n/a- Im back, Before May. Ok so i feel a lot better. I cleared my mind, i spoke it. Yeah no bi-yotches comin out and tellin me to be them. Sorry for the word. Ok so I got acceped at this shcoll which i really wanted to get in, so Im really happy. And Well here is chapter 11. And i have p to chaper 15 or 16 writen. So epect updates like evry other day. th week.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the pj's im wearing.

Chapter 11-Lola Has a Headache.

Finally, I'm home. I missed my bed so much. My mom just made me endure half an hour of Jackson, Miley and their dad. Apparently I have to get dressed, Mr. Stewart told Miley Hannah had a thing, and Lola has to be there. So I have one hour to get ready, and they're picking me up at 7:00.

"Lilly, there is someone here to see you?" My mom screamed up the stairs.

"Oliver." I screamed when I saw him, and ran and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I'm glad to see you too Lilly." He said.

"God, I missed you so much." I said.

"Yeah, well school has been hell, Amber and Ashley are bugging me all the time about me being alone." I gliggled.

"So how's the transfer going?"

"Awesome, I move in on Friday." He smiled.

"Good, I need a friend, Miley isn't talking to me." I said, then paused. "Well, I'm not speaking to her."

"Why, what happened?" He asked.

"I met this guy, and he and Miley kinda got off on the wrong foot. So they hate each other, well Miley hates him, and she just won't get to know him." I said.

"Wow, who is this guy anyway?" He asked.

"His name is Nick, he's in the 9th grade, with me, he's 15..." He cut me off.

"Wait, If he's 15, isn't he supposed to be in the 10th grade?" He asked.

"He started school late." I said. "He skates, he plays the guitar. And I think that's pretty much it. He kinda reminds me of you. Only I don't see him as a brother. Truth be told, I kinda like him."

"Oh, well, I don't think Miley has a reason to hate him."

"I know." I said, and then started playing 'Umbrella' by Rihanna.

"Hello." He answered. "Oh, hey Em. No, I'm not at my house. I'm at a friend's house. Ok, yeah. I'll bring her along ok? Ok I'll be there in 30 min." He hung up.

"Hey, you know Em?" He asked.

"Yeah, your cousin." I said.

"Yeah, well we gotta go over to her house." He said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because she needs my help with a school project." He said.

"But I have a Hannah thing." I said.

"Yeah, but if Miley and Lilly aren't talking why should Hannah and Lola talk?" He said. Oliver was making sence for once.

"You're right, they shouldn't." I said. "But Lola has to be there."

"Yeah, but if Lola was sick…" He started.

"She wouldn't be able to go." I finished.

"And she could take her wig off and go help a friend." He said.

"I'll call Hannah." I said. So I grabbed the "Lola phone" and dialed #2, which was Hannah on speed dial. #1 was voicemail.

"Hannah here." I heard Miley's voice on the receiver.

"Hey Hannah. It's Lola. I can't go to the thing tonight. I got a really bad headache." I said.

"Oh. Well, um, Lola if this is an excuse not to see me, I don't blame you." She said.

"No, that's not it, I have nothing against Hannah, but I really feel my head trying to explode." I said.

"Oh, ok, well, um, see you sometime." She said.

"Yeah. Bye." I said. Then I hung up.

"So, Lola has nothing?" Oliver asked.

"Nada, so Lilly has the night to do nothing." I said. Then we ran downstairs. "Mom I'm going out with Oliver."

"But, I thought Lola had a thing." She said.

"Yeah, but she has a headache." I said.

"Bye Mrs. Truscott." Oliver said.

Ok so, Lilly blew Hannah off, what is gonna happen next??