Author's Note: I know it has been completely ages since I updated but all my notebooks are completely messed up at the moment, because I am totally unorganized. Sorry :) Plus school, I know I have no excuse but I'm trying. :D. I really like where this is going so hopefully it won't be too long before the next update. On the next chapter I'm going to start dedicating them so at the end I will put the dedication…yeah I think I'm done…

Disclaimer: Luna Lovegood (H.P. 5 movie): "I wonder what's for dinner, I hope there's pudding." I still can't get enough of that phrase. :) (See chap. 1)

Chapter 7: An Eventful Saturday Part 3

Ryan's POV

Miley rushed into my arm and enclosed me in a bear hug. "I didn't know you were coming to meet me!" She exclaimed. "I told your mom to keep it on the DL! That woman can't keep anything secret, the little snitch!" She said playfully as she released me from her bear hug. "Actually, she didn't tell me, I'm meeting someone here," I said. Miley is the only friend I ever had that Sharpay didn't mess with. Actually no one messed with Miley because on the first day of second grade she started a fist fight with one of the biggest guys in the class, we were young yes, but she was mad. But anyways, after that no one really messed with her. I was a really wimpy kid, so sticking by a tough kid was a must. Anyway we were instant best friends, after that day in second grade we were practically inseparable. But the summer after third grade Miley's dad got transferred to New York, we were devastated. We usually see each other only once or twice a year so this visit was a big surprise. "So who are you meeting Tigger?" She asked. "Only my secret girlfriend Piglet." I replied with an ear-to-ear smile. "Ok then I'll just go to my hotel, but we have to get together tomorrow. I'm staying at the Hilton so call me there and we can make plans." "Yeah we should go out sometime…you know as friends because you know, you're my friend and friends go out with friends as friends (A/N wow I even got confused writing that lol)…Yeah I'm going to go meet my girlfriend now…" I said nervously. I saw Lara waving me down from across the Airport. She gave me a weak smile, "Ok…well I'll see you later I guess." Miley turned and started walking towards the entrance, halfway there she stopped and turned around, "You haven't changed one bit Tigger." She called. I smiled, "Not you either Piglet." She smiled and walked out of the Airport towards a Taxi awaiting her presence (A/N Was that cheesy?).

'Do I like Miley? Well, I guess it would make sense I mean I have known her for such a long time. But even if I did, which I don't, the more important question would be does she like me? No! This is all wrong, I don't like Miley, she doesn't like me, and we are just friends. Besides, I can't like her, it's against the rules, and she's my best friend.' All these thoughts and many others ran through my head as a dragged my sneakers across the ceramic tile of the stinky airport. "Is your cousin's plane in yet?" I said plainly when I got to her. "Well hi to you too…yeah it did but we have to wait for him to get off and everything." She replied happily. "You know Ryan I'm really sorry for last night," she said truthfully. I nodded, "It's fine really." I saw a tall dark haired teen walk out of the 'Arriving' gate. "Frank!" Lara yelled. She started jogging across the waiting room with heads turning all the way. I teen dropped his carry on bag and allowed Lara to practically charge into him nearly knocking him over. They were both laughing and through all the laughing I could see her crying a little bit, so I stood off to the side and let the cousins embrace, "Um…right, Frank this is Ryan my boyfriend, Ryan this is my most favorite cousin ever Francis." She said remembering me. He shook my hand, "Hiya Ryan you can call me Frank, Francis is what my mother calls me." I chuckled, "Ok man I'm cool with that." He looked over at the luggage rack, "Oh no! All the bags are gone and my suitcase is missing!" Lara got a flash of stress on her face then as soon as it got there is disappeared, "its fine I'm sure that it was just misplaced by the staff." "Yeah we can go ask customer service about it." I chimed in. "Ok then lets go ask them!" He said energetically. We walked over to the wall length desk labeled 'Customer Service' "Hi we're looking for my cousin's Blue Armani suitcase, has it come off the plane yet?" Lara asked. "Hold on just one second." The girl behind the desk replied. She then returned to her phone call, "Yeah she was wearing the exact same butterfly top as me. Then she took her friend's beer and dumped it on me and said "problem solved."…I know how bitchy right?!" "Excuse me can you help us over here" I said impatiently. "Sir can't you see I'm on the phone? You're going to have to wait until I'm done." "Yeah I swear people are so inconsiderate these days," She said returning to her call. Frank pushed passed me and Lara. He push the disconnect button on the phone. Then he pressed loud speaker, "Can I have the manager's please? This girl," he looked at her name tag, "Clara, (A/N I'm so unoriginal with names…) is on a personal phone call and won't help us. While I just flew here first class, and I just want to know where the hell my blue Armani suitcase is!" After frank got his bag he said in a completely calm and collected voice, "So anyone up for T.G.I. Fridays?" We all started laughing, and kept on until we reached Lara's car.

A/N Ok this chapter was dedicated to my cousin Tom who Frank was modeled after. It's totally ironic; his dad's name is frank lol. But I figured out the name before I figured out the personality. :) Anyway, I hoped you liked it and again I'm sorry taking so long but I stayed up until midnight writing this. Oh! From now on the Dedication will be at the beginning. I think that's it…yeah I'm pretty sure…