A/N: Glad to hear your opinions on Lilly, hehe. Yup she sure does speak her mind. But for those of you who haven't seen the movie (and forgot my beginning a/n) she's playing the guy in the movie. He always speaks his mind and is bold and confident at whatever he says. Well I figured Lilly fit best for his role, so I just thought you might want a little info there. Anywho, enjoy...

Next thing, I was in her apartment and waiting for her to change into one of the dresses we bought. I waited downstairs, in a rocking chair, looking around me for something to do. I saw her cat jump on the edge of the couch and then look at me. Well I didn't give a damn about him right now. Then I looked to my right and picked up a ball of yarn and knitting needles from the floor. I looked at them with confusion and didn't know what to think of her. Well at least I wouldn't have to teach her how to knit. Then I threw it back down and looked at a book.

Then she came downstairs a minute later. Wearing a long sleeveless, black dress, with straps. High heels and the top showed off a good amount of cleavage, but not too much. "Well, what do you think?" She asked me as if this were no big deal. I was still sitting down and on the inside, I loved it, but tried not to show it. Although I think I smiled a little. And she turned around for me, it was even nicer as the back went low and bare.

"Uh, not bad." I said, keeping calm.

"I just, I don't wanna be precived as a bimbo. I mean..." Miley trailed off, looking down at her new look.

"And I don't want you to be a bimbo. You have to be two people..." I composed myself to talk professional again. "...the saint and the sinner. The librarian and the stripper." I said, then got up from the chair. "And on one hand you have to push the guy away with a cold indifference." I told her as I moved the back of her hair around. The extensions came out really nice. "On the other, you have to be a sexually teasing, tornado." I said to her as I looked into her eyes and put my hands on the sides of her shoulders. She slightly chuckled at my last comment. "Now, we have to teach you flirting."

"I know how to flirt." Miley defended.

"You know how to flirt." I said and now was a great time to mock her. "Oh, my name's Miley, and I love reading. I also love cats, gardening and romantic picnics." I said in a low, mocking voice. "I don't think so." Then I walked behind her to grab my drink on the table beside the couch. Then she suddenly started mocking me.

"Hey babe! Wearin any underwear?" She smacked my butt.

"Hey, I wouldn't say that and I wouldn't grab ass." I told her, then sipped my drink.

"What's wrong with a little ass grabbing?" I set my drink down so I wouldn't spill it, cause she was still touching me hard. "I mean what's it there for, for me not to grab it?" She said in a husky tone and smacked my ass again.

"Whoa!" I turned around and faced her.

"You're just a set of oraphesis and a pair of tee tahs." She kept going.

"You are a deeply, deeply, disturbed person." I said, facing her closely.

"Hm..." Miley said and moved closer to me. "Maybe I'm just a really good student." She smiled as she started something interesting.

"Would you stop doin that?" I looked at her confused.

"Doing what?" She said, as if nothing was happening at all.

"Running...your finger...down there...over me." I responded, nervously.

"Why? Is it turning you on?"

"Uh, maybe..."

"Ha, that's weird, I think I kinda like it." Miley said softly, as she ran her finger along the top of my chest.

I looked at her, inches away from her face. "Really?"

"...Sucker." She smiled.

I turned my head to the side. "I knew it. Hey, no teaching the teacher." Miley started to laugh, then a few knocks came at her door.

"Who is it?" She yelled.

"It's Collin."

She turned back to me in panic. "I'm not ready for this. I'm not ready for this. I'm not ready for this. I-"

"Shh! Ok?" I shut her up.

"Ok."

"Ok, keep the conversation under just a minute. Now go." I said and then ran around and hid behind the couch. Oh yeah, real smart Truscott.

"Under a minute, under a minute." Miley repeated to herself as she started heading for the door. But then I thought of something and got up from the couch.

"Oh wait, wait, wait." I whispered loudly and then made a hand gesture for her to turn around. Miley obviously was thinking I had to check something, but I slapped her on her butt, getting her back.

She gave me an angry glare and then hurried to the door and opened it. "Hi."

"Hey." Collin said and walked in a few steps, looking at Miley. "Wow, you look great." He complimented.

"Oh yeah I was just...doin the dishes." She quickly lied. I have to admit that was a good one.

"So what happened the other day?" He asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Well you put me on hold and you never called me back."

"Oh my god, was that you? I'm so sorry."

"Yeah it's ok."

"Uh Collin, would you mind actually giving me a call a little bit later? I'm just so busy, I gotta get back to those dishes." Miley told him. And I was slightly peeking and watched her gently push him out and then close the door. Then she looked over at me. "What now?" She asked in anticipation.

"No that's good. Now make him suffer." I whispered.

"Make him suffer." She turned towards the door saying, "Suffer." Miley whispered. Then from the other side of the door, Collin spoke up.

"Miley, I was wondering if you'd like to go to the Devil's game with me on Saturday."

As he asked, Miley smiled bigger and bigger. Then looked at me in awe, that what I did worked. I gave her a thumbs up. Then she started doing a little spazy, jumping, happy dance. I just looked at her weird.

A/N: Well there's that one, I know it was short, but I hope ya liked it though...and the next one will be longer, trust me, cause it's the ball game next lol...