up, just some eyeliner and blush and her hair was straight and hit her mid back.

She gratefully accepted the kiss soon given to her by her boyfriend and he whispered in her ear,

"I'm really going to miss you, baby."

"I'm going to miss you, too. But I'll be back soon," she responded.

"Oh, yeah. Two weeks is reaaaal soon," he said sarcastically. They pulled away from their embrace and Lilly said smiling,

"I promise I'll call you when I get there and when I have some free time. It's just...I don't know. I'm really happy about seeing everyone in Malibu again."

"Okay, well as long as you're happy, I'm happy," he said and pecked her on the cheek.

Lilly and her aunt had said their goodbyes last night since she was at work this morning, so it was the two lovers in the house. After another hour of some quality time, the doorbell rang and Lilly nervously got up from the couch. Sure, she was excited to see Miley, ecstatic really. But…Miley would probably think Lilly didn't make an effort to stay in touch. She did, honest. Everything was just…

Complicated.

Lilly let out a deep sigh and opened the door. Without any words, the two girls flung their arms around each other. They were both smiling like idiots and let out snippets of words, unable to make out complete sentences. When they finally pulled apart Lilly excalimed,

"Oh my gosh, Miley! I can't believe you're actually here!"

"I know! It's been way too long." The two then took a few moments to look over each other and Lilly said,

"Wow. Look at you!"

"Look at me? Look at you. You look amazing, Lil!" Miley replied.

"Thanks. So do you!"

"We have so much catching up to do!"

"Tell me about," Lilly said and the two reunited friends laughed. Scott then cleared his throat as he continued to rock back and forth with his hands in his pockets.

"Uh, Lil. Who's this?" Miley asked, slightly smiling, slightly thinking about how gorgeous this guy was.

"Oh, right. Sorry. Um…," Lilly started and then interlaced her fingers with his fingers, "this is boyfriend, Scott." Miley then raised her eyebrows in an understanding matter as if to say 'ohhh' and grinned as she said,

"I'm Miley. Nice to meet ya." The two shook hands and Miley said, "Well, uh, we should probably get going if we don't want to miss our flight."

"Yea, you're right. Hey, how did you get here, anyway?" Miley then turned her body and pointed. Lilly leaned to the side and squealed, "Whoa! A limo! Awesome!" Both Miley and Scott laughed and then Scott embraced Lilly in a final hug. She snuggled into his chest, smelling his cologne that she absolutely adored. It always reminded of her of something, or rather someone, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

The two shared a kiss and Miley interrupted,

"Uh, well, I guess I'll just, uh, put your suitcase in the car." Lilly then pointed to her suitcase leaning up against the wall and Miley nodded, although Lilly was still engaged in a kiss.

Miley made her way through the door and put the suitcase into the limo. When she returned the couple were now in a deep make-out session. Lilly's hands were on the back of Scott's neck and Scott's were slightly roaming up the back of Lilly's shirt. She giggled as they continued to French kissed. Miley cleared her throat while scratching the back of her neck nervously. Lilly laughed uneasily and said sheepishly,

"Hehe. Sorry…"

"It's okay. You guys are so cute together." A slight blush crept upon Lilly's face but both she and Scott smiled.

"Alright, baby. I won't keep you any longer. Catch some waves for me."

"Will do," Lilly said and smiled. The three then walked out of the mid-sized- white-house- with-blue-shutters and Lilly locked the door. Lilly and Scott shared one last hug and kiss and Miley said,

"It was a pleasure meeting you."

"Right back at ya," he replied and smiled. He waved and then got into his pick-up truck and drove off.

"Whoa, is he hot or what?" Miley asked. A smile broke out on Lilly's face. She shook her head and said,

"Boy have I missed you."

Lilly's mind then drifted elsewhere as she thought about what her trip to Malibu would be like. She was sure to see old friends…possibly ones from the skate park. But what was for sure was that she was going to see Oliver. Her very best friend. Practically her other half. Also the love of her, but no one knew that. Well, technically the love of her past life. She realized it was next to impossible for Oliver to want to be more than just a friend with her. So, eventually, she gave up hope. Does she still care for him? Of course. Does she still love him? Well, they always say you can never fully get over loving someone. Oliver was always going to have a special place in Lilly's heart, but she thought the attraction was over. Well, maybe that was because she hadn't seen him in two whole years. Little did Lilly know, when Oliver and Lilly saw each other again…

The attraction certainly wouldn't be gone…

A/N- I am so, so, so, so, sorry for not updating in soooo long. Seriously, from the bottom of my heart, I'm sorry. Please forgive me! Thank you so much for your reviews! I can't believe I got sixteen on just the first chapter! Thanks a ton! Please review again and I'll try my best to update A.S.A.P. This chapter wasn't that great, but hey, it's only number two. Well, thanks again, much love, Val :)