Whoops. I missed my update. Er... here's July.
Without further ado:
July:
"I just don't think I can do it anymore."
Lilly stared at Miley with a rather blank look adorning her face. "Do what? To who?"
That elicited a small chuckle from the brunette. She placed her book face down on the table and leaned across so she wouldn't have to speak so loud. "Remember prom night?"
Somehow Lilly didn't want to hear what came next, but she nodded anyways, "I didn't get to see you, but yeah."
"Well…" Miley glanced around at the busy library. "Can we take this somewhere more private?"
Lilly rolled her eyes, "And here I thought you wanted to get some peace and quiet."
"But someone might overhear!" Miley retorted.
"Mile, we're not in high school anymore. So not the drama. And besides, who's going to gossip about you here?" Lilly gestured to the other patrons who were wrapped up in various books, "The nerds?"
"Jake and I…" her voice dropped an octave, "we had sex."
Lilly's mouth dropped, "Miley! How could you?"
Miley raised a quizzical eyebrow, but lowered it as her face heated with a blush. "It just felt right at the time. But it wasn't fun for me."
Lilly tilted her head, "Of course not. Jake Ryan is only concerned about his own pleasure. He probably didn't even care."
"I faked it, Lil. I didn't want to ruin his night by complaining about his… performance."
Lilly chuckled, "I can see the headlines now." She spread her hands in front of her. "Jake Ryan: Hero on Screen, Zero in Bed."
Miley shook her head, "I think there's something wrong with me. I know I'm not his first. And well, nobody's complained before."
Perhaps, Lilly thought, though she dared not voice it, perhaps you weren't meant to sleep with boys. Instead she shrugged, "What's right for other people isn't always right for you."
"I'm breaking up with him." Miley declared softly.
Lilly's pulse picked up, "For good?"
"For good. I tried out the self-obsessed Jake. Didn't like him. I tried the somewhat changed Jake. Didn't like him. I tried the new Jake. Didn't like him. I think it's time I moved on."
Lilly put her hands on top of Miley's and finally said one of the few things she'd been dying to tell her best friend, "I'm so glad. He wasn't good enough for you."
"I do hope he doesn't make a fuss about this." Miley re-picked up her book and skimmed the page before continuing. Lilly figured she was deciding on what to say. "I'd hate for him to say something he doesn't mean."
"Why not?"
"I don't love him, Lil. But I don't hate him."
Lilly sighed heavily, "Do it privately and make sure he knows you want to be on good terms. Then hope for the best."
Miley nodded, "I had thought to do it that way, too."
Pressing questions wouldn't let Lilly leave the subject alone. "So you did it. Just once?"
Miley flushed and threw a hand over her eyes, "I started making excuses when he wanted to."
"Like what?"
"Do I have to answer that?"
Lilly was clearly enjoying herself, "Yes."
"Like I had homework to do. Or that Daddy wanted me home so I could do chores in the morning. Or it was family game night."
Barely concealing her glee, Lilly grinned, "And he just accepted it?"
"What could he do?" Miley questioned, "When I say no, he knows I mean no."
"If you need to talk afterwards, you've got my number." Lilly offered.
"We'll see," Miley leaned back in her chair, "But a more important issue… What in the world are we doing in the library on a warm summer day?"
Lilly stretched, closing her book, "Peace? Quiet? You wanted them?"
"Ah, yes. And now I want the sun. Let's go."
"What am I?" Lilly pretended to bemoan her fate, "Your lackey?"
"Would you prefer the term minion?"
Lilly nodded, "Lackey is so five minutes ago."
