DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hannah Montana/Miley Stewart in anyway. (Although I wish I did though..)

This is written in various characters' POV, and I really apologize for the poor English used.

[Lilly]

Joe. Also known as the Jerk, Joe the Jerk, whatever. I hate him.

He's everything you wouldn't want to meet. He's vain, a player, a snob, a jerk, a- oh whatever, this list could go on forever. And I wouldn't want to go on thinking about him forever.

There he is, making out with his bimbo of the day, Brit. Gosh, what does she see in him, or him in her, for that matter? Oh forget it, the jerk and jerk-ette, possibly a match made in heaven.

Finally, I'm saved from having to watch two freaks exchange saliva when Miley, my best friend, calls me from the other end of the corridor.

Why, you may ask, am I so against Joe? Well, the reason is simple. He broke Miley's heart back our freshmen year. He misled her into thinking he fancied her and then stomped all over her heart. Joe is nothing but trash and trouble!

'Hey, what are you thinking of?' Miley asks me, waving her hands in my face.

I snap out of my daze and quickly shook my head. Miley couldn't know I was thinking about Joe, or she will go into one of her silent moments. And Miley's silent moments are pretty freaky at times. Her head will be downcast, and she wouldn't reply anyone at all. Not even Smokin' Oken Donut, or me. I guess she's still pretty hard up on herself for not being 'pretty enough', as the Jerk had phrase it.

Speaking of Smokin' Oken, Donut or Oliver as we usually call him, he's my other best friend. And boy, do we go a long way back. I first held his hand in pre-school, although that was ONLY because I wanted his 64-pack crayons that came with the sharpener. Since then, he's been a little self-denial on the fact that almost every girl that walks the face of this earth is in love with 'Smokin' Oken'.

Miley and I then walk to our biology class. Thankfully, Oliver will be there. I haven't seen him in weeks, not since he went to China on a family trip. I'm pretty envious, cause I've always, always wanted to go to China.

In Biology class, the trio sat at the back, obviously since we didn't want to get caught by Miss Holly, our biology teacher, for talking.

Miss Holly strutted in two seconds after we settled down. As usual, she was wearing a hideous top, to match with a hideous skirt. But the unusual thing this time was The Jerk tagging along behind her. Both Oliver and I glanced at Miley. Her eyes widened at the sight of Joe and she buried her face in her hands. Oliver looked over at me and pointed at Miley, mouthing 'What now?'

I shrugged. Well, I didn't know either. All I could do now was hope the jerk wouldn't be staying for long.

'Ahem,' Miss Holly cleared her throat a few times to get the attention of the class. 'Before we start our amazing and interesting lesson today,' a few people sniggered, 'let me introduce to you, a new member of our class, Joe'

Miley's head shot up from her hands. 'Hideous dressing teacher say what?' She exclaimed. Immediately after which, Oliver and I hid our faces.

Miley realized her mistake and started rephrasing her sentence. 'Uh, I mean, Interesting biology teacher say what?'

Miss Holly cleared her throat and repeated, 'Joe is our new member of this biology class. Although he is a senior, I sincerely hope you'll welcome him.'

'No!' Miley shouted another time.

Joe's head snapped up. 'Miley? Didn't realize you were in this class.' He smirked. 'Miss Holly, can I sit with Miley?' He asked innocently.

Oliver and I stopped sniggering at the fact that a senior was in a junior biology class and stood up at the same time.

'No way.' We chorused.

'Ah, Mr. Oken and Miss Truscott, is there a problem?' Miss Holly asked dangerously.

I faked a smile, 'It's just that we're sitting next to Miley and four people can get kinda stuffy around here?' I gestured at the three of us. Oliver shot me a look, because the class was with air-conditioner and it was normally near freezing temperature. Pretty far from stuffy…

Well, it was the best I could come up with at the moment…

This debate went off for a while before Miss Holly moved Oliver and me to the seat in front so The Jerk could sit with Miley and poke fun at her. I could see tears brimming in Miley's eyes and I felt so bad for not being able to do anything.

For the entire biology class, I couldn't concentrate, and neither could Oliver. All we could hear was Joe trying to chat Miley up.

'Hey Miles.' He said in his irritating low voice that was the downfall of many girls.

No response.

'Hey, I was wondering if you could help me with biology sometime after school.' He tried again.

No response.

'Well, if you aren't with your loser friends.' He continued, whilst sniggering and doing the loser cough.

Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. Loser, wasn't it? I'll show him what a loser is.

I banged my 3 pound biology textbook on his table. Seeing him jump out of his seat was really amusing. But it came at the price of Miss Holly and a detention session with her.

'Miss Truscott? Is there a problem with your hand structure?' She asked without taking her eyes off the board.

'Miss Holly, the jerk, I mean, Joe, he was.' I tried explaining, but she cut me off.

'Well if there isn't a problem with your hand, I'll expect to see you in detention this afternoon.' She interrupted me.

What?! Detention on the first day at school?! Come on!

'Please, Miss Holly, Joe was disturbing all of us.' Miley spoke up silently.

Miss Holly turned around. 'Joe? I'd expect better behavior on the first day of school. Now, let's get on with lesson.' She turned back to writing notes on the board.

Come on! This is such obvious biasness! Hello?!

Twenty minutes later, Miley spoke up again.

'Miss Holly, Joe is really bothering me. Could I have Lilly and Oliver back, please?'

'Now, Joe, I'm afraid I'll have to give you a session of detention this afternoon. And Miss Stewart, kindly concentrate on your biology.' She smiled.

The painful lesson finally ended about two millenniums later. Joe brushed past us as we were walking out of class and smirked at me, 'See you in detention later.'

The truth dawned on me.

I was having detention with The Jerk!