Dance, Ollie, Dance!

Oliver's POV

"THESE RESULTS ARE VERY SURPRISING. IT SEEMS THAT TWO OF OUR COMPETITORS GOT THE SAME SCORE. THERE IS A TIE!!"

My jaw dropped. A tie? A TIE? Miley and Lilly's faces looked similar to mine.

There were murmurs throughout the crowd? 'A tie?', 'What?', and 'Huh?' were just a few of the sounds we heard.

"NOW, I'M SURE YOU'RE ALL WONDERING WHICH DANCERS ARE IN THE TIE."

I shouted, "Ya think??"

"WELL, THESE TWO DANCERS WILL COMPETE IN A DANCE-OFF. AFTERWARDS, THE DANCER WITH THE HIGHEST SCORE FROM OUR JUDGES WILL WIN THE COMPETITION."

Miley muttered, "Now just tell us who the freaking dancers are." She looked to cute when she was frustrated... Okay, stop Oliver, you need to worry about the competition and stop gazing at Miley.

"THE TWO PEOPLE THAT WILL COMPETE IN THE DANCE-OFF ARE..."

The announcer held a dramatic pause.

"OLIVER OKEN AND JAKE RYAN!"

Jaw dropping occured once again in the world of Oliver Oken, Miley Stewart, and Lilly Truscott.

"Jake?" Miley shouted. "He didn't even try out!" Miley was obviously angry that her ex was in the competition. Not saying that I wasn't, but that made me sure that she wasn't interested in him anymore. Which meant that I actually had a shot.

"I know, what gives? I haven't even seen him here," said Lilly.

At that point, Rico came up behind them and said, "I think it was rigged. The judges claim that Jake had a private audition. So it's definitely not fair."

"WILL OLIVER OKEN PLEASE REPORT TO THE STAGE? OLIVER OKEN TO THE STAGE," the announcer announced. (A/N; It's what an announcer does! xD)

"Well, I'd better win this fair and square, " I proclaimed.

"Oh yeah, Oliver!" Miley started. "I forgot to say how proud I am of you. Good luck, and beat Jake!" Miley hugged me and I blushed.

I made my way through the crowd, towards the stage. Jake was already there, waving to his fans and flashing smiles.

"Jake," I said when I finally got to him. "May the better man win."

"Thanks Oliver!" Jake said fakely, clearly for the cameras. (A/N; Yeah, I forgot to say that the competition would be on TV. :o)

"Yeah," I said and rolled my eyes.

There was a coin toss to see who would pick the order which we went in. Jake, of course, won. "I think I'll let Oliver here go first." He then turned to the crowd and flashed a cool smile. Many young girls started screaming. If I was them, I'd be screaming in fear. Not that I've ever... er... fantasized about being a young girl... (A/N; Surrrrreeee he hasn't... xD)

So I started dancing to Run It, by Chris Brown. I was confidant that I was as good as yesterday, if not better. By the end of the dance, my forehead was dripping with little beads of sweat. I checked my pits, and luckily they were dry. The crowd roared with applause, except the little girls who were Jake Ryan fans, of course.

Now it was Jake's turn to dance. He looked really nervous, for once in his life. Since the song choice was random, he got the old Hamsterdance song. I held in my laughter the best I could. He started to dance: horribly! He sucked! Not just because of the weird song, but in general. I looked to see I was not the only one laughing. I looked in Miley and Lilly's direction, and they were on the ground, doubled over in laughter. Jake stopped halfway into the song and ran off the stage, crying. Yes everybody, Jake "I'm-The-Zombie-Slayer-And-I'm-Not-Afraid-Of-Anything" Ryan was running off stage, crying like a little girl.

"WELL, I GUESS THE CLEAR WINNER OF THE MALIBU DANCE COMPETITION IS OLIVERRRRR OKENNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Everyone was standing up and cheering on Oliver. he went to the middle of the stage and recieved his prize, a huge gold trophy and a $1000 giftcard to the Malibu Mall.

I was being stared at on my way back to where Miley and Lilly were. As soon as they saw me, they both ran up and squished me with a hug for congratulations.

"I say," Lilly said as we were making their way back to Miley's house, which was closest. "That we go to the mall and have Ollie here treat us to shopping spree."

I knew she was joking, "How about not?" I laughed as we entered Miley's house.

"I can't believe all that happened today!" Lilly stated. I mean, just this morning we thought Oliver couldn't dance. But we were wrong."

"Heh, thanks Lilly, I guess." I wasn't sure if that was an apology or not.

It was silent for a moment when Miley shouted, "Oh crap! I have a Hannah thing tonight! I-I- I have to go get ready," she stuttered as she ran up the stairs.

As Miley went up the stairs, her dad, Robbie Ray, came downstairs, wearing his classic mustache. "Why aren't y'all ready for the concert? Sound check's in an hour, and the stadium is a 25 minute drive."

"Sorry Mr. Stewart. We were held up by the dance competition and Miley forgot," I said. "Oh, and I won!" I added on a side note.

"Congrats, and all boy, but we gotta go to the show!"

Lilly and I then ran quickly to the Hannah closet were luckily, they kept some of Lola's and Mike's clothes.

The limo ride to the stadium was very boring and all they did was listen to the radio. I heard Mr. Stewart mutter something like, "Music today..." in a grumpy fashion.

Miley must have heard him too, because when a Hannah Montana song came on she said, "Well, if music today is bad in your opinion, than it's partly your fault."

Her dad gave her a playful hug and the ride was back to silence.

When we finally got to the stadium, after the sound check, a short guy came up to them. "Miss Montana, we are short a dancer! They've come down with strep!"

"No!!" Miley as Hannah exclaimed. "If we're short one dancer it ruins the whole routine!"

She looked very angry, but calmed down. "I guess it's not their fault that they came down with strep. I mean, it's not like my whole life will be ruined if we're short a dancer."

A lightbulb seemed to go off in my head. "I have... an idea."

"Oh no, here we go," Lilly said.

"Didn't we tell you not to have ideas anymore, boy?" Robbie Ray said.

"No... this is my best one ever."

"Well, what is it then?" Miley was eager to know.

"I'll be a Hannah dancer," I stated.

Mr. Stewart laughed, because he had never actually seen Oliver dance. A smile crept across Lilly/Lola's face, and Miley just pulled him into a hug.

A/N; Ahh, this next chapter will be fun to write. xD I'd like more reviews... -pokes reviews- I only have 8. ( xD R&R!