A/N: Hello. This chapter is dedicated to my loyal reviewer xMileyXLillyx.
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"Ready?" I speak slowly, barely above a whisper.
"Mmh," she answers.
"I have had it with you!" I raise my voice, "you're always too clingy! I wish I never started dating you!"
She looks taken aback for a moment by my last comment, but quickly revives, "Well then maybe we should stop dating, if you never wanted to start!"
"Fine. Then let me be the first to say it, we're over!" I point at her with my index finger, which keeps switching back and forth between her and me.
She walks away, upset. This was all too real for her… and me. I know our argument was based off imagination, but the anger and hurt in it wasn't pretending.
Lucas quickly approaches me, "Hey Stewart, now that you're free—"
"—Don't even finish that sentence," I cut him off, "I'm gay, as in not interested in," I point right below his belt.
"Okay, okay," he holds his hands up in defense, "but I'll be seeing you tomorrow night," he winks at me.
Right! Tomorrow is Halloween, and I already told Jesse I'd accompany them. Well at least I won't be home weeping over Lilly. I need to get over her, and fast, I need to move on… and hello Mikayla.
She came at the right moment, "Hello Miley. Sources tell me you're available now," she runs her finger across my cheek.
"Hey, hey, no!" Amber shouts angrily and pushes Mikayla out of the way, "I got dibs on Miley, remember?"
"No, that was all hypothetical!" Ashley angrily shoves Amber towards Mikayla, "truly I was the one that Lilly said she'd trust the most to date you."
What is this? Everyone's fighting over me… and man does it feel good! I know I don't have my love anymore, but this sure will help me a little bit. "Ladies, ladies," I grin, "there's enough of Stellar Stewart to go around," I invented my own nickname.
"Well I get the first piece of this stellarness," Mikayla is able to make way through Amber and Ashley, and grabs onto the collar of my shirt, "I claim, you as my date for Lucas's party on the 3rd of November!"
"Fine! I get Miley for the school dance on November 4th!" Ashley quickly interjects.
"I hate you both! Miley, you're mine for Jake's welcome home party on November 10th!" Amber smirks, knowing that she got the best party to have me as a date.
"Don't I get any say in this?" I ask meekly.
"No!" all three of them shout at the same time.
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Mr. Corelli is once again talking about something I won't care about in five minutes. I can't stop staring at Lilly, she's so magnificent, and I'm such a fool. She glances at me, but then turns back to her notes, ignoring me.
She must be angry from this morning… but she should know it didn't mean anything! After all it was a "fake breakup," so there shouldn't be any hard feelings left over.
She stands up, and places her notebook in her shoulder bag. Oh the bell rang? I didn't even notice…
"Lilly, wait up!" I shout as I realize she's already speed walking away.
"What?" she snaps.
"Why're you angry?" I feel weak underneath her gaze, even if it's an angry one, and I can't seem to muster up the question I wanted to ask previously. Which was, you know I still love you, right? Never mind, I can't ask that if I never even stated to her that I loved her.
"Because this morning you made me seem like a total idiot," she's on the brim of crying, "Miley, I know this whole thing was pretend, but… I-I. Oh forget it, you wouldn't understand anyways," she storms off.
I wouldn't understand what Lilly? That you felt something too? That you loved me as well? What couldn't I possibly understand? Because everything you feel, Lilly, I assure you, I feel the same. If only I had the guts to tell you that.
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"Miles, someone's here for you!" I hear my dad shout from downstairs.
Is it Lilly? If it is I swear I'll confess everything. Lilly if that's you waiting for me by my front door you'll know every last undying wish I've ever had.
It's not her. It's Oliver… with Sarah and Danny.
"Listen Miley, we heard about your breakup with Lilly," Danny starts.
Sarah continues, "and we were hoping that this would be the end of your popularity then…"
"And you'd want to be our friends again," Oliver finishes.
As nasty as I was to Oliver, it's great to know he's a loyal friend to me. I nod my head slightly, before engulfing all three of them in a hug, "I really missed you guys…"
They all chuckle, and Oliver pulls me away from them for a moment. "Listen, Miley, I'm here, if you want to talk about Lilly, okay? What you said to me before, it hurt, but it won't stop me from being your friend."
"Thank you Oliver," I reply in sincerity, and we hug again, just holding each other. "But you do realize I'm not going to give up my popularity though? I'll hang with you guys after school."
"That's a bit harsh, but anything to have my Miley back," Oliver weakly smiles, and I follow him back to Danny and Sarah.
"We'll see you tomorrow?" Danny asks hopeful, standing in the doorway.
I nod my head, and wave goodbye to all three of them. I feel like such a hypocrite, denying them friendship because I want to be higher up on the social ladder? What is becoming of me…?
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"Okay, so Miley, every Halloween we get this guy's house with eggs and dog shit. No lie, it's hilarious! Some loser that goes to our school and his dad get all upset over this, and that's the best part," Chad is filling me in what we were going to do tonight.
We're all in a huddle inside Jesse's van, and Lucas puts in the middle of the circle, three egg cartons, and 4 bags of dog crap. The dog crap seems a bit crude, but they all seem to enjoy this night.
"We've gotten him for the past three Halloweens, so let's make this last one a good one!" Lucas grins before putting his hand in the middle of the group. Chad places his hand on top of Lucas's, followed by Jesse's, then lastly mine. "Hoo! Hoo! Let's go!" we throw our arms up in the air.
Quietly Jesse opens the backdoor to his van, Chad grabs the eggs, and Lucas hands me the dog shit, "You're going to throw it," he smiles.
To them, I know they're honoring me by letting me do the dog poop, but honestly I want nothing to do with this. Landing on the pavement of the road, and letting the cool air reach me, I realize what street we're on. I know whose house this is. This loser they've been getting the past few years was… Oliver.
"Ready, go!" Lucas urges me to make the first throw.
Reluctantly, I obey.
"They're here! They're here!" I hear Oliver shout to his father. This is so wrong, so wrong.
They've begun pelting the eggs at the house, and Jesse shouts for me to throw the second bag. I raise my arm and lunge the bag, making it hit a window. I look to see the damage I've done, the windows are stained brown, and no doubt smell.
Chad sneaks up behind me, "Put the last one on their porch," he clicks a lighter, and the bag is set on fire. He gives me a shove, and I race to the front door.
I drop the lethal item, then run off back to the van, but I trip on a wire… a trap Oliver set up. "I got one of them! I got one!" he cheers happily.
I try to lift myself off the ground, but I'm too slow and Oliver sees that I was part of the group. "Miley…" he whispers before I'm finally on my feet and rushing back into Jesse's transportation.
I'm just digging my grave further now. First breaking it off with Lilly, when she might've wanted to move on with me, and now breaking Oliver's trust right after gaining it.
A/N: Sorry if there's any spelling errors, or grammar errors, wrote this with no glasses, and I'm quite tired after working 8 and ½ hours today.