A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Sorry I didn't put a chapter up yesterday, I was kind of busy. But I hope you like this one!

Chapter 3: First Fall

"Oliver, what the heck was that?" Miley asked. "You guys have never fought before!"

"She thinks she's so cool just because she's going out with Johnny Collins!" I mocked his name.

"Well aren't you happy for her?"

"No! Johnny doesn't really like her! He's using her to make Amber jealous so she'll take him back. She's gonna get hurt! But I don't care anymore 'cause she's being a jerk!"

"It sure seems like you care." Miley crossed her arms. "And you sound kind of jealous."

"Well I don't care! And I am definitely not jealous!"

"Oliver, I know you like her, just give it up!"

"No! And even if I did like her, I wouldn't anymore!"

Miley sighed. "Why don't you let her make her own mistakes, and just be there for her if and when she does get hurt?" Miley suggested.

I shook my head. "That's a job for a best friend. And apparently, we're not best friends anymore. She's being a little bi-"

"Don't even say it!" Miley stopped me "Listen, she's going out to dinner with him. I don't know where and when, but you should probably find out just incase you wanted to, you know, randomly show up and be there for her if something does happen."

"Yeah, whatever. Sorry, Miley, I'm going home. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye, Oliver."

I had to find out where Lilly was going tonight so I could spy on her. There was a tree right next to her window, with an unfinished tree house in the top of it. I climbed up the tree, struggling the whole way, and reached Lilly's window. I wasn't standing on anything sturdy, so I held on to the window sill with my life. I don't know what I was thinking. I just wanted to find some clues on where she was going. My foot slipped and I accidentally kicked against the house, making Lilly look right at me. Oops.

"Oliver, you idiot! What are you doing! You could hurt yourself!" Lilly said instantly, opening the window. "On second thought, stay there."

"Oh Lilly, you're so funny." I replied sarcastically. "Why are you being such a bitch?" Oops. I had never actually called her that before. Her mouth dropped.

"Go to Hell, Oliver." I glared at her. This chick was really making me mad.

"Why aren't you getting ready to go to Friendly's? Did he dump you already?"

"For your information, Oliver, my date's not 'til 7 and it's at Chile's, not Friendly's." Hah, she fell for it. "Now leave so I can get ready."

"Fine!" I replied, and tried to climb down as best I could, but lost my balance and fell on my back. Wow, that hurt. That was my first bad fall, and I felt like I broke both my back and tail bone.

She looked down at me, and at first I thought she was concerned. "Go home." Her eyes were cold and she closed the window. I wanted to punch someone! Ilimped home as to try to not hurt my bruises and played a little guitar before seven.

Without even realizing it, I was playing Hannah Montana's 'If we were a Movie', except I changed the words to fit me.

"If we were a movie, you'd be the right girl, and I'd be the best friend, that you fall in love with in the end." Ah! I'm a loser! A 14-year-old kid singing a Hannah Montana song on his guitar, just because I'm fighting with my best friend. Well, ex-best friend. Ugh, she's so dramatic! It took forever for seven o'clock to come around. But finally, I was on my way to Chile's to spy.