A/N: Hello to all my faithful readers! This is my first Hannah fic, and I'm kinda experimenting with it! Please review! Hope ya like my story so far!

The rest of the day went on normally, until 4th period, when Miley and Oliver had Chemistry, and Lily was in Spanish.

When Oliver took his seat next to Miley, her head immediately turned to look at him. They could only smile at each other briefly before the class began.

As the class went on, Miley's eyes would frequently wander over to Oliver, who always seemed to be staring intently at anything else but her. Little did she know, she just kept missing meeting his eyes when she looked over, for he kept looking her way too.

When their teacher finally stopped talking, and they were supposed to be working in pairs on a chemical lab, Oliver finally got the chance to talk to Miley.

"Hey Miles, what was up with the staring in the hallway?"

Miley blushed and turned away.

I can't tell Oliver about the dream I had, but how am I gonna talk my way out of this one?

"I…Oliver, I…"

Oliver just held his hand up. "I think we need to talk more privately than in Chem. class. Do you want to meet me on the beach tonight, say, around 6?" "Ok," Miley said, almost breathlessly. Oliver smiled slightly, and nodded before looking back at their test tube filled with a clear liquid.

Miley's head began swimming with several different thoughts.

Why is he making me feel so flushed? What happened to the little boy I used to hang out with? What suddenly triggered such a change?