Miley laughed at one of Oliver's remarks as Lilly looked absently at the beach from their table.

"Yoo hoo, Lilly, anyone home?" Miley chuckled, tapping on Lilly's forehead.

"Huh? Sorry Miles, I was just thinking..." Lilly mumbled.

"Uh oh!" Miley laughed.

Lilly just smiled meekly at her. Oliver caught her eye, and raised his eyebrow at her. His whole facial expression was asking her 'are you okay?' Lilly wasn't okay, but she didn't need to bring her friends down with her. So she just nodded at him and sat up a bit straighter.

Oliver gave her another concerned look before he stood up. "I'm going to go buy another smoothie. Anyone else?"

Both Miley and Lilly shook their heads. As soon as he had left, Miley turned on her friend.

"What the hell is the matter with you?" She hissed.

"Nothing!" Lilly insisted.

"Bull shit!" Miley scoffed. "Something is bugging you, girl, and I'm going to find out what it damn well is."

Lilly sighed. "You haven't met Jennifer yet, have you?"

"Oliver's girlfriend? Not yet, why? Is she horrible?" Miley snorted.

"Well, she kinda acts like her shit don't stink, but that's not really my issue!" Lilly raised her voice through Miley's giggles.

"Well, what then? Jealous?" Miley winked.

Lilly rolled her eyes. "Hardly. Remember how I told you how Michael got screwed over by an old girlfriend?"

"Well, yeah, but I don't see what that has to do with…" Miley paused as Lilly raised her eyebrows at her. "NO!" she gasped.

"YES!" Lilly whispered.

"And Oliver is dating the bitch? Does he know what she did?" Miley looked horrified.

"I don't think so, and I don't know if I should tell him or not." Lilly groaned.

"What are you, mental? You can't let her do that to Oliver! Of course you should tell him!" Miley screeched.

"Tell me what?" Both girls froze as they heard the familiar voice pipe up behind them.

Lilly looked frantically at Miley and mouthed 'HELP!' Miley eyes were wide, and all she could do was shrug helplessly.

"Tell me what?" Oliver insisted, his facial features pulled down in a concerned frown.

Lilly took a deep breath and turned to face her friend. "Oliver, has Jennifer told you why she and Michael broke up?"

Oliver's eyes narrowed. "No. I'm not really interested in that."

"Well, Michael told Lilly!" Miley blurted.

Lilly glared at her. Miley cringed in apology. Oliver was still looking at them in uncertainty.

"Um, JennifercheatedonMichaelwithhisbestfriend!" Lilly gushed all in one breath.

Oliver's jaw dropped, and Lilly knew he had understood her. But, to her surprise, he merely shook his head and sat back down in his seat without a word.

"Oliver, honey? Say something!" Miley probed gently.

"Well, I guess, I mean, who are we to judge her on one mistake?" Oliver shrugged.

Lilly stared at him in shock; she couldn't believe he was taking this so well. Miley, on the other hand, was furious.

"Oliver! She CHEATED! How do you know she won't do it to you?" She exclaimed.

"How do you know she will?" Oliver bit back.

"A leopard can't change its spots, and cheaters never prosper!" Miley hissed.

"You don't even fucking know her!" Oliver spat.

"OI!" Lilly yelled. Both Oliver and Miley broke their spiteful glare to look at her.

"Okay, Miley, give the girl a break, she made a mistake in the past. You should know all about that, Miss 'Everybody has those days' Montana. And Oliver, we just don't want you to get hurt, so don't yell at us for being your friends!" Lilly rationalized.

Oliver and Miley exchanged uneasy glances, and Oliver stood up suddenly.

"Fine. Sorry." He sneered insincerely. "I think I'm going to head off, I promised Jennifer I'd go the spa with her tonight. Coming, Lilly?"

Oliver stormed off in the direction of his car at Miley's house.

"I knew I shouldn't have told him! Now he's mad at us!" Lilly groaned again.

"At least now he knows! Which is better than not knowing about his two faced, conniving little girlfriend!" Miley fumed.

"Hey now, back off Miles, you don't know her!" Lilly bristled.

"Why are you defending her? I thought you said she acted like she had a pole up her butt!" Miley snickered.

"I didn't say that! I just… oh, screw this! Oliver's going to leave without me!" Lilly threw her hands in the air in defeat and walked off in Oliver's footsteps.

Miley jogged to catch up with her. "Jeez, alright, sorry!"

"Don't apologize to me, Miley. Apologize to him." Lilly pointed to the livid Oliver who was waiting for her in his idling car.

Miley rolled her eyes. Lilly mimicked the movement and got in the passenger door with a half-hearted wave. As soon as she closed the door, Oliver had driven away without a second glance.

Desperate to ease the tension in the small car, Lilly tried to change the subject. "So, since when do you go to spas?" She laughed uncomfortably.

"Since I enjoy doing things with my girlfriend." Oliver replied curtly, and turned on the radio, eliminating any possibility of continuing the conversation.

Lilly groaned inwardly. This was going to be a long car ride back.

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