"GUESS WHAT!" Lily screamed on the phone.
"What now?" I said annoyed since she woke me up in the middle of the night.
"GUESS!"
"Lily, I'm tired. Tell me so I can go back to sleep."
"Okay. Guess who asked me to the dance on Friday?"
"Lily. What did I just tell you?"
I can hear her sigh, "FINE! Okay, Travis..."
"Lily, you do realize that there are a hundred Travis' at our school?"
"I wasn't done! It was called a dramatic pause," she said annoyingly.
"Hey! Don't get sassy with me! You're the one that woke me up at 2 in the morning, now Travis...?"
"MASON!"
"No way! Travis Mason? The Travis Mason? The quarterback from Texas? That's HUGE! And he hates me, so there's not a chance of another Nick Presby incident," I said, suddenly woken up. (A/N: Are they really serious about football in California? I don't live there, obviously, and I don't really know what sports they're really into there. I live in Texas and football is a VERY big deal. But yeah. On with the story)
"Okay. Go back to sleep."
"I can't anymore! You totally woke me up. Do you think you can sneak out and come over? Leave a note for the rents, or something."
"Okay."
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"What are we going to wear?" Lily asked laying down on my bed.
"I don't know. My dad is kind of cutting me off for a while. Remember that shopping spree we took last month?"
"Yeah."
"Yeah. We maxed out like 5 of Hannah Montana's credit cards!"
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" she said sitting up.
"Psh! Don't worry about. You weren't the one that spend $500 dollars in boots."
"Oh. True. You're a terrible shopper."
"HEY!" I said hitting her with a pillow.
"It's true, look, see this outfit I'm wearing?" she said standing up acting like she was walking her very unique "catwalk"
"Lily Truscott. Sporting a pair of olive cargo capris and a GORGEOUS red and white striped sweater!" I said very "anouncer"-like.
"See? I still look amazing. I bought this outfit with what? My allowance! No rockstar benefits needed!"
"Haha, well, fortunately for me. I have a whole other room filled with clothes I bought with my 'rockstar benefits'!" I said walking towards my Hannah Montana closet.
"HEY! No fair! I get a rockstar's best friend 100 percent discount!" Lily said running after me.
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"What about this one?" Lily asked holding up a short red spaghetti strap dress.
"WOAH! You want Travis to like you. Not to have him woo you two in a closet, if you get my drift," I said wiggling my eyebrows.
"Well, then why do you have this dress?"
"Let's just say I had to do my own kind of woo-ing. Try something a little flowy. It'll show off your legs. Psh, now I'm sounding like my clothes consultants. Obviously, I don't listen to those bozos!"
"Okay, this?" she asked holding up an ivory halter cocktail dress.
"PERFECT! The right amount of flowy-ness. AH! I love it."
"I know! Me, too! Let's look for yours, now! How's about this one?" she said holding up a dress from my drawers.
"Blech! Did you see the front?" Lily turned the dress around.
"AH! Where did this bow come from?" she said tossing it aside.
"LILY! I think I foooound it!" I yelled holding up a tube top dress. It was black with green polka dots and a green silk ribbon at the waist.
"Oh. I love it! Oliver would go CRAZY when he sees you in that. You are going with Oliver, right?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, it's not like he officially asked me, but I told him he didn't need to. Since, you know, we're dating, it's kind of.. well, yeah. We're going together."
"Of course."
"Yeah. Well, come on. I can smell Daddy's pancakes."
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"MILEY! PHONE!" Lily said tossing my cell phone to me.
"Ewo?" I said answering the phone, with pancakes still in my mouth.
"Miley?" I chewed my pancakes frantically.
"Oh. Hey Oliver. Sorry, Daddy made pancakes this morning and I wasn't quite finished with mine when Lily tossed me the phone."
"Hey, Miley. Grandma Wendelin is waiting, so I gotta jet. Call me tonight," Lily said as she skateboarded out the there.
"Kay, BYE!" I said with my hand on the receiver. (A/N: Is that part called the receiver?)
"Lily's there?"
"Well, no. She just left. Grandma Wendy was waiting."
"Is that the one that smelled like oatmeal?"
"No, that's the one with the cats running around everywhere."
"Oh. Yeah, gross. I'm always scared we'll run over them or something."
"Yeah. So what'd you call for?"
"Can you meet me at the beach?"
"Yeah. I'll be there in 10."
"See you there."
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I look out onto the beach, I couldn't see Oliver, so I just walked along the shoreline until I saw him. I was just walking until I saw some writing into the sand. Lily, Oliver & I always loved reading what people wrote and put little comments in there below, like it would say "I love Hannah Montana" and we would write "ME TOO" with our toes. Well, anyways, I walked over to see what this one said: "Miley Stewart+Oliver Oken. Spring Dance?" I looked around and found Oliver on the far side holding flowers. I ran over to him and gave him a big hug.
"Oliver! I told you that you didn't need to do this!"
"I know. But I wanted to," he said handing me the flowers. I gave him a kiss and then with my toes, I wrote: "Yes" under what Oliver had written. We held hands and walked along the beach the rest of the day.
Haha. The dresses that Miley & Lily chose for their dresses were actually my dresses. The ivory one was the one I used for my 8th grade formal, & the green polkie dot one was my very first homecoming dress. Ah, memories. & That whole Grandma Wendy thing with the cats was actually something I thought of with an inspiration from my best friend. She was like 20 small dogs and they run around all over the yard and driveway, soeither me or Daddy always have to park in the street, because we're scared we're gonna run over them. Okay. That was my "Sharing Moment".