Hey peeps! Basketball is starting soon, so even though it may be hard to believe, updates may be come harder to fit in, but I promise I'll try my best. Here's chappie number 3!
Mileys P O V again.
For the duration of the science period, I just sat and tried not to cry. I'm not a baby, well okay maybe just a little, but Lily knows I like him, and that I'll be jealous! Well, okay, I guess if I was in her situation, I would have done the same thing. But why would Oliver pick her? I thought we were growing closer. Jake rambled on and on while I tried to cover my face with hair so nobody could tell I was on the verge of tears.
"Blah blah blah blah," Jake seemed to say, as I focused my attention on a brown lock of hair with some nuetral red natural highlights. I could feel Lilys stares every now and then on the back of my neck, trying to get me to telepathically turn around so she could mouth an apology. I wouldn't care less right now if I tried.
"Okay, what's wrong?" Jake inturrupted himself to say.
I shook my head.
"Miley, come on. I know you hate me, but I can't be bad enough to make you cry? Can I?" he asked.
"No. It's not you. It's not anybody. Just some stuff going on at home," I lied.
"I'll pretend to believe you," he said returning back to his boring one on one conversation he was having with himself.
I rolled my eyes and kept behind my hair. We were assigned to finish a project by the end of next week. We had an entire list to pick from to use.
"What idea do you like?" he asked me. I pretended to look it over.
"I don't care," I moped.
"Yes you do. Just pick one," he said.
"No, just leave me alone," I said.
"Fine. I'll just have to go ask Oliver what is going on," he said getting up.
"No!" I shrieked getting up to stop him.
He got an evil grin on his face.
"Oh, so it is Oliver," he declared.
I sat back down in defeat.
"And who are you? The friendship police?" I asked.
"I get it! You wanted to be partners with him, but he chose Lily," Jake reallized.
"You know for a boy, you're kind of good with common sense," I teased.
Wait! Where Jake and I actually getting along? He must have sensed it too.
"Hey, we're talking, and I'm not hitting on you, and you aren't hitting me," he said.
I rolled my eyes.
"Is that a smile?" he asked looking at me.
Was it? I never reallized I was.
"Shut-" I started, but the bell cut me off.
"Saved by the bell!" I rejoiced.
"Hey, meet me at my house after school. We can go over more stuff," he said. "Is that okay?"
I thought it over.
"Fine. Give me your adress at lunch," I said.
"Cool," he said grabbing his stuff and leaving. I was too loopy thinking of the fact that we just got along, and I had agreed to go over to his house with him after school to get my stuff and go too.
"Miley? Miley!" Lily called to get my attention. I snapped back into reality so fast I got a headache.
I just ignored her and grabbed up all of my stuff and left.
"Miley come on! You can't be mad at me!" she claimed. "You would have done the same thing!"
"Who said I'm mad at you?" I asked suddenly turning around.
"You just act like it," she said.
"Well I'm not!" I stormed. I wasn't mad at her. I was mad at Oliver. I was mad at the situation. Even worse I was mad at myself. How could I let that happen?
At lunch, Lily and Oliver included me in their conversations unlike what I thought they would.
"So Miley, I see your partners with Jake," Oliver said. "How'd that happen?"
"Oh, I don't know, everyone else paired up with their best friends so I was stuck with the only person who didn't want to ask anybody else," I said emphasizing the words thier best friends. But of course, Oliver couldn't get it being the dumb coconut that he is.
"Oh. I see," he said.
My cheeks flushed, and Lily glared at me. I returned it.
"Hey Miles," someone said behind me. I turned to see Jake.
"Hey. What do you need?" I asked.
He gave me a slip of paper.
"Here's my number, and my adress," he said. "See you after school."
We said bye and he went back to his lunch table with the populars.
"OOOHH!" Lily and Oliver said.
"Shut up!" I screached.
"Geez Miley. We're just giving you crap," Oliver said.
"Uh!" I screamed, and banged my head on the table a few times.
"Miley stop you're going to hurt yourself!" Lily said sarcastically grabbing my head while it was up.
"That's the plan," I said returning sarcasm. Lily dropped my head back on the table for me to pound my misery out until I went into a coma.
After school Jake found me at my locker.
"Hey you wanna come over right now, or go home first?" he asked me.
"I just have to stop at home. You can come with if you want I guess," I said.
"Sure why not?" he said. "I have to meet your parents, I have no idea what they'd be like."
"Um, actually, I hope your okay with just meeting my dad, cause you won't get a hold of my mom," I said.
"Why? She at work till late?" he asked.
"No. She died a year before I moved here back in Tennessee. Drunk driver," I said.
"Oh. I'm really sorry. My uncle and aunt and grandpa were in an accident last year from a drunk driver. My uncle and aunt died, but my grandpa survived. He was in a coma for eight months, but he lives with us now," Jake said.
"Wow that must be horrible," I said.
"Yeah. That's another reason why I'm an actor. I need to pay off family debts and my grandpa's hospital bills," he said.
"I'm sorry. That must be tough," I responded.
"What about the drunk person who hit them? Is that person okay?" I asked.
"No. He was in a deep coma, and suffering so they pulled his life support three days afterwards," Jake said.
I didn't know what to say, so we were silent.
"What about the maniac who hit your mom?" Jake asked.
"She only broke her leg. She is still alive, but is STILL in acohol counsling," I said.
"Oh. Well let's not talk about something so sad," Jake said.
"Yeah okay. Hey what day is it?" I asked.
"Tuesday. Why?" he asked.
"Crap!" I said. "I was supposed to go to Olivers!"
"What do you want to do? You don't have to go to my house today," Jake said.
"No that would be rude. I'll tell Oliver some other time," I said taking out my cell.
"Talk to Smokin Oken," he said answering.
"Hey it's Miley," I said.
"Oh hey Miley. Lily's over. We're about to watch the movie," Oliver said.
"Yeah about that, I'm gonna go over to Jakes for some science work," I said.
"Oh okay," he said. Did he sound dissapointed? No. Little jerk. Totally happy, since now he has the house to himself with Lily.
"You guys are welcome to stop over if you get bored though," Oliver said.
"'Kay. Bye," I said hanging up before he could say bye.
"Which way to your house?" Jake asked.
"Right down this road," I said directing him. "I just gotta change clothes and drop some stuff off."
"Okay," he said.
We had a light chit chat going to my house, about nothing really. Except cheese. He doesn't like cubed cheese. He only likes it sliced. When we got into my house, dad and Jackson were watching t.v.
"Hey dad," I said.
"Hey Miley. Still going to Olivers?" dad asked.
"No, I'm going to Jakes in a minute. Dad this is Jake, Jake, dad," I introduced and than ran upstairs to change. I got into comfier clothes and went back down stairs to see them watching a taped basketball game.
"You ready Jake?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said getting up not taking his eyes off of the t.v.
"Come on," I dragged going over there and literally dragging him by the collar.
His house turned out only to be a few blocks away, so we were there in ten minutes. Neither of us tried to start a conversation this time. Awkwardness filled the spaces for us. Than we got to a beautiful blue house with white pillars.
"You like?" he asked, catching me gawking at the pillars.
"Yeah, it's beautiful," I said.
"Thanks," he said opening up the big doors. His living room was amazing.
"Let's go study in my room," he said directing me up a flight of stairs, to the last room in the hallway.
For the next hour and half, it was strictly buisness, no matter what else he wanted. We decided on a project, and that on Thursday we would go to my house and study.
It was actually kind of boring, but every now and than he said something to make me laugh.
"Are you staying for dinner Miley?" his mom asked when I stepped out into the living room.
"Oh no, I shouldn't," I started. "I don't want to impose."
"No, of course not. Jake hasn't had any one for dinner and a while with him jumping back into school, everyone just wants publicity. You are different. Have dinner, I insist," his dad said.
I thought it over and agreed. Who could say no to that? Plus, they were having madarin chicken, and I LOVE mandarin chicken. We said a prayer (I had to hold hands with Jake for that by the way) and dug in. His little sister, Amy sat across from me. She was adorable!! She's only four, and says the cutest little things about sponge bob and how Jake has a crush on Hannah Montana.
I got a lot of black mail on him tonight, but decided to finally head home after helping clean up.
"Bye Jake. Thanks for having me over. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be," I said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jake smiled.
"I figured you'd be hitting on me left and right, so I'd have to kick you," I said.
We said good byes and good nights, and I left while he shut the door. I found my way home easy, but I almost got lost in his huge front yard.
Whe I got home I was watching t.v. when my cell phone rang. The caller I.D. said it was Lily.
"Hello Lily," I answered, trying not to show any jealousy.
"Hey Miley! You would never guess what! I just got back from Olivers, and watched the movie just us two, and he might have tried to put his arm around me! Isn't that cool? But than his brother came down, and he quickly put it down!" Lily said. "Isn't that great?"
Yeah. greater than a dime being squished by an elephants foot.
"Totally," I said sarcastically.
"What's wrong?" Lily asked.
"Oh please you know what's wrong!" I screamed. "Why would you tell me that? I'll tell you why, you did it to make me jealous! And it's working," I said almost in tears once more.
"Oh, Miley I'm sorry. I didn't do it to make you jealous, I was just extremely happy. I thought you might be too," Lily said.
"Fine. I gotta go," I lied.
"Okay. See you tomorrow," she said.
I hung up without saying anything else. After looking at the clock I got ready for bed, and layed down.
Why was Oliver giving Lily more attention than me? Why would he want to put his arm around her? Why would he pick her over me? What does Lily have that I don't?
I searched and searched and searched for questions on that last one. I couldn't come up with a single one. I was becoming tired fast, so I fell asleep. I don't know what time it was obviously, but I had a dream. It took me back to when Lily and I were walking in the hall, with our gym reports, and her weight was ten pounds less than mine.
I awoke with a boult. Am I fat? I got so crazy, I hopped out of bed, and went alongside the mirror, standing sideways to measure my fat. No, not fat. But Lily was super skinny. That's what Oliver wanted. He wanted skinny, and that wasn't me. And so that's why the next morning after only getting five hours of sleep, I skipped breakfast, just this once.
I promise only once. Sort of.
