A/N: Okay, well things have been happening while I've been away and for awhile I couldn't get on the computer…and then after that I just didn't know what to write with this….then I realize I didn't like what I had in the end of this chapter and what I had in chapter eleven. So I'm redoing them. Sorry kids if y'all had liked it…but it was bugging the crap out of me!!

Chapter ten:

"Yeah…" I said, wondering why all the shit had to hit the fan in one day.

She hung up her phone, then stared at my intently for several minutes. "I honestly can't believe you would pull some shit like this." She got up wiping sand off her butt as she did. "You're a real dumbass sometimes, you know that? Fuck...and the things I've told "Mike", I should've known…same smile, same laugh only you tried to make it deeper sounding, same facial expressions, same hands, same shoes you wore to my fucking house…I should've fucking realized, should've known." She shook her head walking away from me.

"Lily! Wait, please!" I got, pulling off the "Mike" wig, and rubbing my face with my shirt sleeve hoping to get some of the make up off. "Lily, please just let me explain! I honestly didn't mean for it to happen like this!"

She turned around angrily, more angry than I had ever seen her, "Oh yeah Miley, and how did you want this to end up? For you to woo me as a boy and then show you how perfect it could be with us? You're pathetic Miley. Just leave me the fuck alone, I already told you once."

"Lily…" I whimpered, "Don't do this."

"Shut up Miley, I don't want to hear your excuses. You lied to me, you basically spied on me, and you expect me just to forgive you because you had some stupid idea? You're so stupid; it doesn't work that way Miley."

"I'm sorry," I whined. "I don't know what I was thinking."

"You were thinking of going about this the wrong way. I liked you Miley, you didn't need to make somebody up to make me like you. You didn't need to be some dumbass from Ohio to convince me to like you, I already did. You ruined it Miley, now just leave me alone." Then she turned and continued walking the way back to her house, while I sat back down in the sand and cried till a retarded seagull flew by and shit on my head.

"What the fuck are you even doing out here this late!" I yelled at the bird throwing sand at it, the choking back some more tears as I turned and made my own way back home. Now I've got bird shit in my hair, and I'm dressed in boy clothes…Daddy isn't going to know what to do with me after today is over.

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After I survived that night, my dad only moderately surprised and curious as to what happened to me; I figured I would live until Lily finally decided what to do with me and our friendship. But the time in-between that was harder than I could've imagined, she wouldn't even look at me, much less talk to me. We sat next to each other in two of our classes, and we had the same lunch where we always sat next to each other with Oliver…now I was sitting in a corner by the trashcans, alone. Lily had forgiven Oliver for his anti-gay outburst, it being more acceptable than my behavior, and she turned him against me for the time being. I was forced to survive the dull school days alone, hardly saying a word, not having any friends besides Lily and Oliver. I found myself looking more and more forward to the days when I got to be Hannah, more than I usually looked forward to them. Making me think more and more of the concert coming up that weekend, I couldn't wait till I got to sing in front of all of my fans…and actually feel appreciated, and liked.

That night also turned into something else though, as I made it through the week, I noticed Lily sometimes sending a glance my way during class…or when we passed in the hall. It had me thinking, for some reason as I went out onto the stage in front of all my fans. I also realized I would be on television, at least the first part of my concert would be, and if I knew Lily I knew she would never miss one of my concerts…even if she couldn't come, but she always did, she would watch it on television at least. I said into the microphone before I started the concert, "I'd just like to apologize to a friend of mine who couldn't be here tonight with us. I did something I shouldn't have, and I'm sorry. I hope she finds it in her to forgive me. I'm still going to wait for you." Then I began singing one of my older songs, One in a Million, but the fans still seemed to love it as they began to cheer and sing along with me. I couldn't help but smile and feel lucky.

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But as the weekend went on, and I still hadn't heard from Lily I wasn't feeling quite as lucky…I had really hoped she would see me on television and know I was still at least thinking about her and feeling bad about what happened. It really was my fault…

So I figured I'd go for a drive, but as I opened the door I saw somebody sitting on the bench on the front porch that I hadn't expected to see so soon. "Hey," She smiled weakly, "I've been trying to get up the courage to knock on your door…but I wasn't sure what to do after that."

"I hope you aren't upset at me still-" I started to say as she cute me off.

"I'm not upset…as much, I have to admit I was pretty shocked…and pissed, and upset…and I wasn't sure how to forgive you. But after listening to non-stop guy talk from Oliver and not having you around to balance it out…I really started to miss you, and then I was wondering if I was maybe a little too upset with you." She looked at me uncertainly, "Then I heard on television what you said at your concert and I thought that was pretty cute…so you know, I thought maybe we could try this again. Without Mike from Ohio and you'll have to tell Oliver." She tried to hide a smile.

"Oh god…Oliver?" I rolled my eyes, "What do I have to tell him exactly?"

"That…" She stood up and walked over to me, "That me and you might have something together…if you want us to."

"I think…I'd like that."

She grinned as she pulled me into a hug, "Okay, well…you get to tell Oliver."

"What a homophobe…" I muttered, "Will you be there too when I tell him?"

"Nope." She laughed at the look of shock and disbelief on my face. But then she kissed me softly on the lips, and I suddenly didn't mind as much if I had to tell stupid Oliver about us…at least I would have Lily, even if he didn't approve. I pulled her in for another kiss, loving the feeling of her lips against mine. After a couple of seconds we pulled away gently, "Why won't you come with me to tell Ollie?" I whined.

"I don't know how to tell people things like this…" She said and shrugged.

"Well! Do you think I'm any better at it?" I whined loudly.

"No, but at least it won't be me doing to the telling." She smirked.

I just shook my head and rolled my eyes at her, "Jerk."

Then we heard my dad's car pull into the driveway, quickly jumping apart from each other, "Miley!" We heard him holler from the driveway. "That you?"

"Yes Daddy, it's me and Lil!" I called back to him.

"Oh, hey you two. I just ran over to the store…we needed more bread, Jackson ate it all making sandwiches this afternoon. I don't know where that boy puts it all." He shook his head, opening the front door as he was talking. "You guys coming in or you going to Lily's for the night?"

"Ummm," I glanced questioningly at Lily.

"Welllll…." Lily started, "Acctuallyyy…."

I narrowed my eyes at her, "What Lily?"

"I kinnnda need to go home tonight…I didn't ask my mother if I could come over…" She muttered, "Not that she'd mind I'm over here, but still."

"Can I come too?" I pouted at her.

"Sure," She glanced at my dad, "As long as you don't mind Mr. Stewart."

"Oh no, you two go on ahead. I don't mind." He said, looking for a place to hide the bread from Jackson.

"Thanks Daddy," I said, hugging him quickly then running up the stairs, with Lily following me, to get some clothes to wear at her house for the night.