Wow! You guys really do like the story…ok well here is CHAPTER 11!!

"Thanks so much for giving us the ride Enrique!" Miley said.

"Of course. Anything for you Miley," he said holding her hands up and kissing them lightly. Miley was about to melt. "So this is my brother, Fernando. He's a junior."

"Hello. It is very good to meet you," he said with a very thick accent.

Fernando was a tall handsome guy. He had somewhat of a rugged appearance and was very muscular. His hair was tousled just enough to be sexy and his eyes were enticing. Fernando might have been gorgeous but Enrique wasn't far from it. Enrique looked similar to him yet he wasn't as muscular.

Miley looked around the car. It was a blue car with black leather seats and a blue and white detailing. It was pretty clean except for a soccer ball and some loose photos in the back seat. He had pictures of him and some other people playing soccer and hanging out. Miley had never been to Colombia but if people who looked like Enrique and Fernando lived there then she wondered why she still lived in Malibu.

"So where did you guys learn English?" Lily asked.

Fernando looked at Enrique and then said, "Well, Ricky learned in his school in Colombia, but I only got to learn half of what he knows because I went to go work for my father. Ricky has taught me all he knows, so slowly, I improve."

"Wow! Enrique's smart, funny, talented, and caring! Its official: he's perfect…unlike Jake. Ugh. If Jake really wants to be with Natalia, than so be it. He seems like her type—shallow and effortlessly good-looking," Miley thought.

As they drove home, Miley learned even more about…sigh…Enrique. He likes chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, the color green, Shakira and Hannah Montana. Once they dropped Lily off, Enrique took Miley to her house and walked her to the door.

"Miley, I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to go out sometime. We could catch a movie or whatever you want to do," Enrique asked.

"I would LOVE to! I mean, that sounds okay," Miley said smoothly.

"Great! I'll pick you up tomorrow at around 7?" asked Enrique excitedly.

"Seven's perfect," Miley said. And so are you, she thought.

"Bye Miley." He said walking off.

"Bye…Ricky." Enrique laughed.

After the door had shut and she heard the tires screech off, she jumped up and down and happily said, "Yes!"

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"Jakey!! There you are I've been waiting here for like 10 minutes! Gosh!" said Natalia as she saw Jake approach the picnic table where she was sitting at. As he ran, he looked like a model with his blonde hair shining like rays of the sun and the waves showing as a background.

"Hey," he replied.

"I got you a hot dog from Rico's, darling. It's not that andouille sausage we like, but it's a shack that sells food so what can you expect. It looks sanitary so go ahead," Natalia said. She was used to the best of the best and a hot dog like this didn't exactly cut it.

"Um thanks," Jake said. "Listen, can we take a walk?"

"Sure, is there something you need to tell me?" Natalia asked suspiciously. Was this about that girl again?

"No, I just want to walk with my girlfriend by the beach," he said.

"Awww, I can do that," she answered. She took his hand and they started walking.

They passed by crowds of fans and paparazzi. As Jake and Natalia passed a ledge, Natalia grabbed Jake and kissed him.

He had a sudden flashback of him and Miley. They were sitting on the ledge, their legs dangling over. Then, they kissed. Jake felt like he was kissing Miley at the moment but when he opened his eyes, he saw Natalia. What was this? He knew it was real and he was determined to find out what it meant.

OOOH! Jake is thinking about Miley! How sweeettt….