CHAPTER NINE
"Exploring and Teenage Love"
Disclaimer- Alright, I don't own Hannah Montana. Never have, never will. But I can dream, can't I? There's also some Jiley in this chapter. Correction...this chapters mostly about Jake and Miley. Also some Candi and stuff. We'll get into some Loliver (possibly) in Chapter Ten. But this chapter's Jiley. Couldn't think of a better title. But whatever. Okay, let's move on. ENJOY :)
"Exploring and Teenage Love"
Jake was terrified to go to school the next day. He had told the Magnolias that Candi was there. He thought it was the rightthing to do. EHHH wrong. Anyway, he walked to school unknowing what would have happened. When he got there, he tried looking for Candi. No Candi. Anywhere. On his search, he ran into Miley and Lilly who were next to their lockers, talking. He walked up to them. Acting like everything was fine.
"Hey, guys," He said, a light wave. Lilly tried to smile, but couldn't.
"Hey, Jake." She said. She had been crying. He could tell by the faded mascara streak running from her eye to the end of her nose. He wanted to ask what was wrong, but didn't. Miley was half-smiling. Jake knew right then that something was wrong.
"Is everything okay?" He asked the girls. Lilly nodded, Miley looked at Lilly and her eyes got big. "Lilly? Can I talk to you for a sec.?" She asked, through her teeth. "Excuse us," Lilly said, walking away with Miley.
"Why did you tell him that?!" Miley yelled, in a low whisper.
"I didn't want him to get all sad. It's one thing when a regular person gets sad, but when a celebrity gets sad, it's just...sad." Lilly replied, also in a whisper.
"We have to tell him," Miley said, turning away. She began to walk, but Lilly grabbed her by the arm. "Are you freaking nuts? You can't tell him! Candi's his best friend. If we tell him...he'll just hate us. And most importantly...he'll hate you. Is that what you want?" Lilly had a good point. Miley didn't know how to respond. Wait, yeah, she did. "I'll be right back," Miley said, walking away from Lilly. "Mi-!" Lilly tried, but just gave up.
Miley walked up to Jake, and was about to tell him something...but the bell rang for homeroom. In the classroom, everyone took their seats. Jake infront of Lilly, Miley behind Lilly, Oliver in front of Jake. Oddly, there was an empty desk behind Miley. Mrs. Disney was calling roll.
"Miley Stewart..."
"Here."
"Lilian Truscott..."
"Here."
"Oliver Oken..."
"Here."
"Jake Ryan..."
"Here."
"Candi Magnolia..."
Silence...
"Candi Magnolia?"
More Silence...
"Okay, I guess she's absent."
Just then, the principal into the room, holding a note. Mrs. Disney took it, and read it silently to herself. The note read:
Please excuse Candi from all classes. The poor thing fell down the stairs last night. She's pretty banged up, and can't get out of the bed.
Love always,
Mrs. Mandi Magnolia.
"Well, that's awful." Mrs. Disney said, not taking her eyes from the note.
A few people in the room answered, "What?"
"Oh, dear me. I didn't realize I quoted that so loud. Pardon me, class." Mrs. Disney walked back to her desk, sat down and read the note aloud. "Well, I guess we're all mature fifteen year olds, here. I'll tell you what it says. Our poor Candi fell down the stairs last night, and got pretty banged up. Aparently," Mrs. Disney fixed her glasses, then tilted her head up and eyes read the note. "She can't get out of bed. She's too hurt. Bruises are everywhere on her body, so she wont be in class today. We should all say a prayer for her."
Jake saw somebody outside. It was Candi's dad. His head filled with rage, he knew what h had to do. He raised his hand. "Mrs. Disney? Can I be excused?"
"Why, of course, Jake!" Mrs. Disney replied.
Jake grabbed his coat, and stormed outside, followed Mr. Magnolia, and began to beat him up. Throwing punches here, and there. Mr. Magnolia cried out in pain several times. Miley saw through the window, and without asking, the ran out the door, and stopped where they were.
"Jake! Stop! What are you doing?!"
He ignored her. He kept beating him up. Teachers and students began to crowd around. They tried to pull him off, but he didn't care, he just kept clinging on. "Jake! Stop it!" Miley kept yelling, helplessly crying.
Mr. Magnolia was on the floor now. His face red from blood, bleeding lip...everything. By now, there was a huge crowd of teachers and students gathered around them. The principal finally pulled Jake off of him. The other teachers cleared the students away, except Miley, Oliver, Lilly, and Jake. Jake, who was breathing heavily, was red in the face from anger, frustration, but...mostly anger. And fury. Don't forget fury. Of course, being the kids they are, they didn't think much about the fight. As Oliver and Lilly left, Miley just kept staring at Jake, who was standing in the middle of the hallway. She walked up to him, "Okay, tell me. What's the deal with you lately?" She yelled.
He turned around. Miley couldn't believe how red his face was. "You know, something? Not everybody has a perfect life like you." He said. "What Candi and I were telling you is the truth."
Miley gathered up the courage, and came up to him. "Why would you think I have a perfect life?! And why would someone hurt their own daughter? Their flesh and blood."
Jake sighed. "Okay, look. There are several things involved in this, that you wouldn't understand. And even if you did, you still wouldn't."
Miley narrowed her eyes, crossed her arms, and shot her head back, then up again. "What the hell?"
"I knew you wouldn't understand," Jake whispered to himself.
"I think I do," Miley began, trying to connect the dots in her mind. It was about three minutes before she solved the puzzle. "The Magnolia's adopted Candi, didn't they?"
Jake smiled. "How'd you figure it out?" Miley blinked twice, then joined smiles. "It's obvious," She responded. "So, you're not saying what I think you're saying are you?" She asked.
"If that means im saying we need to go find Candi, then yeah, that's what Im saying." He answered. Miley rolled her eyes. "We're gonna get in trouble for ditching,"
"Oh, come on. We're sophmores. We have to live a little," Jake answered.
Miley crossed her arms. "I think that's what you say when you're seniors, Jake."
"Like there's a difference. Anyway, let's go." And before Miley could respond, he had already latched onto her hand, and pulled her out the school doors.
...
Miley poked her head out of the bush they were hiding in. She looked through her binoculars. "Where are their cars?" She asked. Jake poked his head out, too. "Must you use those? We're just right here," He said. "But, it's not fun without binoculars," She complained.
"Miley, put the binoculars down, and let's go inside before they get back." Miley did as she was told, then he slowly got out of the bush, looked left then right, reached his hand back, and helped Miley out of the bush. She dusted off her knees. She was wearing a miniskirt. "This totally sucks," She began, "Next time, remind me to wear jeans." She complained. "Shhh!" Jake whispered, and the approached the house. The door was, strangely, open. They walked inside. There were toys scattered out on the floor, obviously for Brandi, and the kitchen door was locked. "Strange, very strange." Jake said in a James-Bond-Voice. "I love it when you do that!" Miley laughed. Still holding hands, they walked upstairs, careful not to put anything out of place. They looked inside the bathroom. There was blood on the counter, surrounding a razor. "Look's like somebody cut themself." Miley said, cluelessly. "Wonder who that could be?" Jake said sarcastically. "Who?" Miley asked, still cluelessly. "Just come on," He pulled her hand away from the bathroom, and they walked down the hallway, passing each room.
They finally got to Mr. and Mrs. Magnolia's room. "Nice tv," Miley said. "Go look inside," Jake replied. "Are you crazy? Im not going in there alone!" Miley yelled in a whisper. "Fine, I'll come with you," He said, and they walked inside the room.
The let go of hands, and Miley walked in one direction, rubbing her fingers on every book spine on the book-shelf. "Hey, Miley..." Jake said, Miley spun around. Jake was holding up a lingerie. "Ew! Jake!" She laughed. He put it back in the drawer. Then grabbed her hand again. "Okay, now you know what we need to do?" He asked. Miley smiled while her mouth is wide open, and put a hand on her chest. "Jake, Im only fifteen!" She said, smiling. "Uhh, I meant...umm...to check Candi's room." He laughed.
"Oh! Yeah, I knew that." Miley smiled, while blushing. "Okay, let's go!" She hurried out of the room. Jake chuckled at her stupidity, then followed her out. "Okay, where's her room?" He asked.
Miley looked at a sign hanging on a door nearby that said, "Candi's Room!" In bright pink letters, and a gorgeous handwriting, I might add. They opened the door, 80s music videos were playing on MTV, her bed was perfectly made, and a small stuffed giraffe sat neatly on the pink and white sheets. Her window was open, and the wind was blowing the white curtains up and down, while the bright sun shone through the room. "Wow," Miley whispered. "Her room is gorgeous." She said outloud. "Yeah," Jake agreed. There were pictures of a man and a woman and a small girl with black hair and braces hanging on each wall. "This must be Mr. and Mrs. Cohen, her real parents." Jake said. "Yeah," Miley smiled. Alot of vintage, antique porclein (sp?) dolls were ontop of the dresser. Miley sat on the bed. "This room looks better than mine!" Miley was amazed at how neat and clean and gorgeous Candi's room was. Jake sat beside her. "Yeah, but...no Candi. Where could she be?" He asked, confused. Miley watched more frustration rise up his spine, just like it had done two nights before.
Miley thought this was a bad time to say it, but she had to anyway, "Jake? Can I ask you something?" He looked at her. "Sure," He responded, smiling.
"What do you...I mean, well, Have you ever, thought about me? I mean, after we...broke up and everything?" She asked him. He dropped his smile, and looked down. "Yeah, I...have." He answered. "Oh," Miley smiled. Yay! She thought. Without asking her or anything, he brought his lips to hers. A slight whimper rose up in Miley's throat when she felt his hand go up the back of her tanktop. They were interupted by a thumping nose in Candi's closet. They both stopped, and stood up. Jake opened the door, and both were in shock. "Oh, my god!" Miley slapped her hands over her mouth and nose. They couldn't believe what they saw.
A/N-Theraly(sp) predictable, I know. Anyway, keep checking back for Chapter 10.
