The clock strikes to 7 pm and immediately an idea popped. To clear my mind I decided to go out for a walk.

"Mom!" I called out while desperately looking for my car keys.

"What? I'm in the kitchen!"

"I'm going out!" I shouted back. I decided to walk so why am I looking for my keys? I asked myself. As I ran towards the outside world, I saw a glimpse of my parents all lovey-dovey in the corner while throwing baking powder at each other, and I wonder, when will it be my time?.

I didn't stop. I ran until my legs were sore. But guess what? My stupid legs decided to stop at front of his house! Isn't is amazing? Well, I'll say it's amazing when they change the definition of amazing to unremarkable. but as I stared at the balcony of his room, I saw him moved towards the glass door, and immediately I found myself hiding behind a tree.

"wait a minute, why am I hiding from him?" I whispered to myself. "oh that's right, he'll think I'm stalker or something" I whispered back. wow. Maybe there is something wrong with me. I shook that thought out of my head. And just as I was about to ran again, a voice behind me was heard.

"Miley?" the soft angelic voice whispered, almost audible, and immediately I turned my head towards him.

"Joe. Gosh, you scared me to death, seriously, stop creeping me out, okay?" I whispered back.

"Okay, but yeah, sorry."

"that's okay. Wait how long have you been here?" I suddenly ask.

"oh, long enough" he snickered.

"oh. So you think it's funny? Huh?" I challenged.

"nope." He tried his best to hide his smile, but obviously he failed.

"really? Even just a little?" I pushed.

"okay, I'm not gonna lie, it is a little funny." Now, he didn't only smile, he broke out with laughter.

"I don't get why this is so funny" I said while gesturing to the surroundings.

"yea? You're here in front of our house, talking to yourself, and obviously stalking him" he pointed out.i thought about it before answering the most common comeback you'll hear nowadays.

"whatever" I said while sticking my tongue out to him. The respond I got? Nothing but laughter, I seriously think we both have problems. But hey! We're best friends!

"look, I know this looks weird but I have my reasons okay?" I said more serious.

"sure. Sure. But look I know something happened so now, I wanna know." He stated.

"I'm guessing you haven't heard huh?" and as he nodded I continued with a sigh. "well earlier this morning, I received an invite from Taylor saying they wanted me to have breakfast with them or whatever you call it and so, I went there earlier than planned and I met this guy, he well, he's like chuck bass PLUS Edward Cullen and he's like.. " and then before I knew it, I drifted off to dream land.

"miley?" joe asked confused as to what was happening to me.

"miley!" he said louder as he snapped his fingers to try to get my attention, which worked, for your information.

"huh?" now, I was the confused one.

"you drifted off to dream land after you something about edward bass or something" he said as he shrugged.

"oh. Well, yeah, he is the perfect guy may I admit. And.. " I didn't get the chance to finish that statement before joe interrupted me yet once again.

"can we skip that part? please. I'm begging you!" he pleaded then he did that puppy dog eyes thingy.

"fine. But you'll regret it. I swear." I looked right through his eyes then sighed before continuing.

"so, yea, we ate. Then I remembered why I was even there and he walked me to Pinkberry where I was meeting with them. Then when we got there Nick saw us together and he started calling me names" I said as I try to remember what had happened earlier and how I ended up home, without mr. Dreamy. A sigh came out of my mouth as soon as I remembered that thought.

"hmm.." joe murmured while scratching his chin. That got my attention.

"JOE! You look like your solving the case of the pink panther! It's not a mystery! And you're definitely NOT Sherlock Holmes." I said as i looked at thim straight in the eye.

"first of all, Sherlock holmes wasn't the detective in pink panther, it was Jacques Clouseau and secondly, a guy can dream, can't he?" he said as if it was the obvious.

"uh, hate to break your bubble but only normal guys can dream. You? I'm not even sure if you're normal." i smiled as I stated the truth.

"ouch, that hurt" joe said as he faked hurt.

"look, stop fooling around and can we please get out of here?" I told him as I motioned to the streets.

"yea, we better go." He, for the first time, agreed.

As we were walking down the streets, he was telling me about how he spent his day. I have to admit for a guy, joe can be talkative at times, given the right moment and opportunity, he'll never stop. As I answered his last question with a 'hmm', I stopped dead on my track.

"and then this girl, think she can do whatever she wants, I mean she freaking spilled her hot coffee right in my.." he stopped talking as he realized he was talking to no one, as he looked back, he saw me staring into the darkness, but he didn't notice or realized that we were not alone. That another pair was watching us intensely.