a/n-ok this chapter's really long, and it's not the best, but it'll have to do. enjoy :-)
Chapter 13: First Siblings
I was furious. When would I work up the courage again to tell her how I feel? I was so freaking close. Stupid Owen. He needs to get a life and stop interfering with mine. I hate him.
"Owen!" I yelled, walking into the house.
"Oliver!" He yelled back, mocking me.
"You are the biggest jerk I have ever met!"
"All part of my job description!" Owen shrugged and sat down at the table.
"What are you two fighting about now?" My mom asked, setting lasagna down at the table.
"Nothing." I said coldly, also sitting.
"He's just pissed 'cause I interrupted a moment that he was having with his girlfriend." Owen stated. My jaw dropped. Why was he trying to embarrass me?
"Lilly?" My mom asked.
"Who else?" Owen laughed like a hyena and my mom joined him.
I stood up. "Owen, get a life. Get a girlfriend, or any friends for the matter, and leave me alone." I walked out the door, my mom shouting behind me. They always teased me about Lilly, and I had had enough of it. That was the first time I ever actually told Owen off. It felt good.
I walked passed Lilly's house slowly, wishing that she'd spot me and come outside, but also wishing that she wouldn't notice me at the same time. She was eating dinner though, so I just walked to the beach.
"Hey Oken." Jackson greeted as I approached Rico's.
"Hey, Jackson." I replied glumly.
"What's wrong with you?"
I sighed. "So many things."
Jackson laughed. "Girl troubles?"
"Girl troubles, brother troubles…what else is new?"
"Been there…except I had sister troubles." Jackson said as I nodded, understanding what he meant. "So what's the problem with Lilly?"
How the hell did everyone know? "What makes you think it's Lilly?"
Jackson smiled. "Well, it's either Lilly or Miley, and it better not be Miley."
"It's not Miley."
"So it's Lilly." Jackson stated.
"Possibly…"
"And everyone knows you like her except for her, and you don't want to tell her 'cause you're afraid of rejection, but at the same time you're dying to tell her, but every time you try you get interrupted, right?"
"You are really good."
"I know." Jackson agreed cockily. "It's what I do."
"Any advice?"
"None whatsoever."
I was shocked. "Why not?"
"I'm not that good." Jackson set down a smoothie for someone and walked into the back of the shop. I shook my head and laughed. Typical Jackson.
I decided I was hungry and I would just go back home and not talk to Owen. I was on my block when I saw my favorite person skateboarding in her driveway. I smiled at the sight of her. Her hair was straight, and she had on a black beanie, all under her shiny, red helmet. She was getting frustrated because she couldn't master some move.
"Hey, Lilly." I smiled, unable to resist not saying hi to her.
I must have startled her, because she fell and landed on her butt. "Ow!"
I laughed, walking over to help her up. "My bad," I said, taking her hand to help her stand.
"You know that could have seriously injured my ass." Lilly said smirking.
"Oh really? And what can I do to make it better?"
"You could let me hear you sing and play the guitar." Lilly put on her biggest smile.
"Good joke, Lilly. That is one thing that you'll never hear."
She sighed. "Hey, where were you anyway? Weren't you just eating dinner?"
"Actually, I got mad at Owen and my mom so I went to the beach for a couple minutes. Then I got hungry so I came back."
"You want something to eat?"
"Oh no, it's fine."
"Hold on, I'll bring you out something."
"Lilly, it's fine, I live right there."
"But my mom made her famous chicken noodle soup tonight!" I paused. I loved her mom's soup, and she knew it. "I knew that one would get you. Come one in."
"No, Lilly, I don't want to impose."
"You're not imposing! You never eat here anymore, and you always used to.""I know…"
"So come on!" Lilly tugged on my arm and brought me inside.
"But your sister doesn't like me!"
"Rose is the reason you don't eat here anymore?" Lilly asked and I nodded. "Suck it up, Oken."
Rose was a senior, just like Owen, and they grew up together just like Lilly and I are. They were best friends, and were inseparable. They went out for like, two years, and broke up because Owen cheated on her. Owen's a jerk, and I think anyone who cheats on their girlfriend is a loser. However, it was sad to see 17 years of friendship go down the drain. They never became friends again, and Rose hates him. Owen is actually sorry, he truly is, but she won't give him a chance. Now I hate Owen just as much as the next guy, and I'm not saying she should give him another chance, because she shouldn't. I'm just saying…well I don't know what I'm saying. But yeah, Rose doesn't like me 'cause she thinks I take after my jackass of a brother.
"Hi, Oliver. How are you?" Mrs. Truscott greeted.
"I'm good, how are you?"
"I'm good. Are you here 'cause you heard I made my famous soup?"
"Are you psychic?" I asked, laughing.
"Sadly, no. The windows are open and I heard your conversation. But I would like to be psychic." Mrs. T. laughed and said, "Take whatever you want, make yourself at home." With that, she went upstairs. But just as she did, Rose came down.
"Hello, Oliver."
"Hey, Rose." I tried to be friendly.
"You better not hurt Lilly like he hurt me." Rose never said Owen's name anymore.
"I won't, I promise. I would never hurt my best friend."
"Yeah, that's just what he said."
"Rose, shut up!" Lilly yelled. "Why don't you just go cry yourself to sleep and get over it? Owen is sorry and he wants to be your friend, so give him a break! And Oliver isn't like him anyway!" Rose glared at Lilly and ran upstairs to cry. Lilly rolled her eyes and turned to me. "She does this everyday, don't worry about it."
"Owen really is sorry. I mean, I hate him just as much as she does, and I know he hurt her, but he really is sorry, and I'd be the last one to say that."
"I know he is, Rose is just a little baby."
"Yeah, but he did hurt her." I said and Lilly laughed at me. "What?"
"You're on both sides." she chuckled, getting me a bowl.
"What do you mean?" I asked, grabbing two mountain dews from the fridge.
"First you say Owen is sorry, then you go and defend Rose."
I laughed and set both sodas on the table. "I did do that, didn't I?"
Lilly nodded. "And don't take anything Rose says personally. I know you wouldn't hurt me. And even if you did, I'd totally forgive you in a second." She took a sip of her soda.
I smiled and took a sip of mine. "Well, I wouldn't hurt you anymore than I already did. But if I accidentally do, I'd totally want you to forgive me in a second."
She smiled too now. I loved her smile. Her teeth were so straight and so white, and she never even had braces. I loved her eyes too. They were so deep, and I could stare into them forever. That is until she gets weirded out by my staring.
"So how can I hear you play your songs?"
"You can't." I slurp up some of the amazing soup.
"Oh come on, Oliver! What do you want me to do?"
I sighed. This chick was not going to give up. "Lil-ly!" I whined.
"Oli-ver!" she whined right back. "Please. I'll do anything!"
"Fine. I'll play you one song. One!"
"Thanks!" Lilly smiled bright. "Hey, can I have some of that soup?"
I smiled slyly and hovered over the bowl. "No way, you already had some."
"Awe, come on, Oliver!" Lilly scooted closer.
I held the spoon filled with her mom's soup near her, but then shoved it into my mouth. "Delicious!" I teased.
"Oliver Oken! Give me some!" Lilly grabbed the spoon from me and dipped it in the soup.
"Lillian Truscott!" I fake gasped. I grabbed her arm and she giggled. "Lilly, drop the spoon!" She stuck the spoon in her mouth and swallowed. Then she smiled.
"Thanks!"
"You did not just eat my soup!"
"I'm thinkin' I did! What are you gonna do about it, Oken?"
I smirked and started tickling her. "Stop!" she giggled, but of course, I continued. "Oliver!" She was laughing uncontrollably now.
"Lilly." The voice made me freeze. I knew that voice very well. It was Mr. Truscott. He was a big guy, with a very deep voice. He was really funny, and a good guy once you got to know him. Anyone who didn't would just be plain scared of him. And let me tell you, I had known this guy my whole life, and I was still scared of him.
"Hi, Dad." Lilly said, calming down.
"Oliver." He nodded.
"Hi, Mr. Truscott." Mr. T. and I used to have a good relationship, when I used to hang out at Lilly's house all the time. But now it was Miley's house that we hung out at, and I hadn't really talked to Mr. T. in quite some time. The last time we did talk was when I got thrown out of the house for being in Lilly's room in 5th grade, because we weren't aware that I wasn't allowed in there anymore.
"Haven't seen you around in a while, Oliver." His voice boomed.
"I-I k-know." I was terrified of him now that I remembered the time when we last spoke.
"I'm glad you're in the kitchen now." He said, as I blushed.
"Dad, stop!" Lilly cut in.
Her dad laughed loudly. "Don't worry, Oken. I'm over it!" He boomed, putting his arm around me. "Have a good time." He laughed, walking away.
"Does your dad have like, two personalities?"
Lilly laughed. "Sometimes." I laughed too. Just then, the phone rang. "Hello?" Lilly answered.
"Hey, Lilly, is Rose there?"
"Yeah, I'll go see if she wants to talk to you." Lilly replied. "It's your brother." she whispered to me before shouting up the stairs. "Rose! It's Owen!"
Rose came down the stairs, grabbed the phone like she was going to talk, but hung up.
"What the hell, Rose!"
"Shut-up, Lilly, you don't know what I'm going through."
"I think I'm gonna go." I stood up.
"No, stay." Lilly put her hand out so I couldn't leave.
"No, leave!" Rose ordered.
"Lilly, I'll just see you later."
"Rose, first of all, Oliver would never do anything like Owen did. Second, Owen is truly sorry. Third of all, you're a bitch." The phone rang again as Lilly finished her sentence. "Hello? Hey, Owen. Yeah he's here. I'm gonna kill you one of these days!" Lilly laughed. "Yeah sure. Ok, bye."
"What did he want?"
"He wanted to know if Oliver was here and then he wanted me to give you a message."
"Well I don't wanna know." Rose stated. Lilly just shrugged. "Ok, what did he want to say?"
"He said that he really wants you to forgive him, and he wants you to meet him by the big fountain in town tonight at 8. And wear something nice."
Rose's face lit up for a second, then she crossed her arms. "Oliver, tell him not to bother."
"Rose, you know you still like him." Lilly stated.
"Of course I still like him, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna forgive him." Rose said and was going up the stairs.
"Wait, Rose!" I said, surprising myself.
"What?"
"Just give him a chance."
"And why are you defending him?" she asked.
"Well, in all honesty, the worse you treat him, the worse he treats me."
"Why?"
"'Cause he still loves you, and he's miserable without you. And since you won't give him a chance, he pretends he's fine and ya know, ruins my life."
Rose looked like she was thinking hard about something. "8:00?" she turned to Lilly, who nodded. She then turned back to me. "If he's a second late, I'm leaving." With that, she was up the stairs.