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Chapter 11 : Pumpin' Up the Party

"No, Miley, sit!" Lily ordered.

"I want to help!" Miley complained, sitting back on the couch.

"You can help by not giving any of us heart attacks." Robbie retorted, draping a pink paper table cloth over their kitchen table.

"I feel so useless!"

"You're relaxing." Jake stressed. "on the doctor's orders."

"I don't want to relax!"

"If only you knew how lucky you were…" Jake mumbled.

"Lucky?" Miley cried in disbelief. "you just called me LUCKY!? I'm stuck here, because of YOU I might add, being fat. I went into labor early and nearly KILLED our kids.. For God's sake, I'm seventeen and pregnant with TWINS. How lucky is that? And now I can't do anything except have your heavy kids constantly shrink my bladder and then get YELLED AT when I get up and use the restroom. Because it's all MY fault. Yes of course, it's MY fault that I need to use the restroom. God forbid it's your fault because it's YOUR side of the family that has chubby babies!"

"Miley-" Jake whined.

"No! No don't you DARE whine at me. YOU get to go to school. YOU get to see your friends everyday. YOU can walk without being SCREAMED AT. YOU can go work on you freakin' fabulous movie sets and go to Hollywood parties and leave this behind for a couple hours. ME, I'm stuck here. I get to carry around all the weight and have future pro soccer players kick me in the GUT all day. So don't you DARE whine at ME!"

"Miley." Robbie Ray said warningly, "calm down. Stress is bad."

"I don't care what the doctor says is bad for me! I'm sick of everyone telling me what to do and when to do it! I'm not some stupid robot! I'm human! I need to get up and walk! I need to release my anger! It's HEALTHY!" she screamed in rage.

"Miley, Miley, I know you're frustrated. I know this is hard on you-"

"NO you don't. You'll never understand because YOU'LL never be pregnant. You may think you understand, but you never will."

"No, I don't understand exactly how you're feeling at this moment, but I understand that you need a release and that you're stressed and tired." He sighed, walking over to her and giving up on straightening the table cloth. "Miley, why don't you help get Sophie and Sam ready? I'm sure Rose would appreciate it."

"Last time I was around Sam he tried to kick me." she answered, crossing her arms angrily.

"Miley, I'm sure he didn't mean it."

"Did mean to almost possibly KILL two innocent, unborn children?" her voice rose again.

Robbie Ray sighed. "We've talked with him since then. He's grounded and he's on probation from any of his toys we've deamed 'violent', okay? There isn't anything more we can do, and he seems sorry. Give him another chance, Miles."

"Fine, I'd rather his company than Jake's anyways." She muttered, pushing herself off the couch.

"That's my girl." He laughed, returning to party prep.

- - - - - - later that day - - - - - -

"Thank you so much!" Miley squeeled. The baby shower was ending, and she was opening the mountain of presents infront of her. Surronding her were all the people who loved her, her new family, Aunt Dolly, Oliver, Lily, and a few family friends.

The unveiled gift were two baby blankets Mamaw had made. It was tradition for her to make one for a new Stewart baby. Miley still had hers even, though it was ratty and a very faded pink. These two were bright, one yellow, the other white, with opposite color ducks on the bottom left corner. Under the baby duck was room for the child's name to be added later. Miley's had a duck too, the only Stewart to have one, in green. She smiled as she felt the soft, heavenly cloth. She'd been so afraid that Mamaw would have disapproved of the pregnancy and not made these blankets.

"This is from us." Lily said, offering a package to Miley. Caught in Lily's hand was Oliver's hand. The two had begun dating over the summer, but they hadn't told anyone until a month ago. Not angry, instead Miley thought it was sweet. The two were so obviously destined for each other. She could just see Lily, years from now, surrounded by little brown-and-blonde haired children telling them, 'I met your daddy on the first day of preschool. I was scared to death…' Right now that was just a day dream. The two were still adjusting to the change from friend to dating, and had barely pecked each other on the cheeks, let alone the lips. Still, there was hope.

Miley tore open the wrapping to reveal two outfits Miley had pointed out to Lily in a catalog a few weeks before. They were white and yellow, like the blankets. Each was a simple one-piece set with a matching ducky pacifier each. One had yellow-and white stripes, the other circles, so they could be distinguished. "Thanks so much!" she exclaimed, leaning forward to capture her friends in hugs.

It wasn't long before the coffee table and surrounding area were covered in gifts. Because they had decided not to learn genders, almost everything was yellow or white. Anything that had green or blue also had pink and purple, and there were no gender-specific outfits. Almost everyone had gone but Aunt Dolly. Robbie Ray and Jake were moving the gifts down to our room while Rose, Amy, and Stephanie were "creatively" disposing of decorations. They wrapped each other in paper chains and wore party hats on their noses, giving the impression that they were making more of a mess than actually cleaning. Sam, Jackson, and Sophia, however, were cleaning. They were almost inhaling the leftover food, plotting an evil sugar-high. Miley was blaring her iPod and working out thank-you cards while Dolly searched through a magazine Stephanie had left on the coffee table. It was an issue of Bop.

"Miley, look at this." She announced, handing her goddaughter a folded page. It was a 2-page spread labeled, 'Jake Tells All'. They'd talked about it earlier, and decided on Jake's answers. He'd wanted people to know that he was unavailable and why. Curiously, Miley skimmed through the article.

Jake Tells All

What has he been keeping secret for so long?

Television and movie heart-throb Jake Ryan has always been private about his life, but no more! He gave Bop an exclusive interview about his life –love, school, and on film- that he's never given before.

Many remember his rocky girlfriend from four years ago – the infamous Miley Stewart. He revealed that the two began dating again that summer, and they've been together since. That's right girls, Jake is off the market – possible forever. He revealed that the two are pregnant! "We only had sex a couple times" he explains, blushing, "and we always used protection, but it broke that last time." But the gossip doesn't stop there, not at all! They conceived in March, and in June the two discovered that Miley is pregnant with twins. "it was such a surprise. We weren't actually having a real check-up at the time, so it was a total shock. She'd had a bad fall down the steps and broken her arm, and we were making sure that they were okay. Well, at the time we didn't know it was 'they'."

Jake shot a movie in Tennessee this past summer while his girlfriend visited her extended family there. They returned in August for her famous father – Robbie Ray Stewart – 's wedding to Rosalynn Morgan, adding her four children to the family. A week later they all moved – including Jake – to a larger house. "Miley and I have the larger of two basement bedrooms. We're not allowed to move out until we both complete college." He explained.

In September the two started their senior year at Seaview High in Malibu, California. They'd been given shortened schedules, for Miley to reduce stress, and for Jake time to work on movie sets. But the stress was still too high for Miley, and she went into early labor after the first week. "It was so nerve-wracking" Jake said, explaining the day. "She'd been crying in the bathroom from teasing, and a friend was comforting her, so I went back to class. I mean, I'm not allowed in the girls room, and a teacher was yelling at me to 'stop harassing' them. Ten minutes later I was called down to the clinic. The nurse thought it was Braxton Hicks, but we went to the hospital anyways. It took a long time to stop the contractions. The entire time we were so nervous. We weren't sure we could handle one baby, let alone twins, let along premature twins? We were so relieved when they told us we could go home in the morning."

Since then, Jake's kept up with school and acting, his last movie finishing filming the first week in November. Miley is home schooled and on bed rest. Jake has promised us an exclusive interview with both of them in the new year, when the twins will be only two months old.

He only had one last set of words for us before the interview's end; "I love Miley. Honey, if you're reading this, I love you. No matter how crazy you're being from the hormones or how many times I've gone to fill some crazy craving or even how many times I've yelled at you to sit down and stop walking around, I love. I'll love you forever, Miley."

How sweet is that?

She smiled, handing back the article. He'd followed every scripted word, except the ending. That was, truly sweet.

That interview in January made her queasy. She planned to release the Hannah secret then. The thought of it was so nerve-wracking.

Author's Note. Sorry it's a short chapter, the next one will be longer! I had so much trouble writing it! Click the button. If you don't know what to say, tell me if you prefer Loliver or Lackson?

Author's Rant. Personally, I hate Jake. But most of you seem to love him, so I'll keep him in the story and change the description. Ho hum….Loliver or Lackson?