"You're moving?" Lilly echoed incredulously.

"Yeah. In two weeks."

Lilly shook her head dazedly. "But how? Why? Where?"

"Daddy and I are moving back to Tennessee." Miley watched her friend carefully, anxious to see her reaction.

"Are you excited?" Lilly finally said, not knowing what else to ask.

"I guess…" She thought for a long moment before continuing. "As much as I love Tennessee…this is really my home now. The beach, you, Oliver…"

Lilly looked at her suddenly. "Oliver. Have you told him yet?"

"No," Miley said, sounding unhappy. "I haven't found the right time yet."

"Well, pick a good one," Lilly advised. "Because this is quite a surprise."

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Lilly walked over to Oliver's locker, completely unnoticed by Oliver himself, who was gazing across the hall...at Miley.

"So, were you going to tell her you're in love with her, or just hope she figures it out for herself based on the fact that the mere sight of her makes you drool?"

Oliver looked surprised to see her standing there. "I'm not drooling," he said defensively, turning away to wipe his mouth.

"Details," Lilly said. "And you missed a spot."

He glared at her. "Look, I'm not really sure what you're talking about, but—"

"Dude," she said, slightly exasperated. "Just be honest with yourself: you may be over Hannah Montana, but you want to be all over Miley Stewart."

He looked at her desperately. "Don't tell her?"

Lilly shrieked and leapt at him. "I knew it!" she cried triumphantly, hugging him tightly.

"Shh! Please!" he said anxiously. "I'm waiting for the right time to tell her."

"Tell me what?" Miley came up to them, looking back and forth between them expectantly. Oliver looked horror-stricken.

"Ah, that he, uh, got you a corsage!" Lilly jumped in. "He picked it all out by himself—aren't you proud of him?"

"Great," he muttered in Lilly's ear. "Now I'll have to go buy one."

"Is that all? Man, I thought it was something huge—"

"Like he was moving away?" Lilly asked innocently.

"No, like he'd gotten a limo," Miley said, glaring at Lilly.

"You have a limo," she pointed out.

"Well!" Miley said, feeling sheepish. "I suppose I should have thought of that. I have to go." She turned and left.

Lilly turned to Oliver and said seriously, "You should really tell her soon. Otherwise you might lose your chance forever."

"Yeah, I know," Oliver said heavily. Only he didn't.

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a/n: yeah, I know my chapters are really short--I'm sorry! I write all my stories in a small journal-stly notebook, and the pages make the chapters look longer when I'm dividing them up. Hopefully I'll be updating just ebout every day, though, so that should help a little. Hey, you know what else would be great? Reviews! I just love seeing the numbers go up! Um...PS I just wrote a fluffly little one-shot last night and I came up with a few more fun ideas while I was at work today, so we'll see what I post over the next few days...yay!