Things Can't Get Any Weirder Than This
Chapter One: Snickerdoodles
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana, or Disney, or anything like that. I just do this so I'm not bored senseless. The story is rated Teen just for what may happen later. So far, it's clean.
"WHAT? Jackson, that is insane! Not to mention gross." Cooper exclaimed.
"Hey! I know she's my sister's best friend, and you don't have to rub it in my face." Jackson said.
"Well, you have to admit-it's weird."
"I know. But what can I do?" It's not my fault I'm in love with Lilly."
"WHAT?" Miley screamed, just coming into the room.
"I did not mean for you to hear that." Jackson said.
"Obviously!" Miley cried.
"Hey, Miley! You want a snickerdoodle?" Cooper asked, trying to change the subject.
"This is not the time!" Miley said, taking one anyway. "Hey, these are good!"
"Thanks. I, I mean my mom, made them."
"WHAT? Oliver, that is insane. Not to mention, A LITTLE ALREADY VERY OBVIOUS!" Lilly cried as they walked down the beach.
"Hey! I know she's my best friend, but-wait, did you say obvious?"
"Yes! Oliver, everybody knows you like Miley."
"Who?" Oliver asked, unconvinced.
"Ok, well, let's see. Number one, me, two, Jackson, then Miley's dad, Roxy, Cooper, Rico, and the lovely Lola Lofnangle."
"Lily, YOU ARE Lola Lofnangle."
"I am not! Gezze, that's like saying Miley is Hannah Montana."
"That was a bad joke Lilly."
"Was not! Anyway, when are you going to tell her?"
"WHAT?"
"Well, you have to tell her!"
"It's not a good time."
"Whatever. You want a snickerdoodle? Lilly asked, taking a plastic bag out of her pocket.
"Thanks. These are good." Oliver said.
"My mom made them."