Better Than Revenge

How was I supposed to go on with my life? The rumor around school was Miley was officially with Mikayla, as in the teen singer Mikayla. How the two even met is a complete mystery to me. All I know is that I had Miley right where I wanted her, but Mikayla came along, got her alone some how. Mikayla took Miley faster than you could say "sabotage". I definitely never saw it coming, wouldn't have suspected it. I wondered if Mikayla even knew about me. If she did she had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum. It was almost unbearable. I wanted Miley back. She and I belonged together. Mikayla underestimated just who she was dealing with. I was going to have to find a way to get her back.

Immediately I began to ask everyone about Mikayla. I didn't know too much about her. She didn't really sing my type of music. Everyone told me the same thing. Mikayla is not a saint. I also found out she had just gotten back from doing a movie with Jake Ryan. I had no idea she was an actress. She's also better known for the things that she does on the mattress. That made me freak out a little. I didn't want some other girl who didn't care about Miley to be her first. One thing I found out through the gossip at school was that there was going to be a party this weekend and both Mikayla and Miley have already said they were going to be there. Soon Mikayla is gonna find stealing other people's toys on the playground won't make her any friends. There is nothing I do better than revenge.

On Friday night, the night of the party, I quickly made my way to Oliver's house. Oliver, Joanie and I were all going together. It was at some guy named Cooper's house, who happen to live a block away from Oliver. I was glad that Oliver and Joanie were waiting outside for me. I wanted to get to the party as soon as possible and seeing as how I was already thirty minutes late, I didn't want to waste any more time. With out stopping I skated right past Joanie and Oliver, and headed towards Coop's house.

"Whoa Truscott! Slow your roll." Joanie called after me. I brought my skateboard to a halt and wait as the couple caught up to me. "I'm sure they aren't even there yet. Most people don't show up early." Joanie said as we walked slowly together. They knew of my plan. At first neither were on board but after some talking and a few fake tears I managed to change their minds.

Despite what Joanie said, the party was in full swing when we arrived. Cars were parked everywhere. I stashed my board in the bushes and followed Joanie and Oliver in the door. It was crazy how fast I found Miley. She was standing off to the side of a big crowd. The crowd, I noticed, was all surrounding Mikayla. She must be use to all the attention. I hadn't realized I was staring at Mikayla until she made eye contact with me. She looked at me like I was a trend and she's so over it. I personally think her ever-present frown is troubling. I looked away from her. I needed to think about my next move. I didn't have time though. Mikayla had broken from the crowd and walked up to me.

" Are you Lilly Truscott?" She asked, still frowning

"Um yea I am." I hesitated.

" Look, just leave it all alone." I looked at her blankly. " The word around here is that you're planning to get Miley back. That's not going to happen dear. She's mine now. I'm just to sophisticated for you."

"Sophistication isn't what you wear or who you know, or pushing people down to get you where you wanna go. I'm sure they didn't teach you that in what ever prep school you went to, so it's up to me." I had no idea where I was getting all this courage from but it was fueling me up for a fight. " I may be just another thing for you to roll your eyes at honey. You might have her but I will get the last word." By this point Miley had walked up to us. I was also suddenly aware that everyone was watching us. I could see Mikayla wanted to say something but she didn't. Instead she walked away. I could hear people complaining about the lack of fist flying. Miley lingered for a minute before walking off to Mikayla. I wanted to grab her and tell her sorry for every thing. I needed her to be with me. I needed her. I sighed before heading to the kitchen. I grabbed one of the red solo cups and filled it with the red punch in the huge punch bowl. I took an enormous drink and instantly regretted it. I gaged a little as the punch burned down my throat. It had obviously been spiked. Once it was all the way down, I took another drink. I finished off the cup and refilled. By the time I had four cups full, Oliver and Joanie were at my side.

" Lil, what are you doing?" Oliver took the cup from me and took a whiff. "Whoa!" He pulled the cup away from him.

" Were you trying to get wasted, Truscott?" Joanie asked, taking the cup from Oliver and poured the remaining contents into the sink.

"Just needed a little liquid courage, Plumbo." I said.

" Do you still feel like you know what you're doing? 'cause I don't think you do."

"I'm fine you guys. I just needed some time to think. I'm gonna get Miley back." With that I headed back to the living room. Everyone was dancing around and minding their business when I walked straight up to Mikayla.

"Hey Mikayla!" I slurred a little as I approached. "Come on, show me how much better you." Mikayla looked me up and down. She rolled her eyes and turned away. " So you deserve some applause 'cause you're so much better." I called after her. She began walking out. She took Miley with her, faster than you could say "sabotage".

AN: SO this wasn't as long as I wanted but I hope y'all like it. The story is coming along and I think I'll probably be done in three more chapters.