Author's Notes: So I couldn't leave the cliffhanger there for very long XD I'm on a writing high at the moment, and I wanted to keep updating. So consider this a second part to the last chapter. And thank you for the reviews guys. Pretty much all of them made me laugh XD
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Screenwriting an Apology
Lilly
Oh. Fuck.
"Lilly? Liiilllyy? Hello?"
I whipped my head back so I was facing Bree again. She frowned. "Are you quite sane?"
My mind was one huge blank. I couldn't think. I didn't even notice Bree keep on talking. Miley's here. What the hell is she doing here?! Oh… wait… she probably lives here. Oh great! Wait, calm down Truscott. You don't know that. Maybe she's just here on a vacation or something.
"And then he said-"
"Bree, I'm going to be right back. I have to go to the bathroom." I stood up quickly and high tailed it out of there.
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Miley
Oh, no you don't. Coward.
"And then I said to him-"
"James, I'm going to be right back. I have to go to the bathroom." In my anger, I had reached some sense of calm for the time being. Swiftly, I stood up and walked in the direction of the bathrooms.
I pushed the door open quietly, trying not to make a sound. I didn't see her in here. She was probably in a stall. Instead of going on the attack so soon, I leaned back against the sinks and crossed my arms, waiting.
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Lilly
I was taking deep breaths, trying to concentrate on the cheesy elevator music that always plays in this place. I heard the door open to my chagrin, and I dove for a stall, hiding. When I realized how paranoid I was being, I smacked my head with my palm. I'm a five year old. After a few minutes, I heard whoever was out there clear their throat. Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!
"Do I really have to wait here forever, or are you gonna come out anytime soon?"
I jumped involuntarily at the sound of her voice and let out a soft 'eep' of surprise.
"I heard that. Just get out here, will you?"
I took another deep breath, braced myself for the worst, and opened the stall slowly. And there she was, still the most gorgeous thing I'd ever seen. She was wearing a skirt and a blouse, with heels. She had her arms crossed, and was looking at me with an expression that clearly said 'you better run, bitch.'
"Heh… Hello."
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Miley
My rage almost disappeared when I first saw her properly. Almost. Then I remembered the brunette that was waiting for her back at her table. I was so mad, I could barely think straight. Now that she was here in front of me, I didn't even know what it was that I wanted to say. I just stared daggers at her.
She swung her arms awkwardly and whistled a little, no longer meeting my gaze. More time stretched on before she looked back at me from the corner of her eye. I raised an eyebrow. She opened her mouth to say something, but I cut her off. "So, congratulations."
Lilly's face went from apologetic to annoyed in a about point five seconds. "Thanks. And I see you're still with James. High five."
Her sarcastic tone made me snap. "'I don't have pretences to keep up. And there's no one for me out there other than you.' What a load of garbage."
She bristled, and I knew I was getting to her. "That's hardly fair, Mrs. Alexander."
"I am not Mrs. Alexander!" I shouted. "That's my damn mother in law!" How many times did I have to tell people that?!
She laughed bitterly. "Well, excuse me then, Ms. Alexander. Now, if you'll be so kind as to move, I'll just be on my way." She tapped her foot, waiting.
"What if I don't want to move?" I felt hot all over, burning with wrath so complete, I could swear I was seeing red.
Lilly smirked, and moved so she was standing right over me. She had gotten taller than me, even with me wearing heels. Damn it.
"Then I would say that you've made a complete one eighty, Miley," she whispered in my ear.
I went numb.
I felt her lips brush my neck and her hands at my waist. I closed my eyes. My knees buckled, and I almost toppled over as her lips moved up to my jaw. My involuntary movement seemed to snap her out of it. She backed away, frowning.
This time, I moved out of her way, and watched as she left.
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Lilly
I stalked over to Bree, who looked like she was just about ready to come in after me. "What took you so long?"
I didn't bother sitting back down again. "We should go."
She titled her head, her eyebrows knit together.
I just shook my head. "I'll tell you in the car. Come on."
Bree stood up, left some money on the table, and grabbed my hand, leading me to her car.
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Miley
Still in the bathroom, I walked into the handicapped stall and cried.
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