Oliver stared at the two girls. They were looking at each other with worried looks on their faces.

"Well, uh. You see. Um, ok. I-It like this," Miley struggled to get the words out as she attempted to explain one of the hardest things to say to a boy. But what made it worse was this boy was her best friend.

"Any day now Miley," Oliver teased, sitting down on the bed.

"Oliver, give her time," Lily said.

"I..." Miley paused. "I..., uh."

"You..." Oliver pushed.

"I," Miley sighed. "Oliver, you're my friend. So, I'm just gonna tell you. Now, you know that one thing that happens to girls when they are about our age?"

"Ohh... that!" Oliver struggled, with a confused look on his face.

"You have no idea what she's talking about, do you?" Lily asked.

"Not a clue," Oliver confessed.

"Well, how about this!" Miley fished out a dry-erase board from under her bed. She pulled off the marker and put a dot and the board. "Now, what is that?" Miley asked.

"A dot...," Oliver replied.

"Yes, but what is its 'official' name?"

"Uh...," Oliver just stared at her.

"I see why he's flunking English," Lily joked.

"You know, the thing that comes at the end of a sentence..." Miley said.

"A perio... Oh my gosh!" Oliver exclaimed. "Y-You?"

"Yeah," Miley said with a smirk. And with that said, she plopped backwards onto her back.

"Ok, this is awkward." Oliver said. "I-I mean... never mind."