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Disclaimer: So I hope all of you can catch up on the song after this chapter or the next. It might be kinda obvious. So, with that said, I don't own Hannah Montana, Emily Osment, Mitchel Musso, Taylor Swift, Cody Linley, or any other human in this story!

"Shut up!" Miley said flirtatiously at rehearsals after school a few weeks later. "They did not cut me out of the episode!" she argued at the laughing actor.

"Well, they could. I'm just making sure you're prepared," he covered innocently. She glared playfully at him. "So you really skipped a grade?" he asked, having just found out earlier that day.

"Yeah, but who needs kindergarten?" They laughed briefly as Amber, Oliver, and Donny walked off the stage. "Well, actually, I could've gone either way, but I, unlike my brother who you haven't had the misfortune of meeting, was smart enough to skip ahead," she explained, managing to insult Jackson at least three times in the process.

He laughed again. Things had been like this between them for a while. You could say they were friends, something he hadn't had for a long time. Especially not with a hot girl.

"So, I stopped by the shop yesterday. Where were you?!" he asked accusingly. His whole reason for becoming a member there was to see her; though he hadn't told her this.

"Oh, I had to quit." At his shocked expression, she added, "I've been so busy with this and" she lowered her voice, "Hannah that I didn't have time to work there." Well, that put a damper in his plans.

He nodded in understanding. "Yeah, it's tough being popular," he noted cockily. She rolled her eyes and glared playfully at him.

She shoved his shoulder. "Shut up. You're not that great."

"So you admit that I'm somewhat great?" he asked, trying to catch her in a corner. She 'humphed' and walked away, signifying that he had succeeded.

People came up and clapped him on the shoulder for a job well done. They tended to do that a lot. 'Moochers' he thought reproachfully. It could get annoying really quickly.

Jake walked out to his car, thinking about his current girl problem. His thoughts followed him to the beach, where Brad was waiting for him.

"Hey dude! What took ya so long?" he asked, concern and impatience in his voice as he waited for Jake to go change into his swim trunks.

"Rehearsals ran late," he lied, exiting the bathroom.

"Uh-huh, and it has nothing to do with Miley?" he asked, already knowing his best friend's answer.

Jake's response was a glare over his shoulder. "Man, you gotta get over her," Jared said impatiently. "Either that or ask her out."

"I can't do that. We just became friends, and she barely tolerates that," the A-list movie star argued. Truth is, he was scared. He'd never been so into a girl, and he figured that either option was gonna be hard for him.

"Well then its high-time you got over her. Ooh, like with that hottie over there," Brad pointed excitedly at a blonde in a bikini sitting at a table near Rico's. She looked about seventeen, close to Jake's age.

"I dunno…" Jake hesitated. She was just the type of girl to help him get over the sassy brunette, but did he WANT to?

"Aw, come one. It's not like you have a girlfriend to worry about!" Brad reminded.

"Ya know what, you're right!" Jake's confidence was booming as he strode confidently over to the girl.

Oliver walked into work, late as usual. He entered the garage and saw Miley under a truck, only her overalls giving her away. But she seemed shorter to him. 'Maybe she's just under farther than usual' he figured as he walked over to a toolbox.

He heard the wheels slide out from under the car and a pair of boots stroll up behind him. He turned to say something to Miley, only to nearly faint at the blonde haired girl before him.

"GAH! Lilly?!" he cried, jumping back when he realized who it was.

She broke out in a mad laughing fit, barely choking out, "You shoulda seen your face!" and pointing at him.

"Yeah, haha, funny. Let's give Oliver a heart attack. What are you doing here in Miley's overalls?"

"Oh, well when Archie saw me helping you with the truck yesterday, he offered me Miley's job," she explained.

"Oh," he breathed out, still trying to catch his breath and regulate his heart beat.

That afternoon, Oliver spent time familiarizing his best friend with the tools and giving her a list of all their regular customers.

"And that should be just about it," he finished, putting the clipboard back in the filing cabinet.

Lilly lay back down on her skateboard and rolled under the read pick up truck. It was only moments later when she realized that she had forgotten the wrench.

"Oliver, can you hand me a wrench?!" she called out.

"M-kay!" he yelled back, and she heard his footsteps moving across the cement ground. He decided to play a trick on her. He crouched down and scooted next to her under the truck. She was looking the other way, where he'd left his shoes to throw her off.

After a few minutes of waiting, the blonde grew impatient. She turned her head to yell for Oliver, only to accidentally collide her lips onto his.

After a brief moment of shock, she pulled away. "Uh, here." he dropped the wrench and rolled back out, trying to settle the butterflies in his stomach. What could this mean?

So, this whole part with Lilly and Oliver was Sara's (BeMySpiderman's) idea! Shout outs to her! As you can see, this chapter was a filler. But I promised an update, and so I gave you one! Please thank me for it! Also, I just got an account on YouTube, and I will hopefully have videos out this weekend.

And if anyone wants to guess which song I'll be using as the foundation for the rest of the story, be my guest. Hint: I was just listening to it!

Luv Wendy:)(: