Summary: This is what happens when you give Oliver Oken a diary, ahem, journal, a pen and tell him to spill all of his feelings about school and, more importantly, girls. Definite Moliver plot.

A/N: What Oliver writes is in regular font. Parts written in 3rd person are in italics. There will only be a few of those kinds so I'm making them in italics. )

Chapter one: Can You Feel the Love Tonight?

Dear dia-- "No, no," Oliver said to himself and shook his head. He furiously erased the word "diary" (or what would've become the word anyway). He was a boy after all. diary didn't seem to fit. He blew the eraser shavings away and tried again.

Dear journal, Oliver smiled to himself. "Much better," he said, still with a smile. He began writing...

Well, I guess this is what you get for having two girls as best friends; a diary for your birthday. Yes, me, Oliver 'Smokin' Oken, has stooped low enough to write down my every thought in a diary. Oh, I'm sorry! Gah must stop making these mistakes! You are a journal. Diary is just too girly. But Miley and Lilly keep calling you that so the word is stuck in my mi-- Wait, did I just call you... you! As in a living thing!. Now it's official. I've sunk to an ultimate low. Well let's think of a better name for you now that I started calling you, well, you. So you can be... Owen? No. Candy? Ew. No. Miles? Yes. I will call you Miles. And think of my best friend... Oh sorry. Must focus. So, Miles, it is true. I have fallen head over heels for Miley Stewart. My best friend who I wish could be more. I will never forget the day I lied to her... Would you like to hear the story? Well here it is anyway,

FLASHBACK MOMENT

Miley and I embraced in a hug. The best position I've ever been in.

"Feel anything?" Miley asked me. I couldn't tell her how I felt. Not yet.

"Nope," I lied then took a deep breath and as much as I wanted to hold that hug and just never let go, I did what I felt was right at that moment.. I pulled away and flung my arms out like an airplane.

"In fact, it's a little awkward," I said and sighed as we both completely let go of each other.

END LOVELY BREATHTAKING, LYING, Oliver laughed at himself and decided that it was a little over dramatic. He erased "lovely" and "lying" and left it:

END BREATHTAKING FLASHBACK

And that is why I will call myself a liar for the rest of my life. I really do love Miley and I never stopped loving her OR Hannah Montana. But could I tell my best friends that I loved Miley? Pfft no! Lilly would mock me for the rest of my life and what if Miley doesn't feel the same way? She really doesn't act like she likes me. I've given her so many clues that I like her. Some examples if you need them: I helped her hide her hideous kitten sweater from Amber and Ashley, I helped her remember her lyrics when she was up there as Hannah and what has she done in return? Nothing. So I've come to my conclusion, Miley definitely does NOT love me. Well not the way I love her anyway. or the way I think I love her... Maybe I don't love her... Definitely like her but... Gah this is so confusing! Why did I have to fall madly in love (Okay I admit, I am in love) With my best friend who does not love me back?

Oh hang on. Text from Miley... MILEY! Please let her be calling to reveal her unconditional love to me... Oliver stood up and walked over to his cell phone lying on his bed. He read the message and typed back to Miley.

Okay, no love admitting yet. But she did tell me to meet her at the beach. And that's a start right, Miles? Aw man sometimes I wish you could talk! Well wish me luck!

The guy who thinks he's crazy for writing in an actual journal,

Smokin' Oken

Oliver shut his new journal and tucked it under is bed's mattress where he was sure no one would find it. Then he put on some shoes and headed down to the beach to meet Miley.

A/N: I thought this would be a good place to leave off. Please no flames. This is my first story and I'm just starting to get used to this type of writing. I would appreciate comments on how to make it better. I need 3 reviews to keep this story going so please R&R!