Later that same day Mitchie and Alex decide to meet up at the local Dairy Queen to talk things over. Mitchie looks over the menu and then looks to the cashier.

"I'll have a cone of vanilla ice cream dipped in caramel."

"What size cone would you like?"

"Umm, the $1.89 one."

"Ok, that'll be the small."

"Yeah that one."

Alex hits her forehead with her hand. The cashier then looks at her for her order. "I'll have a small Oreo blizzard please."

"The dollar eighty-nine one is the small one apparently."

Alex pats her hand. "It's a good thing you're lovable." After the girls receive their ice cream, they go to the nearest table and sit down.

"So, did you tell Miley about last night?" Mitchie asks after taking a lick from her cone.

Alex takes a spoon full of her ice cream and nods. "Yeah."

"And?"

"She didn't believe me."

Mitchie stared at Alex like she had lost her mind. "What?"

"She said there had to be a misunderstanding."

"What would make her think we would lie about that?"

"She said she trusted him, that he would never do anything like that."

"I can't believe this." Mitchie stares down at her cone.

"I know but there isn't much we can do."

They are silent for a moment and then Mitchie breaks the silence. "I'm going to talk to her."

"Mitch, what makes you think she'll believe you if she doesn't believe me? I mean no offense but she did say we both had to be mistaken."

"I know but I still want to try. If it doesn't work then we'll let it go, for now anyway."

Alex lets out a sigh. "Okay."

Later that evening Brandi knocks on Miley's door. Miley gets up from her bed and unlocks the door so Brandi can open it. She then moves back to the bed.

"Hey there are some people finally moving into the house across the street and a bunch of us are going over to meet them. You wanna go?"

Miley shakes her head. "Nah, that's ok."

"Hey, you ok? You've been in here like all day?"

"Yeah I'm fine, just tired." She really didn't want to talk about this anymore.

"You have too much fun last night?"

"Yeah… something like that."

"Ok, later."

A couple of hours later, Mitchie followed Brandi home from meeting the neighbors. Mitchie walks into Miley's room without even bothering to knock. "Miles, we need to talk."

Miley stares at her annoyingly, not because she just barged in but because she knew what this conversation would be about. "About?" She asked anyway with an uncaring tone to her voice.

"You know what about." The girl responds matching the other brunettes annoyance.

"I really don't want to-"

"How can you not believe us? I know what we saw and that was you about to make the biggest mistake of your life." Ok so this wasn't how she wanted to approach the conversation but she was frustrated. It was out in the open now anyway so she couldn't back down.

"For all I know, you and Lexi could have been just as drunk as I was and thought you saw something you didn't."

"Miley, that's ridiculous and you know it. You know Lexi and I don't drink."

"That doesn't mean anything. Anyone can get caught in the moment."

"Miley-"

"Look, I don't want to hear this anymore." Miley says cutting the other girl off. She was frustrated as well now. "So can you and Lexi please just leave me alone about last night?"

Mitchie sighs loudly. "Ok, we'll lay off. She says reluctantly. "I guess I'll see you around." She turns and walks out of the room. The girl pulls out her phone after she walks out to text Alex.

M: 'She still doesn't believe us.'

A: 'I told you.'

M: 'She said WE were probably drunk too.'

A: 'Yeah, she told me the same thing. *rolls eyes* Look we've done what we could. I don't think there's anything else we can do.'

M: 'If something happens to her though…'

A: 'As her best friends, we will be there to pick up the pieces. Just remember, it won't be our fault. We did everything we could.'

M: '…I guess your right.'

Brandi calls up the stairs to her younger sister. "Miley, dinner is ready!" Miley groans but comes out of her room anyway. She runs into Braison after walking down the stairs.

"Hey, what's that on your neck?" The young boy asks.

Miley's eyes widen as she realizes she forgot to cover the bruised mark with some make-up. She covers the spot quickly with her hoodie. "Nothing."

"That's a hickey isn't it?" His eyes widen in realization. "You didn't-"

"No, of course not!" The girl quickly cuts him off before he can make his assumption.

"Then how-"

"Can we not talk about this right now?" Miley snaps.

Braison holds his hands up in defense. "Sorry, no need to snap at me."

Miley just rolls her eyes and takes her place and the table. She doesn't eat though. She just picks at her food, not that anybody seemed to notice.

"I can't believe who the neighbors turned out to be. Jason is so sweet just like he used to be." Brandi gushed. "Oh, and Shane and Mitchie really hit it off. They could be a really cute couple."

Miley was so deep in thought about what had been going on lately that she didn't even notice who Brandi was talking about. She really hated fighting with her best friends. It was always the worst. She knew she probably shouldn't be taking her boyfriend's side. He had never steered her wrong though and until he did, she wanted to believe him.

I know it's short. It'll get longer and better soon, promise.