Heyy, so here's the next chapter.

I like this one. No loe parts, sad.

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lessthanthree

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the charcters in this story. Blah


"Do you know how hard it was to stay away from Joe? He kept trying to kiss me. Do you know how perverted that would have been?"

"And a major turn off for him. Then he wouldn't want to kiss me anymore because I kiss like a guy." I said lying down on my bed as Nick paced around the room, angrily.

"Thanks for showing your concern towards me."

I smiled, "Anytime. Oh, and by the way Miley might kind of sort of think you want a sex change."

"Kind of sort of!" He yelled angrily.

"Okay, so she thinks you want a sex change and you and she had a very intimate talk about it."

"Lilly, are you serious!? Aren't you aware that I like Miley? How could you let this happen?"

"Well, it kind of started with me in the bathroom and I was yelling I am not a guy then Miley overheard. Maybe she likes guys who want to be girls; you may still have a chance." Nick growled. I mocked his growling obnoxiously and he glared at me. "You know, you took something from me too." He looked at me as if asking what. "You didn't write down what Joe whispered seductively in your ear and all of those comments were pointed towards me and wasted horribly on you!"

"You are pathetic!" He yelled.

"At least, I'm not the one who wants a sex change."

"I don't want a sex change!" He groaned, running out of the room, and slamming the door behind him. I rolled my eyes and ran after him.

"Nick!" I yelled running down the street after him. Everyone turned and gave me a confused look. "I mean…Lilly!" Wow, it's extremely weird to call yourself. I stopped and fought to catch my breath. Usually, I should feel out of shape, but this isn't my body and my body is the one that can run really far and fast. Look at me go. I smiled in pleasure. Eyes were on me, questioning my unknown grin. I smiled at them all and ran in the direction Nick went.

Oh no, Nick may make me out of shape and like him. No! When I reached the place he went to, I came to a halt. Is he serious? How stupid can you get Nicholas? I shook my head, walking into the house.

"Nick, why did Lilly run into your room?"

Think, Lilly, think. "Uh, because I trashed her room, so she wants to get back at me." Good thing, I don't have his stupid boy brain, but that also means I have to watch him closely because he's stuck with his boy brain…great. I ran up to Nick's room. "You're so stupid!" I yelled, slamming the door behind me.

"Yeah, I didn't really think before I came."

"Obviously," I rolled my eyes. "Nick, you are going to live in my house, eat my moms food, use my bathroom," Oh goodness, this isn't sounding good at all. My face started to scrunch up in disgust. "And sleep in my bed!" I finished in a yell, "Oh no no. You cannot sleep in my bed, sleep on the floor."

"Yes, because that wouldn't be weird."

"Just tell my mom you're going through some weird phase or that the floor is better for your back."

"But the floor is worse for my back!" He screeched. I turned my head giving him the 'seriously?' look. He groaned.

"Fine," I smiled in pleasure. "I'll go to your house, but I won't enjoy it."

"Alright, keep me updated with text. Now, I'm going to wash your sheets." I pulled his blankets off his bed.

"And what's your excuse?"

"You wet the bed…again." I smirked, walking into the laundry room.

"It was one time and I was 12!" He yelled from his bedroom. I giggled to myself. This may actually be fun.


I sat in school, writing Nick with a heart around it. What am I doing? I don't like Nick. I began, scribbling it out, quickly. Then I big shadow was cast over me. I glanced up at Mr. Simons and forced a smile. "Nicholas, I see you're very fond of yourself. I've never had any other student to write his own name in a heart. Maybe because it's usually girls who do this or maybe because nobody is that conceited," He yelled the last maybe because into my ear. I put my hand over it, working out the pain and spit. Gross! Good thing, I didn't write Joe.

At lunch, Nick walked over to our table, smirking. "Can I talk to you for a second, Nick?" he asked, wearing the smirk. I smiled, angrily and got up. When we got out in the hallway he pointed to me and started singing, "You like me, you want to kiss me, you want to hug me--} I hit his arm.

"Shut up." He rubbed his arm, but looked up with a big goofy grin on his face. "By the way I did that, so people would think you were conceited and weird. " He nodded in disbelief. "I don't like you!" I whisper-yelled. Nick nodded the same way.

"You say that today, but the Nickanizer will have you wrapped around his finger within a weak. Woochoo!" Nick whipped his finger as he made the sound. I scowled and walked back into the lunchroom. I turned around to see him laughing and waving, annoyingly. Ugh!

At the end of the day, Nick and I met up, trying as hard as possible to avoid Joe. "Don't say anything about me liking you or I will tell everyone how you wet the bed, got it?" Nick glared at me, but nodded. And he says I'm whipped, puh-lease. "We just have to be each other, Nick. I mean, it won't be that bad. Miley and I sleep over each others house every Friday, so just act…like me."

"Sleep-overs?" Nick choked.

"Nick, Relax. Remember, just act like me until this is fixed." He shook his head. "We have to try and get along to do this. In order to do this we have to respect each other. Just be me."

"Fine, it's easy to be a sarcastic bitch." He yelled, walking away quickly.

"Well, that's a good start," I whispered to myself.