Miley went down the hall to Lily's history class. She cracked open the door and motioned Lily to come out. Lily picked up a pen and threw it at someone. "Ow!" The kid fell out of their chair and the teacher went over to him. Lily stood up and snuck out of the room.
"Make it quick Miley," Lily said.
"Well, uh...,"
"Quicker!" Lily shouted in a whisper.
"Lily, I kinda, well, started something," Miley explained.
"Ok...,"
"Something... new," Miley hinted.
"Miley, I don't see where you're going with th... OH MY GOSH! You... started?" Lily exclaimed.
"Yeah, and I don't know what to do! I'm not, you know, prepared."
"Well, uh, how about we go to the nurse!" Lily suggested.
"Good idea." The two girls walked down to the nurse's office.
"How may I help you girls?" The nurse asked sweetly.
"Well, I started." Miley said.
"Oh, ok. Would you like to call your parents to come pick you up?" She offered.
"Sure." Miley picked up the phone and dialed her home number. Her dad picked up.
"Hello?" Robbie said.
"Dad, it's me, Miley."
"Honey, what's the matter?"
"Uh, can you come pick me up?"
"Why?"
"I will tell you later, just, please daddy, come and get me." Miley begged.
"Ok, I'll come. But you better have a good reason!"
"Ok Daddy, bye."
"You can sit there until your dad comes to pick you up," the nurse said.
"Ok. Lily, can you go get my things?" Miley asked.
"Sure Miley." Lily said, turning to leave.
Miley sat there, waiting for her dad to pick her up. She felt so wired. How was she going to explain it to her dad. He's not exactly a girl. Lily came in and gave Miley her stuff. Miley motioned her to call when she got home. She replied with anod and left Miley once again. At times like these, Miley wished for her mom.
