Josh had been watching Jake and Miley from a distance in the hallway during the dance. She's not supposed to be happy after the break up! She's not going to get to together with Mr. Superstar Jake Ryan, and I'll make sure of it!
Miley awoke happily the next morning. Yes! It's Saturday. She got dress and headed straight to the beach. She went to her usual spot on the beach and just watched the waves pull in and out of shore. It was her favorite place to be, where she could get her piece of mind. Then someone came up to her and blocked the still rising sun. Miley turned around and saw Josh looking down at her with a red rose in his hand. Oh great! What is he doing here? She stood up and met his eyes.
"What do you want?" she snapped.
"Look, Miley, I'm sorry for last night."
"Saying sorry isn't going to make it better."
"I know… it's just… I was thinking all night and…we had a really good relationship. We were together for a while and I don't want it to end."
"Well, it did, because you meet someone else."
"I just saw her once or twice. I don't even think she knows me. If we get back together, you'll never see her with me, or even close to me. Please Miley, will you be my girlfriend again?"
"Well…" Miley took a look into his pleading eyes as he held the red rose in front of her. "Okay…" She said unsurely and took the rose and Josh hugged her.
Jake's POV
I was walking down the beach in my hat and sunglasses, when I saw that Josh guy hugging Miley. I had to take off my sunglasses to make sure that it was true, and to my misfortune, it was. Why is that jerk hugging Miley?! When they pulled apart, I heard Josh say, "thanks for giving me another chance." Another chance? Why is Miley taking him back? Josh kissed her forehead. I felt a pang of jealously hit my chest.
"I gotta go Miley. I'm meeting some friends at the arcade. See ya later!" Josh said before running off down the opposite end of the beach.
"Bye Josh!" Miley called. Ugh, fine Miley! Take that jerk back, that's what I thought as I walked over to Rico's with my sunglasses in my hand.
There weren't any customers there, just some guy that I've seen a few times working there, and he was behind the counter reading a magazine. I took a seat on a stool, putting my left elbow on the table so that my hand could support my head, and watched Miley sit back down and watched the waves. The guy behind the counter stopped reading his magazine and noticed me there.
"Hey man, what can I get you?" he asked. I turned my attention to him.
"I'll have a strawberry banana smoothie…" I checked his nametag, "Jackson."
"That'll be 3.50," Jackson said. I reached into my pocket with my free hand and pulled out a 5.
"Keep the change," I said as I handed the 5 to him. When we made eye contact, he squinted his eyes at me. Great, I know what's coming next.
"You're Ja-," he yelled, but I cut him off with a loud, "shh!"
"Dude! Do you want the whole beach to know?!" I exclaim.
"Sorry," he said sheepishly and turned around towards the equipment to make my smoothie. I turn my attention back to Miley, who was still watching the waves.
"So you have a thing for Miley," Jackson stated a matter-of-factly as he handed me my smoothie.
"No," I lied as I took my smoothie. "Why would you think that?"
"You've been staring at her for the past minute."
"Well I don't, do you?" I asked and took a sip of my smoothie. Jackson's face turned a light shade of green.
"Gross! That's my little sister!" he exclaimed and pretended to barf.
"Sorry man, didn't know." So Miley has an older brother.
"And don't lie, you like my sister. I saw you drop her off last night after the dance," he says.
"Yeah, well, she has a boyfriend," I say.
"Oh yeah, Josh," Jackson says quietly.
"I don't like that guy," we say at the same time. I stared at him with an odd expression on my face.
"He goes to my school," Jackson began. "He's been hanging out with this girl a lot lately." He paused for a moment and a grin grew upon his face. "We could break them up."
"No way, I just got Miley to not hate me, and I'm not loosing that."
"Fine," Jackson says somewhat disappointed. "Here's my card." He reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a business card. "If you reconsider, call me."
I took the card and put it in my pocket. Then I threw away my now finished smoothie. "Alright," I said then left the beach.
A/N: Sorry for the late update, my mom decided to take me shopping yesterday, so I didn't have time to update then.
