So I'm going to try and update a lot until the story actually starts moving. So here's another chapter, hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Still don't own anything


7 years later…

I was 7 when I realized I liked Nick. I'm 14 now and he still has no idea. We are both in the same High School now, but we are in completely different social classes. Not that I'm not popular, I am on the cheerleading squad and I have plenty of great friends, including two of the best friends in the world Lily and Oliver, but I'm a freshman and Nick is a Sophomore who is on the football team and could probably get any girl he wants.

Nick is an old sophomore and I'm a young freshman. We both have fall birthdays but he was part of the older half and I was part of the younger half. So even though we are only one grade apart, he is two years older than me.

Him and I are on better terms but were still not friends. We are at least normally civil at our usual Sunday get-togethers, although he can still be a major douche sometimes. At school though, he completely ignores me. Which is where I am now.

I was at my locker before the first period bell when I saw him walk down the hallway. He looked so gorgeous, and I am not the only one who thinks so. Every girl turns her head towards him as he walks by. But I was the only one who really knew him.

After years of seeing each other for family vacations and weekly get-togethers, I would have to say I knew him pretty well. The way his eyes sparkle when one of his favorite songs comes on and how even though he fights with his brothers more than anyone, he would still loose an arm and a leg for them.

The other girls just thought he was hot, which I can't say isn't true.

I saw him walk up to his current fling, Alex. He backed her up against the locker and leaned his arms on either side of her. He was staring into her eyes and I knew what was next. I had to look away before they could start sucking face.

Ugh what was he doing with a girl like her? She was just so fake and I doubt she even knew anything abut Nick; she was only dating him because he is popular.

I sighed dejectedly and continued getting my books. My best friend Lily looked over at me and instantly knew why I was upset.

I've been crushing on Nick for years. "Miley," she began. I knew where this was going. "You have to get over him. You can do so much better than him anyways. Look at the way he treats girls, like a piece of meat." Nick had become this manwhore. He hooked up with plenty of girls at parties and had a different girl on his arm every week.

"I know Lily, I will…eventually." For now I was just his parent's best friend's daughter, and it seemed like that was all I would ever be.