One week later, it was time for the dance. I had on my perfect blue dress and Lily was wearing her lovely aqua dress with sparkles. We both walked into the gymnasium which was beautifully decorated. I sat down on the bleachers and waited for Oliver. Lily joined me, considering she didn't have a date. After a few minutes, Oliver came over to me and sat down.
"So, are you feeling up to dancing?" he asked. As much as I wanted, Lily deserved it more that I did. Oliver had already agreed that Lily would get one dance and then, it was out turn.
"No, not right now. But hey, Lily can dance!" I suggested.
"Ok. Lily, want to dance?" Oliver asked standing up and holding out his hand to her.
Lily looked at him, then at me. I nodded my head in approval and she said, "Sure! I would love to." Lily grabbed his hand and they walked out onto the dance floor.
The upbeat song came to an end and a slow song began. I walked over to Lily and Oliver. Lily stepped away and went to sit on the bleachers.
Oliver held me tight as we rocked back and forth to the song. "Oliver, I love you," I whispered into his ear.
"I love you too."
Later that night, Oliver's parents agreed to drive me home. Once we got to my house, Oliver walked me to the door. Here we go!
"So, uh, I had fun tonight," Oliver said, trying to sound casual. It was the classic line that all of the boys say ate the end of a date and I knew what usually followed it.
"Yeah, me too," I replied. We both stood there for a few minutes.
"Well, bye." Oliver said, leaning in for a kiss. Our lips met and we kissed for what seemed like forever. We finally pulled apart.
"Bye Oliver. Love you!" I said as Oliver went back to his car. I walked inside and once the door was shut, I began dancing and singing, "Uh huh! Oh yeah, Uh huh!" I turned around to see my dad standing there staring at me. "Hehe... he..he," I laughed as I went upstairs and lay in bed, thinking about last night.
Everything was good from there on. Well, except for the makeup work and the fact that I was grounded for two weeks. Things had turned out better than I had planned and I felt normal once again. I guess you just gotta get things when they come, and sort them out later. Well, lets just say I was as organized as I was gonna get.
I would like to end this story with a quote from Miley herself that this reminded me of, "Always remember, a trying time is no time to quit trying." Tank you all so much for reading and reviewing! Luv yall!