A/N: This is not the last chapter. After attempting to wrap everything up in one chapter without cutting out huge chunks of time and not making the ending lame, I realised my short-sightedness. As you remember, I sent Lilly away two-weeks early. I didn't even kill a week. Therefore, this will not be the last chapter. I apologise in advance. I think this chapter was rubbish but to make it more appealing, I threw in some minor humour, more embarrassment, and more 'aww' moments. The inspiration for some of my 'aww' moments and the bus ride comes from iheartdisney128's The New Neighbours. If for some reason you have not read this you must. It's bloody brilliant!
It is VITAL you read my second author's note at the end. I will need all of your input to finish this. Without killing more of your time, I present chapter nine of Hannah and Mike. Cheers!
Disclaimer: I own nothing and am making nothing off of the following. All following characters are retained by Disney.
Hannah and Mike
Chapter 9
As Robby Ray walked into his daughter's room to wake her up Monday morning, he paused, noticing a clear smile on her face as she slept. Reluctantly moving to wake her, he started shaking her awake gently.
"Bud? Miles, you gotta' wake up. School today," he said quietly.
His response was her pulling up the covers and rolling over, a mere groan emitted as a reply.
Rolling his eyes, he shook her a little more, but all that was accomplished was her head burying completely under the covers.
"Come on, Bud, you have to get up. I have pancakes," he said, standing back.
Another groan was his reply. Shaking his head again, he added, "You need to get up and get dressed. You know you need time to dress properly for a certain someone."
At this, the covers were yanked down and an annoyed, yet slightly coloured Miley appeared.
"Daddy, Oliver is just my friend!"
Smirking, he said, "I never said it was Oliver you wanted to impress."
Her face now completely coloured and she hid her face under the covers yet again. Rolling his eyes, he walked to the door and before leaving simply said, "If you're not down in two minutes I'll go fetch the water bucket from Jackson's room."
As he left her room, Miley shot up from under the covers and rolled out of bed. Slipping on a pair of slippers, she looked in the mirror for a moment. Her face still coloured slightly, she glared at the door her father had just left through, and then slowly made her way downstairs.
Sitting down at the counter next to a sopping Jackson, she pulled her plate forward and began to eat slowly. Now apparently wide awake, Jackson turned to her, smirking, and nudged her slightly.
"Hear Oken made you dinner last night. Is he going to propose at the concert tonight?"
Turning to him and glaring, she snapped, "He made me a sandwich, that's it. It wasn't a big deal." With only a minor colour forming in her face, she added, "It was sweet, but not a big deal."
"Which is why you're face is colouring right Miles?"
His response was a punch in the arm as she kept her head close to her plate and ate her pancakes silently.
Chuckling, Robby Ray turned to Miley and quietly said to her, "You know I was just kidding, Bud. No matter how– "
He stopped as she raised her head and glared at him again. Chuckling, he gathered up Jackson's slightly wet plate and took it to the sink.
As Miley stood waiting for the bus, she appeared deep in thought once again. As Oliver walked up beside her, he looked at her oddly, cocking an eyebrow. Nudging her slightly, she shook her head and looked up at him. Smiling at her, he cocked his head slightly at her.
"You alright there Miles?"
She smiled back, rolling her eyes, saying, "Oh just Jackson and Daddy again. About 'us' and everything."
He laughed as well, wrapping his arm around her and saying in a mock cocky voice, "Well they are clearly aware of how attractive you find me. Don't be upset, it's perfectly normal."
She laughed, rolling her head back to rest against him and lightly hit him in the chest. She lay there for a moment, watching the bus drive up and turned to look at him.
"You're coming of course tonight to my concert aren't you?"
Looking down at her, he smiled cockily, saying, "Mike would be more than happy to accompany the beautiful Hannah Montana."
At this, her eyes widened slightly and she looked down, colouring slightly. Oliver's eyes widened as well, pausing as he apparently realized what he just said.
"Err… I mean of course I'll be coming. Look bus is here," he said quickly rushing to the opening doors. He paused and turned around and smiled awkwardly at her, waving her to join him.
After following him onto the bus, she sat down next to him. Her face still slightly coloured, she moved towards him, resting her head against him again. As he turned to her, his eyes wide, she laughed at him, shocking him but he too started to laugh.
As she sat there, her head still resting on his shoulder, she looked around and froze slightly. In nearly every seat, there was an open gossip magazine, each one opened to an article on 'Hannah and Mike' and several people all eagerly reading, many commenting. Nudging him slightly, she indicated the magazines.
Around them, nearly every conversation was about the new 'couple.'
"They are so cute together."
"Have they still not officially announced that they're dating?"
"She sure can pick them."
"This is easily her best choice ever."
"Why have we never heard of him before?" came Amber's voice from two seats up.
"I don't know but we need to find his album," came Ashley's voice next to her.
"He is so hot," they both said.
Miley frowned slightly as she turned slightly to look at Oliver's reaction. Oliver looked at her and raised his eyebrows. Shrugging his shoulders in confusion, he wrapped his arm around her. For the rest of the ride, she caught a few more minutes of sleep, her head remaining on his shoulder.
As Miley and Oliver stood at their lockers gathering their stuff for class, they both observed the new photos and magazine covers lining their neighbours' lockers. The photo of 'Hannah' and 'Mike' embracing graced some, various photos from Traci's party in others, and in Ashley and Amber's lockers, each had torn photos of Mike off of some with himself and Hannah. Mike's face graced each of their lockers.
"I love that one," Amber said, pointing to one of Ashley's.
"Oh I know, he's so gorgeous," she replied.
Miley leaned on her locker, frowning slightly at the two of them comparing photos of Mike. Oliver closed his locker, and after looking at where Miley was looking, wrapped his arm around her again.
"What do they see in him?" he asked her, shaking his head.
Looking up at him for a moment, she started laughing, rolling her head back again to rest against him.
"Let's get to class," she said, grabbing his hand and pulling him with her into their classroom.
As Oliver started to walk to his seat, Miley kept a hold on his hand, pulling him back to face her.
"Lilly's gone! You can't expect me to sit in class without anyone to talk to can you? You have to sit by me."
"Fine, but you know I sleep in most of our classes," he said, taking a seat in Lilly's usual spot as the rest of the class filed in.
As Miley spread out her things for class, she looked up and rolled her eyes, watching as Oliver laid his book on his desk and set his head down. Nudging him hard in the ribs, she hissed to him, "You're supposed to stay awake and talk to me."
Shifting his head slightly and opening one eye, he groaned in response, and then closed his eye again.
Standing up, she walked over to him and crouched next to him. Resting her head on his shoulder in mock playfulness, she said in a pleading tone, "Please Ollie?"
Opening his eye again to look at her pleading eyes, he opened both of them again to roll his eyes and groaned. Wrapping both of her arms around him from behind, she said, "Now was that so hard? Now you can talk to your best friend Miley."
"Stewart, Oken, stop flirting," said Ms. Kunkle, walking in the door behind them. "Stewart get back in your seat. Oken, wake up."
Miley immediately jumped up, her face colouring slightly, and rushed back to her seat. Oliver snapped his head up, now completely awake.
"Now that Stewart and Oken have finished with their little love fest, we can begin class," said Ms. Kunkle as she started to write on the board.
Miley looked over to Oliver who met her gaze. His face was slightly coloured as well. As the lecture began, he shrugged his shoulders and folded his arms across his book and rested his head, preparing to sleep again. Miley continued to stare at him, smiling slightly. She rolled her eyes and looked up to listen to the lecture.
As the rest of the class was filing out, Miley looked up from collecting her things to see Oliver still asleep, a little drool dribbling out of his mouth. Rolling her eyes yet again, she walked over to Oliver and poked him in the side. His head merely switched sides. Crouching down in front of him, she brought her face nearly close enough to touch his nose. Staring at him for a moment, she poked him in the eye. Scrunching his eyes up in pain, he opened them slowly but snapped up quickly.
"Geez Miles!"
She started laughing, grabbing his arm to pull him up from his desk. "You slept all class ya' donut. You're going to have to make up for my lack of someone to talk to during lunch."
"Yeah, yeah," he replied, gathering up his stuff and following her out of the room to their lockers.
As Miley attempted to open her locker, she noticed Oliver merely knock the top, bottom, and centre of his and watched as it flew open.
"Show off," she said, sticking her tongue out at him as he swapped out his supplied for his next class.
"Step aside and let the Locker Doctor operate Miles," he said cockily, gently moving her aside. With two elbows to the bottom, two to the top, and a knock in the centre with his knuckles, her locker flew open. Looking at her with a cocky smile, he brushed some invisible dirt off his shoulder.
"Oi! Locker man!" came a call from down the hall.
Nodding to acknowledge them, he turned to Miley and said, "Duty calls. When I'm done we'll go eat."
A slightly sad smile formed on her face as she closed her locker and leaned on it, watching him walk down the hall.
"Aww, is Hillbilly missing her boyfriend already?" came Amber's mocking voice.
Miley merely rolled her eyes and remained silent. Ashley blankly asked, "When did you two get together anyway?"
"Who knows? They are cute together though…" Amber added.
"Dorks in love," they said together. Turning to each other they touched fingers and said, "Ooo, tss."
She remained silent, watching Oliver open lockers for people. After a couple minutes, he walked back over to her and wrapped his arm around her.
"Shall we?" he asked, pulling her with him into the lunch room.
After getting their lunch, they sat at their usual table, today without Lilly. As Miley started eating, she looked up, seeing Oliver tossing his chips into the air and catching them in his mouth.
"What?" he asked, looking up and seeing her look at him.
Shaking her head and laughing, she replied, "Nothing. Just amazed at boy brains."
His response was to chuck a chip at her forehead
"Hey!"
"What?" he asked innocently.
She laughed again, returning to her lunch, a very slight colour to her face. As he continued to eat, she glanced up at him again. Looking up, he gave her a questioned look. She merely smiled quickly and then snapped her head down, keeping it down the rest of the time.
"Remember to meet at my house tonight at 5:00 sharp," Miley told Oliver as they stepped off the bus to their neighbourhood after school.
"Alright, but isn't the concert at 7:00?" he asked.
"Of course, but you need to be over so we can get in our disguises. We also have to be there early for sound check."
"Will do," he said, turning to walk towards his house. Turning around he called, "Can't wait for tonight. I'll call you a little before 5:00."
Watching his retreating back, she smiled, then turned to walk towards her house.
A/N: Again, I apologise for this piece of rubbish I call chapter nine. Here's the deal. You all decide the ending. I have a couple ideas: 1. They can get together at the concert next chapter (I have some real big 'aww' moments planned if you all want this); 2. They can pretend to date at the concert but encounter some more paparazzi, resulting in a talk show invite; 3. ... I dunno. You all decide. Give me your ideas, thoughts, suggestions, and criticism.
I need reviews for this one. Tell me how this should end. If you all have an idea on how it should end, let me know. If you all have ideas, there will be a poll and then you can decide the ending. Great idea eh? Yeah, you're right. Actually I just hit a wall and don't know how to finish it. So let me hear it. Once again, I apologise for this chapter. Thanks for continuing to read and review. You all are great. Cheers!
