Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana.
Author's note: I hope you'll enjoy this story about how Miley and Lilly first met each other.
How they became friends!
Little 11 year old Miley Stewart and her family have moved to Malibu and today it's Miley's first day in a new school.
"Sweet niblets! I don't have any friends here! School's gonna be such a hell, I'm sure!" says a very unhappy Miley to her dad as they are in the car on the way to Seaview Middle School.
"Come on, Mile! I'm sure things ain't gonna be that bad." says Robby Ray.
"Yeah, sure..." says Miley with a sarcastic voice as she roll her eyes.
"Remember to be a nice girl today, Miley Stewart! You can't get into trouble on the first day of school." says Robby Ray.
"I'm always a nice girl, daddy!" says Miley without even looking at her dad.
"Of course!" says Robby Ray. "I just wanna make sure that you don't get into a fight and hurt some poor kid, okey?"
"I never fight, dad. You know that." says Miley.
"Yeah, I do know that." says Robby Ray. "Okey, bud! Here we are! Seaview Middle School."
Robby Ray stops the car and Miley steps out.
"Bye, Miles!" says Robby Ray.
"Dang, I hate my life!" says an angry Miley to herself as she slowly walks towards the entrance to Seaview Middle School.
"Hi, what's up?" says a blonde 11 year old girl as she walk up beside Miley.
"Yeah, sure, whatever..." says Miley without looking at the other girl.
"My name's Lilly! What's your name? I have never seen you before." says the blonde girl.
"I'm new here. What the heck do ya care...?" says Miley, who is still angry.
"Sorry, I just wanted to talk..." says Lilly in a soft voice.
"Fine! Since I'm new here, why don't ya show me around...?" says Miley.
"Sure, this way!" says Lilly.
"I'm Miley, by the way..." says Miley. "My family just moved here from Tennessee."
"That explains the accent...!" says Lilly with a smile.
"Why are you wearin' boy-clothes?" says Miley.
"I always wear this sort of clothes! I'm a skater-girl." says Lilly.
"There aren't that many of those back in Tennessee, that's for sure!" says Miley.
"Really?" says Lilly.
"Yeah! We've got farmers, cowboys, cowgirls and that sort of things..." says Miley.
"Sounds freaky!" says Lilly. "I've never been on a farm in my whole life!"
"It's not freaky! I love it, okey?" says Miley.
"Sure, whatever..." says Lilly.
Later after first class, Miley and Lilly walk down the corridor at school.
"What locker did you get, Miley?" says Lilly.
"Number 15. It's probably next so some evil boy..." says Miley.
"No, it's next to me!" says a happy Lilly. "My locker's number 14."
"Wow, that's cool, Lilly!" says Miley.
"Lilly, why are you talkin' to the cowgirl...?" says a a boy with dark hair who's the same age as Miley and Lilly.
"Oliver, be nice!" says Lilly as she give Oliver an evil look. "Miley, this is Oliver Oken. He's my best friend."
"Hey, cowgirl...! How's it like to eat possum, eh?" says Oliver to Miley.
"Oliver, don't be such a boy!" says Lilly.
"Do you like the cowgirl, Lils?" says Oliver.
"Don't call her that, Oliver! She's from Tennessee, but she's no regular hillbilly!" says Lilly.
"Does she even know what a CD is?" says Oliver.
"Heck I do, ya donut!" says an angry Miley.
"Sorry..." says Oliver. "My bad!"
"Thanks for defending me, Lilly!" says Miley with a smile.
"My pleasure, Miley Stewart!" says Lilly.
"Thanks, Lilly..." says Miley. "Eh, Lilly...?"
"Truscott, it's Lilly Truscott!" says Lilly.
"Wanna be my friend...?" says Miley to Lilly.
"Yeah, I'd like that, Miley!" says Lilly.
"Can I be your friend too?" says Oliver.
"If you stop sayin' that I eat possum, donut-boy!" says Miley.
"Okey, I can do that!" says Oliver.
"Good, donut-boy!" says Miley.
"Please, call me Oliver!" says Oliver.
"Sure! Oliver it is!" says Miley. "The 3 friends! Miley, Lilly and Oliver!"
"Yay!" says Lilly and Oliver.
The End.