Lilys P O V
I sat in bed the next morning. I couldn't think of what to do so I opened my journal and found the first open page.
Dear Diary,
Two days ago, Miley told Jackson that I like him. I still haven't chewed her out for that but anyways, he shows up at my window asking to talk. I went down stairs to let him up here in my room and he says he likes me too. Only the thing is, he had a date that day. He never even told her about me he just says 'I don't think I can date you anymore'. How gay? He told me he wanted to hold my shopping bags so people know we are together, and watch stars with me, and kiss me goodnight. I just want him to want me. Want me alot. Not in a sexual way but love me. We've made out but I'm not ready for anything else. I don't even want to see him anymore. I yelled at him and admitted I love him. I saw him at Rico's. He tried apologizing but I was sad, confussed, and crying hysterically. I know I'm a drama queen but I just want people to understand, I've never felt like anyone really wants me. Other than family of course but everyone looks at me as the goofy girl or the wild one and with Jackson I just felt like Lily. But he wasn't into telling people that he was with Lily. Not the goofy girl but Lily. He came to my window last night but I shut it on him. I want to call Miley but what if Jackson picks up? What if she's mad at me? If I go over there I'll more than likly have to see Jackson. Maybe I could go to Olivers. No he's probably at Mileys. Did I tell you? There a thing now. Anyways I'm going to shower and go watch t.v. Lilster.
P.S. Do you know why I start with Dear Diary now? I don't.
I closed the diary and took a shower. Then I changed and watched this show called High School Musical. I love it. But the whole Gabriella and Troy thing reminds me of Me and Jackson. I shut it off and went into the kitchen. I was making an omelette when someone knocked. I prayed it wasn't Jackson. I peeked out the blinds and saw Miley. Thank goodness.
"Hey Lil," she said when I opened the door.
"Hi," I said.
"Look I know your mad at Jackson but-"
"Who said I'm mad at Jackson?"
"I just infered it I guess."
"I'm confused at Jackson."
"Oh. Then why didn't you come over?"
"I didn't want to face him."
"He came home broken hearted after work and around midnight."
"Oh," I said silently.
We paused.
"Oh you can come in," I said closing the door.
"Yeah right," she said stepping in.
"oohh. What smells?" she asked.
"Omelette!" I said.
I walked over to the crispified thing on the pan.
"Oh no," Miley said backing into the counter. "You're cooking. This can't be good. You really miss Jackson don't you?"
"No," I said very quietly doing everything I could to avoid eye contact.
"You always cook when your upset."
"No I don't."
"When your ferret died you made cupcakes, when I told you I was Hannah Montana you made everyone french toast, and when-"
"Okay! So I'm a little upset," I said. "Big deal."
"It is a big deal Lily. Because you can get him back. All he did was not tell his date about you and you flip out."
"How would you feel if Oliver made plans for a huge date Friday night and then told all his friends he was busy on Friday."
"So? I don't get the point."
"I mean avoiding the fact that you guys have a date that night."
"Oh. You feel inadequite to Jackson because he's older."
"No."
"Come on Lil. I have to be close."
We paused. We both knew she was a little right but not totally.
"Hey we should go to the karaoke teen club tonight," Miley suggested.
Every Saturday night Rico's sets up a stand and does karaoke for kids ages 13 to 17.
"You can go with Jackson," she suggested.
"I don't want him back until he can show he really loves me."
"How could he do that?"
"Only he knows."
"What if he doesn't?"
"Then if he really loves me then he'll find out how."
"Okay. Will you atleast come with me? Oliver won't be there so you won't be a third wheel."
I agreed and threw the omelette away. Then I got ready. Miley let me go down to the beach while she got ready so I wouldn't have to see Jackson. Then she promised me he didn't work that night.
Probably like, five hours later maybe? I don't know maybe six. What are you asking me for?
Miley and I were dancing for ages to people we know singing. This girl was finishing Primiscuous with her boyfriend. They had to be seventeen. They danced to it to. They turned a song that you would imangine dirty dancing to, but made it into something clean. Then the announcer took the mike.
"Alright! Give it up for these two!" He boomed. The whole place clapped and cheered and hollered.
"Now we have sixteen year old Jackson up to the mike where are you Jackson?" he asked looking for him.
Miley must have seen my face. "You want to go?" she asked.
I nodded and she put her arm around me.
"This goes out to someone special," Jackson started. "I know it's your favorite song, and I hope you forgive me because I really messed up. I hope this could be our song, but you have to forgive me."
I stopped and so did Miley we turned around to Jackson. He was looking at me.
Then the music started. He was right. It was my favorite song.
"I never knew, I never knew that everythin was fallen through,
That everyone I knew was waiting on a que,
To turn and run when all I needed was a clue,
That's how it's gotta be,
It's coming down to nothin more than apathy,
I'd rith around the other way then stay and see,
The smoke and still standin' when it clears and
Everyone knows I'm in over my head
Over my head.
Yes I guess left it all the time,
shes on your mind shes on you mind"
My mouth stayed open. He was right all along. I started making my way up to the stage and didn't let Miley stop me. I knew she wouldn't though. By then he had a few versus that I missed.
"Until we all just get along,
But that's disregard,
You find another friend and you discard,
As you loose the arguments in a cable car"
"I'm the special person he was talking to," I told the d.j.
He looked at me funny. "I need to go up there."
"When he's done," he instructed.
He finally finished and I walked onto the stage.
While people where clapping I walked up behind him and he couldn't see me.
"That one went out to Lily Truscott," he said into the microphone.
I hugged him from behind.
He had a look on his face like he would kiss me but I backed out. We stayed there a while, while people clapped.
I A O P A L S T Y I N B C
By the way the story is not over. I think some people thought it was last time. I plan on having many more chapters or a sequal. I'll tell you when that comes up. Review pretty please. I need ten.