A/N: Again, no excuse. I had testing for 3 days this week, but I could've updated it. Well we do have this big thing to do on Tuesday and this week is the OMFGBIGREHEARSAL week, along with Monday and Tuesday next week. GAHH! Well, enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana. If I did, then this would be an episode.

Before Oliver knew it, it was almost lunch. All throughout the first half of the day, he was thinking of how he should ask Miley out. This was tougher than he thought. Miley, I really like you. Will you go out with me? He shook his head from the thought. I know we're best friends and all that other stuff, but will you go out with me? Miley, you are awesome and --.

Mrs. Berkley slammed her ruler against his desk. "Oken!" She screamed. Oliver snapped out of his deep thoughts.

"Yes?"

"Is this all you got done this period?!" She pointed at his paper, only a few blanks filled in out of the whole worksheet. "Detention. After school. Today and tomorrow."

"Yes ma'am." Oliver replied solemnly. Damn it. He thought. How am I going to ask her out now? He sighed. This was going to take forever. He stuffed the worksheet in his overcrowded backpack and just sat there, staring at the clock, waiting for the bell to ring. It was going to be lunch… he was free! 3… 2… 1…. The bell rang and the class stormed out of the classroom, Oliver leading the pack of hungry students rushing into the cafeteria.

Oliver stopped by Lilly's locker on the way to the cafeteria, hyperventilating, not only because he was "fast-walking" to her locker.

"Lilly! You will not believe what happened!" Oliver sighed.

"You got detention again didn't you?" Lilly said in monotone, still grabbing things out of her locker.

Oliver gave a look of disgust. "Dang you're good." He shuffled his feet around for a few moments, and then replied. "I was planning to ask her out Friday after school! Hello? TGIF?"

Lilly laughed at the statement. "You can do it today. In the cafeteria."

He shuddered with the thought. "You're joking, right?"

She shook her head. "Of course not you doughnut." Lilly slammed her locker shut. "Go do it. Do it now you scaredy cat!"

Lilly shoved him into the cafeteria. He was about to walk into his usual spot, next to Miley, but something stopped him. The egoistic Jake Ryan was walking toward his spot. Oliver's eyes burned with envy. He ran over to the vending machine closest to their usual table, and eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Hey, Miley. What's up?" Jake said in his usual "flirt-tone."

Miley just stared at him dreamily. Who knew I would fall for this egoistic jerk? Wait, I don't like him. I like Oliver. He likes me back right? Miley thought, then glanced over her shoulder and saw him standing against the vending machine, his eyes filled with envy. She schemed in her head. If Oliver does like me, let's see how long it'll take him to ask me out. She smiled.

"Hey, Jake…" Miley said in her most flirtatious voice. "What brings you to my table?"

"I just wanted to ask you," Jake paused. "If you want to go to the movies with me? We could watch whatever you want." He winked. "You can choose." He winked and smiled.

Miley glanced at Oliver for a few seconds. He was shell-shocked. She smirked. Perfect. He's going for the cheese, and I'm going to snap the trap. "I'd love to." She smiled back.

Oliver started to tear at the thought. But he was Smoken Oken. He was not going to cry. Instead he fast walked back to Lilly's locker.

"Lilly… I have no chance now."

A/N: AWWW poor Oliver! Smoken Oken couldn't board the S.S. Miley. Well, more is on the way. You know you want to…. If you don't, that's said. Bunches of other people say this too! Review please! Can be harsh, but please don't be too harsh. Also taking suggestions o3o