A/N: Hi, nice to 'see' you peeps again… Go ahead 'n read on!

Lilly's POV

Stepping into Oliver's apartment I let out a tired sigh. A person can only drive so much in one night. I think I might have to ask for a few days off… maybe not, I'll just end up sleeping the whole time. Just one extra day off would be good enough, yeah ones good. Oh if you're wondering why I'm in Oliver's house it's because I'm too tired to drive for another two and a half hours to get home. Good news is tomorrow's Saturday, so I get to sleep in.

"Hey Doughnut, are you still awake!?" I yell taking off my shoes.

"I am now." He says stepping out of his bedroom, wearing boxers and an old muscle shirt.

I let out a chuckle. "My bad, did I wake you up?" I throw my duffel bag into the restroom.

"Nah, I was waiting for you to get here." He yawns. "I was 'entertaining' myself by cleaning up my Pigsty, as you so affectionately call it."

"Did you at least 'unearth' the couch?" I ask him as we step into the kitchen. He leans on the door way and I head for the fridge.

"...Hm, somewhat."

"Somewhat as in…?"

"Somewhat as in I was able to uncover most of it, but…"

"But…?"

"Someone's sleeping on it."

I look up from the fridge and stare at him with a knowing expression. "U-huh, who is it this time? Random girl or someone I know?"

"Don't know if you remember her."

"So it is someone I know. Come on, try me. You know I have a good memory." I continue to rummage through the fridge.

"Sarah."

I stop my search for food and look at Oliver. I smile a goofy smile at him. If I had to to describe Saint Sarah in one word it would be 'tree hugger'... Okay that's two words, but you get the picture. She's cool though, a real nice person, annoying at times but an all-round pretty cool person. If I remember correctly Oliver here had a crush on her.

"Really?" I continue looking for food.

There's a moment of silence then, "We didn't do anything!"

I take out a slice of pizza and a bottle of water from the fridge and close it with my foot. "Whoa there Chief, I didn't say anything now did I." I take a seat at the table.

"Well you're looking at me like if we did something. Besides she's only here because I ran in to her at the mall." He pulls out a chair and sits down.

"Small world, so what's she doing in Hollywood?"

"She said she's here cuz she's visiting an uncle or something. She didn't want to stay at his place, so I offered her the living room."

"Well that's nice of you and all, but where am I going to sleep?" I ask him with a mouth full of pizza.

"You can sleep in my room. I just finished cleaning when you came in." He says proudly.

"And you're sleeping where?"

"In my room, only on the floor, I got it all set up already."

"I got a better idea. You get the bed, I get the floor. Lord only knows what you've done on that thing."

"I was hoping you'd say that. Well I'm gonna hit the hay, you're welcome to do whatever the hell it is you want." He gets up and starts walking to his room. "You know I might just have to start charging you rent."

"I'm too cool to pay you rent. Good night, don't have any whet dreams!"

"You're not that hot!"

"I was talking about Sarah!"

"Then that might be a problem."

"What was that?!"

"Nothing, night!"

"Night." I hear his bedroom door close, and I finish off my slice of pizza. I start getting up to throw away the bottle and end up stubbing my toe on one of the table legs.

"Ow, ow, ow."!

"Oliver, is that you?" I hear a groggy voice come from the doorway.

"Oliver just went to sleep, sorry I woke you up Sarah." I just thought of something. Oliver and I just finished making a bunch of noise and she didn't wake up from that…

"Lilly? Wow, long time no see. Oliver said you'd be sleeping over. How've you been?" She walks over to me and gives me a hug, she's wearing pretty much what Oliver was wearing, except she's wearing shorts, and her shirt's newer.

I hug her back. "I've been good, and you?"

"You know same ol', same ol'. We haven't spoken to each other since graduation, huh?"

"Yeah you're right, I guess everyone just went their own way."

"Kinda sad ain't it?"

"It's the way of life, or whatever. I'll let you get back to sleep. I'm just gonna clean up here and go to bed and we'll talk more in the morning, I'm kinda beat myself." I yawn.

"Sounds good to me, good night." She starts walking back to the living room. "Hey we should do something tomorrow, Oliver, you, and myself, unless you guys have stuff to do tomorrow."

"Nah, I don't have anything to do tomorrow. We'll run it by Oliver in the morning. G'night!" I walk towards the bathroom.

"Night Lilly!"

I close the bathroom door behind me. 'Yeesh, that woman is working me to much… Ah forget it Truscott, just change and go to sleep.' I pull out some close from by duffel bag I threw in here earlier. 'There's something about that girl that's bugging me, I can't stop thinking about it…. Miley, not a name I've heard before.

Flashback

"So, where to?"

"Anywhere's good."

"All right, I'll drive around the strip." I pull out of the driveway. "Would you mind if I put on some music?"

"Go right ahead, it's your limo." She smiles.

I find myself smiling back at her "Thank you." I turn on the radio to a random station. A song comes up that I haven't heard in a while and decide to leave it. 'What was this chicks name…? Something Atlanta, wait that's not right, what was it?'

"Do you like Hannah?"

I snap my fingers. "That's it!" Please tell me I didn't just do that? "Um, I'm sorry, what was your question?"

She giggles. "I asked if you like Hannah Montana."

"Hmm, she has some catchy songs, but I don't consider any one of them a favorite or anything. Her songs sound sort of childish."

"Oh…"

End Flashback

'I wonder why she got quiet after I said that.'

I step out of the restroom ready for bed in my PJs. Yes, unlike everyone else I know I still wear pajamas, got a problem with that? Didn't think so, and FYI they have bears on them. Adds to my cute factor, well according to Oliver and some other people… you didn't need to know that…

'I'll tell Oliver about Miley tomorrow. Right now I need to sleep for at least a gugillion years. Heh, gugillion.' I open the door to Oliver's room and step inside. Oliver's out like a light, he's sprawled on the bed with the covers on him and his leg is hanging off the side. 'Eww, drool.'

"Such a doughnut." I say to myself. I lay down on the ground, put the covers over me, close my eyes and immediately sleep takes me over.


Miley's POV

So I'm only three hours late. I'm 20 years old, I should be able to get home whenever I want, besides I was with Jake. Daddy knows he wouldn't try anything… Oh, I hope he's asleep.

I go through the front door. Better to just get it over with if he's still awake, right?

I'm halfway to my room when I hear a noise coming from the kitchen, curse me and my curiosity. "Please let it be Jackson, please let it be Jackson..."

"Dad's already asleep Miles, but he was kinda mad that you didn't call."

I let out the breath I was holding. Good it is Jackson. "How'd ya know it was me, and what are ya still doing awake?" I ask him poking my head in the kitchen.

"You're talkin' to the Breaking-into-his-own-house King, and I wanted a snack." He says holding up a box of doughnuts and a can of Coke.

"A midnight snack consists of somethin' light." I take a seat on one of the stools.

"No, that's for you. I need my junk en-masse. So how'd your date with Master Prude go?" He asks taking a seat on the stool across me.

"Jake is not a prude!"

"Apparently not, since you're home so late." He gives me a funny look.

"We didn't do anythin'!"

"Hey, I said nothin'. But then why are you home so late?"

I stay quiet for awhile, and then let out a sigh. "Okay I'll tell you, but promise me you won't tell Daddy." I look him straight in the eyes.

"Scout's Honor."

I take a deep breath. "Okay, how should I say this… Umm, Jake asked me to… marry him."

He gives me an 'Oh no' look. "… And you said…?"

"I told him I need some time to think about it, and that's when he got weird."

"He got weird? What do you mean?"

"Yeah, he started freakin' out and asked me if there was someone else. So I told him that I just needed time to give him an answer since marriage is such a big step."

"So when do you think you're gonna give him an answer?"

"Well since he's a low-profile model/actor, he's going to all the 'big cities' to look for some work, and he told me he was going to be gone for the whole summer. He made me promise that I would have an answer for him when he gets back."

"That guy may not be a prude but he has too much ego. Ya think you'll be ready by then?"

"I hope so." We stay quiet for awhile. "Jeez, Jackson what should I do?" I put my head on the counter.

"Hey, why are ya askin' me? I don't have a childhood friend that wants to marry me. That's why I always told you to go make more friends." He smiles at me and I give him the meanest look I can muster.

"You suck, and I do have other friends, like…"

"Like…?"

"Well, there's Amber and Ashley."

"Please, those two are more like leeches, plastic, creepy lookin' leeches, suckin' the soul right outta ya every time they utter a word. I never understood why you told them you're Hannah."

"It was the eighth grade, and they always picked on me because of my accent."

"Yeah and when you told them, the next day they threatened to tell everyone in school you're a liar if you couldn't prove it to them."

"I did prove it to them and they do go out to parties with me when I ask them, and they started treating me with more respect."

"Yeah because you know how to get into the right parties and when they're with you, they hang on you like a life line, tellin' everyone they're your best friends since forever just so they can get a few autographs, and another thing-"

"Okay, okay I get it. I need to make some real friends."

"Now yer gettin' it." He picks up his food.

"Hey, don't tell me you're going to sleep already after that 'pep talk' you just gave me."

"Yep, like I said it's not my problem. Night." He walks out of the kitchen.

"Once again, you suck."

I'm left alone in the kitchen, thinking. 'Of all the things that could have happened to me... This is so damn frustrating! Whatever, I'm going to my room.' I turn off the lights in the kitchen and head for my room. 'Well at least I had some fun going out with Jake tonight… Oh, I'm only kidding myself. I had more fun talking with… what was her name? Right, Lilly. She did give me her card. I'll tell Daddy about the company tomorrow. I really liked her, big difference from Oken, I liked him, but he was just too much.'

I close the door behind me and head for my drawer and take out a pair of blue shorts and a pink shirt. Once I'm done changing I jump on my bed and get comfortable. I just hope tomorrow Daddy's in a good mood… Nibblets, it's my turn to go to the store tomorrow…

A/N: I apologize for the long wait, to anyone that cares. Please tell me people are still reading this sorry excuse for a fanfic!! The next chapter shouldn't take as long to finish… Don't quote me on that though. 'Till next time!