DISCLAIMER - I do not own Hannah Montana or any of the characters or plot lines related to that show :) Whomever does is a lucky duck. However, I do own my characters - Sophie and whomever I wish to write about further along in the story. 'Kay?

A/n - Barry M™ is an awesome brand of makeup that I've fallen in love with. I don't think you can get it in America, but it's in a few Superdrug stores here and it's amazing (L) It's just really colourful stuff.

Also, Are We Done Yet? is the sequel film to Are We There Yet? and I think it premiered the other day.

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--Sophie's POV--

I sat at Rico's while some cocky boy tried to chat me up, he was cute yeah, but Oliver or not I'd never have gone for him. Miley walked up behind me saying "Cut it out Jackson, she's way to good for you." I laughed a little, connecting their accents and realising that he must be her brother or something. She'd mentioned having one but I hadn't put much thought to it.

"Aww, come on lil' sis! I was just havin' a little fun. This one out of bounds too now is she?" Jackson pouted at Miley. Was that supposed to be a compliment? Whether or not, it felt kind of good to be noticed.

"Why don't you talk to Ollie about it, since she's his girlfriend."

"Gosh darn it'. How come all the nice looking ones are taken already? Oliver? How'd he score a chick like that?" The boy looked distressed. I laughed at the guy over the counter again.

"Cowboy, get over yourself. I'd never have gone out with you anyway." At that a few people standing around laughed and I started to feel more comfortable in my skin. I might actually fit in here.

Oliver must have just come out of the water, he'd gone in to surf with Lilly but she'd stayed in to catch a few more waves before the tide went fully out. He was just in swimming trunks, his hair dripping wet to match his rather toned body. He jogged over to me and put his arms around my waist. It made my clothes a little wet, but I didn't mind, I was just happy to have him with me. He kissed me on he cheek and the skin there seemed to tingle a little, he's amazing.

He ordered us both an orange smoothie and we went to sit at a table by ourselves. He's so sweet, he paid for them himself. Ahh, I wanted to squeal with excitement. But I didn't.

"Coming into the water today, Soph?" he asked me. "Err, no, I don't think so." I'm still not confident about anything I wear - never mind a bikini or something like that.

"Why not?" Oliver seemed a little disappointed. I am too, there's nothing I'd like more than to go swimming with him right now. I'm just too scared he'll think I look bad or something. "I... I don't feel well. And anyway, I left my bikini back at the house. Maybe another day, yeah?"

His face dropped a little, he probably wanted to show off to me in the water, not that I wouldn't have liked it. "We only have two weeks before we go back to school, I just want to make the most of it."

"Yeah, it's cool. In a couple of days, I'm probably just reacting a bit to the weather - it's nowhere near as hot as this back where I used to live. I just don't want to get heatstroke or something."

Face lighting up a little, he smiled and sipped some of his smoothie.

"So, apart from surfing, swimming and going the mall is there anything else to do around here?" I want to spend time with Oliver, to get to know him better, but I'd rather it be as far away from water as possible.

He hesitated for a second before saying "Well, I mean. There is the movie theater. We could go see a movie. Tonight." He cleared his throat. "Just, the two of us."

My heart jumped, a date? "Yeah. That sounds great. What time?"

"I was thinking about eight? Erm, do you reckon we could meet there? I'd get a ride off my mum but she might scare you with her man voice." He shuddered. I laughed. Man voice?

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---3rd Person---

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!" Sophie was sitting on the edge of her bed, looking extremely worried. She threw herself backwards and sighed loudly. "What am I going to do? No, seriously!"

Miley and Lilly giggled. They sifted through her closet carefully.

"Ooh, these pants look nice! Why don't you wear them?" Lilly held up a pair of sparkly jeans, they were almost black and had grey stitching that was fashionably visible. Sophie sat up to look at them.

"Yeah, they'll look great on you Soph, they're skinny jeans too, you can show off your legs a bit." Miley piped in. Then almost in unison, the two girls turned their heads towards each other and gasped.

"They'd look -"

"Amazing with -"

"What you wore -"

"Last week!"

Sophie's head went from one to the other rather quickly before she gave up and let herself fall backwards again. The girls jumped up and down a little on the spot, excited with their revelation.

"Okay," Miley announced. "I'll go and get my top. It will look breathtaking with these jeans, promise. I'll be five minutes max. Less if I run, but can you really see me running in these shoes?" She pointed to the plimsolls on her feet that looked painfully too small, but still very cute. Lilly and Sophie grinned at her.

"In a bit, Miles." Miley left hurriedly as Lilly shot Sophie a weird look.

"In a bit?" The new girl shrugged, she and her friends back in England said it all the time.

She stood up and paced a little before checking her laptop to see if anyone had said anything on MSN. They hadn't, to her dismay. Biting her nails, she settled herself back on the bed next to her friend.

'Why did I even agree to this?" She thought. "Maybe it's not even a date! But, wait, if we're going out and we're hanging together - just the two of us - is that not a date anyway? Oh crap, I'm hopeless!"

"Lil, it is a date isn't it? I mean, he did say 'just the two of us', doesn't that make it a date? I mean, maybe I'm dressing up too much. We're only going to the pictures." Mouthing her doubts, Sophie started playing with the hem of her jacket.

"Of course it's a date, you're his girlfriend and he's taking you to the pictures! You're not dressing up too much, the clothes you're wearing are sort of, partially casual and part dressy. So you look beautiful bur it looks like you pulled it off effortlessly. Guys go for that. Especially Ollie."

Sophie, understanding that Lilly had known Oliver since she was tiny, took this to heart; she picked up some makeup and stood in front of her mirror. After applying her powder based foundation, covering up her new found freckles that had appeared recently due to the sun, she bit her lip.

"So what color is this top?"

"Purple. Well, ish. Violet, I suppose."

Sophie's face illuminated like Christmas lights. "I think I have the perfect makeup. I got a load of new Barry M makeup before I left to come here because I won't be able to get any more until I go and visit my friends." Rummaging through her makeup bag, she pulled it out - a glittering purple eye crayon and matching eyeliner. Beaming, she administered it perfectly before putting on mascara and concealer to hide a few spots.

"So, what do you think?" She let Lilly examine it.

"Wow, it's awesome! I want some of this... Marry Emm stuff."

"Barry M," Sophie laughed.

A few seconds later Miley pushed open the bedroom door, holding up an amethyst-colored halter-neck and panting rather like a dog. "I changed my shoes," she grimaced, nodding towards the high tops on her feet. "I figured you could wear them tonight, the color matches the outfit."

Sophie wasn't listening, she was busy gaping at the garment in Miley's hand.

"Wow. Th-That's the top Hannah Montana wore last week to the premiere of Are We Done Yet?"

"Wait, you saw that?! I mean... yeah, so it is! What luck, eh? Uhm, do you like it?" Miley sensed the danger of letting Sophie know she was aware it was the same as Hannah Montana's top. Heck, it was Hannah Montana's!

"Are you kidding? This is the best day of my fricken' life!" Sophie squealed and bounced on the spot, pulling Miley and Lilly into a bear hug.

"Well, let's hope it will be."

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Ring ring, ring ring.

"Answer the phone!" Oliver frantically howled at his cell.

Ring ring, ring ring.

"Answer the bloody phone!"

Ring ring, ring -

"Hey Oliver."

"Jake, thank God you've answered. I need your help!" Oliver exclaimed, his free hand flying into the air.

"Whoa, slow down there Oken. Help with what?" Came the reply.

"Well, I'm going on a date tonight with Sophie and I kind of don't know what to say, or what to do. I mean, she's my girlfriend, aren't I suppose to know all this by now?"

"You have a girlfriend?" Jake was shocked.

"Yeah. Err, you were out of range, so I couldn't tell you." Oliver grinned dreamily.

"Wow. I'll have to meet her."

"Yeah, you will."

"Well, looks like it'll happen soon. I'll be home in a couple of days." The star admitted.

"What?!"

"Yeah, we finished filming so I'll be back in Malibu for the start of the school year."

"That's awesome man."

"So, how's Miley, then?"

"Erm, she's fine. She doesn't talk about you, really, though. In fact, she's acting like she's never met you. Sorry dude." Oliver ran a hand through his hair. He had no idea how Jake would react to this.

"Oh." Is that all he's saying? Oh?

"Back to my problem?"

"Yeah, uhm. Well, just... talk to her like you know her really well. Talk to her like Lilly or... like you do M-Miley. But a little sweeter. And you have to compliment what she's wearing. And just relax."

"You're a genius, Zombie Slayer!"

"Go get ready!"

"Wish me luck."

"Break a leg!"

Oliver collapsed against his bedroom wall. If only Jake were there now he could ask him what to wear. He really wanted to make a good impression on his new girlfriend, doubtless she was making effort for him, seeing as Miley and Lilly were unreachable. Obviously helping her get ready. Oliver picked out a pair of baggy jeans with a casual shirt and a suit jacket. It didn't take him long to get ready, probably for the worse because he spent the rest of the time worrying about what he was going to say.

"Oh shit." He realised. "Do I get her flowers?"

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A/n. Oh poo, looks like I lied. But I promise the date will be in the next chapter.

I might get it up tonight.

I'm going to Llandudno tomorrow morning and I'll be there until Friday. I might not get an internet connection but I'll take my laptop to write anyway. If I can't connect, I'll give you a really big update when I get home then (:

You still haven't told me - Lackson or Lake?!

R&R!