a/n-this is a lot shorter than i thought it was, so sorry. the next chapter's gonna be fun to write, so if this one doesnt satisfy u, look foward to ch. 15!

Chapter 14: First Skirt

Lilly and I smiled at each other. "You're a regular cupid, aren't you?" Lilly asked me.

"I do what I can." I grinned.

"So…what do you wanna do tonight?" Lilly asked, putting bowl of soup in the sink.

"Well…Miley has a concert." I suggested, walking outside with Lilly.

"Hmm…We could go to that. Or we could spy on Rose and Owen."

"Lilly, you and I both know how bad I am at spying."

"Yeah, but I'm good. I'll show you the ropes."

"Alright, what time is it?"

"Seven. We got an hour."

"Ok, I'm gonna go home and tell Owen to be early."

"Alright, I'll call Miley."

"No, I'll call Miley!" I offered, just incase Miley asked Lilly if I told her.

"Ok, you can call her. Just be here in a half hour so we can walk to the fountain."

"Alright, see you soon."

In five seconds, I was in my own house. "Owen!" I called out. He came down the stairs in a suit.

"What is it, punk?"

"Don't call me that, you should be thanking me."

"For what?"

"Rose said she wasn't gonna go to meet you, but I convinced her. She said if you're a second late she's leaving."

"You convinced her?"

"Yes, I did. And I can un-convince her at any time, so bow down to me."

"What'd you say?"

"Doesn't matter. The point is, I can tell her not to go at any time."

"Oliver, buddy, what do you want?" Owen asked fakely.

"Nothing right now." I said, walking up the stairs. "By the way…"

"Yes little brother?"

"What are you doing for Rose?"

Owen got this cheesy smile on his face and a dreamy look in his eyes. "You wouldn't understand." With that, he walked out the front door, got into his car, and drove off into town.

I dialed Miley's number.

"Hello?"

"Miles, it's Oliver."

"Hey, Oliver! Are you coming tonight?"

"Sorry, I got plans."

"With who?" Miley sounded disappointed.

"Lilly." I smiled.

I could tell she was grinning from ear to ear, just like I was. "Are you gonna do it?"

"Hopefully. I'll talk to you later, good luck at the concert."

"Bye." We hung up.

I decided to take a quick shower and change my clothes, since I had sand all over the ones I was wearing. I put on khaki shorts and a cool button-down shirt over a white undershirt. I sprayed myself with axe and brushed my teeth. I then looked in the mirror. I have to admit, I did not look bad. And I smelled amazing. I looked at the clock. It read 7:15. I figured I'd just pick Lilly up early, so I walked to her house once again.

"Hi, Oliver." Rose said, answering the door. She was wearing a short black dress, with matching heels, and silver hoop earrings. Her hair was done up, and she was wearing more make-up than before. Rose was a very pretty girl. In fact, when I was younger I had a crush on her. I quickly got over that though, and now I consider her to be like a sister.

"Hey, Rose." she let me in.

"Why are you so dressed up?"

"Uh…" I didn't want to tell her that we were gonna spy on her.

"We're going to a concert." Lilly replied, coming down the stairs. I stared at her in amazement. Her hair was down and straight, like it had been earlier that evening, but she wasn't wearing her beanie, or any hat for that matter. To top that off, she was wearing a skirt. Except for her long cheerleading skirt, this was the first time I'd seen her in a normal one. She wasn't wearing make-up, but she didn't need it.

"Oh, what concert?"

"Hannah Montana." We answered in unison.

"Since when do you dress up to Hannah's concerts?"

"Since it's a dress-up one!" Lilly answered, like everyone should have known that.

"Whatever. Now Owen's going to be on time, correct?" Rose asked me.

"Yeah, he already left." I assured her.

Rose took a deep breath. "You guys?" She paused in the doorway.

"Yeah?" Lilly asked.

"If you guys ever have a fight, make up as soon as possible. Because the longer you wait, the harder it will be. And don't ruin anything by going out and breaking up. Just stay best friends, and nothing can go wrong." She walked out the door with that.

Wow, I was really getting mixed thoughts here. Owen wants me to tell Lilly how I feel. Rose thinks staying friends is better. Miley thinks I should tell her. And I wanna tell her. So I'm gonna tell her.

"So should we go?" Lilly asked. I wasn't paying attention though, I was admiring her. "Oliver? Oliver!"

I snapped out of it. "What?"

"Should we go?"

"Uh…yeah, we should go. We should definitely go. Let's go." I couldn't take my eyes off her.