"Um…truth." Miley answered.
"Do you like Oliver? Like like him, I mean." Lilly asked.
"Me? Like Oliver? No, no way, how could you-why- um- really…yeah, I do. A LOT!" Miley stuttered.
"Mhm. I thought so. So, I pick TRUTH."
"Do you have a crush on someone?" Miley asked.
"Yes. Now, truth or dare?" Lilly said.
"Truth."
"Why have you not told him that you like him?" Lilly asked.
"Lilly, if I told him, and he didn't like me, that would ruin our friendship."
"But what if he does like you? Then you'll never know. It's like that movie, Titanic. If Rose had never gotten up on the bow of the boat, she would never have felt how great it was to fly. Yes, she might have fallen off, but she would never have known if she didn't try." Lilly said.
"But Lilly! They all died at the end of that movie." Miley exclaimed.
"Fine. Don't tell him. Grow up lonely and live with 30 cats like my aunt Mildred. I pick truth."
"Ok, who is your crush?" Miley asked.
"Ohhhh….don't make me tell you!"
"YES."
"Ok…it's Jackson."
"Oh my God. My BROTHER?"
"Yeah…" Lilly groaned, "But he'll never like me. I'm just his little sister's best friend."
"I don't think he thinks that at all! Tell him you like him, Lilly." Miley exclaimed.
"No! I just can't."
"Yes, you can, Lilly. Be Rose."