A/N: Heyy buddies! I'm sooo sorry I haven't updated in such a long time! School started, and I've kinda been caught up in all that (my last year of high school; yay me!). Plus I've been going crazy making YouTube videos. I've decided to write my stories in a notebook first, so it'll all be a little more mobile. I wrote this chapter in history class.

By the way, if you have a YouTube account, my user name is becreative76, so feel free to add me as a friend and check out my videos! If you don't have a YouTube account, check my videos out anyway!

I've decided from now on the story is going to be from various characters' POV (mainly Lily, Miley & Oliver's). This chapter is from Lily's.

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Chapter Three: Thought

I should have seen it coming. All the signs had been there, and yet it had still come as a shock. Oliver had always found problems with every guy Miley had ever gone out with. He had always shown a weakness for her; he always treated her differently than me.

So my best guy friend was in love with my best girl friend. Nothing should be wrong with that, right? It might be weird at first, of they started going out, but it's something I could get used to. No problem here, right?

Except there was a problem. And his name was Jake Ryan.

I really don't have anything against the guy. I mean, we all know I had a major crush on him back in the day. And he's obviously matured a lot since then. But there's a reason him and Miley didn't work out the first time around. Or the second time, for that matter. I really think Oliver would be much for her. They just...make sense, you know?

"So are you hanging out with Jake again tonight?" I said to Miley, hanging upside down off the edge of her bed, four days after the Big Crush was revealed. And believe me, it deserves the capital letters.

"Yeah," Miley replied dreamily, looking up at the ceiling as she laid on her bed. "We're going to a party for one of Jake's old friends from Zombie High."

"Is Miley or Hannah going?" I asked.

"Hannah," Miley replied. "I've never really hung out with him as Hannah. Maybe it can be different, cause will both be celebrities."

"This getting crazy, Miley," I said frankly.

"What do you mean?" she asked, sitting up.

"You've been spending so much time with Jake lately," I replied, still upside down, as the blood rushed to my head. "You've been with him non-stop for the past week and a half!"

"So what?" Miley said, folding her arms across her chest. "It's not like I've been spending any less time with you. And I thought you liked Jake!"

"I do," I replied, putting myself upright again. I was briefly dizzy as the blood rushed out of my head. And I do like Jake. I just like Oliver better. "It's just...Oliver."

"What about Oliver?" Miley asked, scooting closer to me.

I wanted to tell her the truth. I wanted to tell her that her donut of a best (guy) friend was truly, deeply and madly in love with her. But I couldn't. Oliver didn't even know that I knew. So Miley couldn't know before he knew that I know, you know? Does that make sense? Or are there too many 'know's' in that sentence? Maybe it should be something like "before he knows that I knew"? Or "he knew that I knows"?

"Hello? Earth to Lily!" Miley said, waving her sparkly pink nails in front of my face.

"I knows," I replied. "I mean...right...Oliver kinda doesn't like Jake."

"I noticed," Miley answered.

"And that doesn't bother you?" I said.

"Oliver's acting weird lately," Miley said. "You don't think he's jealous of Jake, do you?"

"Now why ever would you think that?" I asked, trying to mask my sarcasm.

"Oh come on," Miley replied. "It's pretty obvious."

I looked away nervously. Did she know? It had taken me forever to see it, and a boy had to point it out for me, for crying out loud. Was I that bad of a girl? A real girl would have seen it from the start. Oh, geez, I really need to work on that.

"Jake is super popular," Miley explained. "And Oliver's been sort of gaining some, you know? He was in the top 75 on Amber & Ashley's list this year. If Jake's back, Oliver fades, right?"

"Yeah," I lied. "That's why."

"He shouldn't be such a baby about it about it though," Miley said, "Jake isn't here to steal his spotlight."

"The last time I checked, the centre of attention was Jake's favourite place to be," I pointed out.

"Who's side are you on?" Miley asked, throwing her pillow at my head. I ducked just in time to a mass of pink fluff fly over my head, hit the wall, and slide to the floor.

"I'm not on anyone's side," I said, raising my arms in defence.

The truth was, I didn't know which side I wanted to be on. I mean, it was obvious that Jake had changed, but could Oliver be right? Could Jake have shady ulterior motives behind it all? Or was that opinion rooted in jealousy because of Oliver's feelings for Miley? On one hand, I wanted Miley to be happy. On the other hand, I wanted Oliver to be happy too. And he had gotten along fine with Jake the other times Miley had been with him. So maybe he wasn't wrong about Jake. On the other other hand...wait, I've only got two hands. But it's in an expression, right? So I can have as many hands as I...anyways, on the other...foot, maybe I should just let my friends work it out on their own. Meddling has only caused us all loads of trouble.

"Look Miley," I said seriously. "If you wanna go out with Jake again, it's your choice. Third time's the charm, right?"

"Oh, that's real mature, Lily," Miley replied, narrowing her eyes at me.

"Oh, come on, Miley," I replied, regretting making the comment. "You know what I mean."

"Whatever," Miley replied, getting off her bed and walking over to the Hannah closet. "I got to get ready for tonight."

"Okay," I said, hopping to my feet. " I guess I'll get going. Maybe Oliver will be in a better mood tonight."

Boys complicate everything. They really do.

If we never had to worry about how boys see us, if we never needed to understand or fix them, our lives would all be so much simpler.

But of course, our lives would a lot more boring too.

"What do you want?" Oliver snapped, coming up the bench and taking a seat next to me at Rico's.

"I'm fine, thank you, and how are you?" I said sarcastically.

"Seriously, Lily, why did you call me?" Oliver asked.

"Oh gosh, I don't know," I said, still sarcastic. "I just assumed it would be okay to call up my best friend and ask him to hang out with me. I wasn't aware that that's frowned upon nowadays. My bad."

"Well...I was busy," Oliver said, clearly possessed by Oscar the Grouch.

"Busy moping?" I asked, glaring at him.

"I was not," Oliver argued. "Why didn't you just call Miley?"

"She has a thing," I replied, lowering my voice. "A Hannah thing."

"With Jake?" Oliver spat. The word 'Jake' came out as though it was some disgusting virus erupting from his mouth.

"Uh..." I replied, not wanting to upset him. More.

"Don't try to lie," Oliver said. "I don't really care."

"Right, I'm sure you don't," I blurted out. I immediately regretted it when I saw how red Oliver's face had suddenly gotten. What was with my big mouth today?

"Why...why would I care?" Oliver stuttered, his face now resembling a large tomato. "Miley can go out with whatever self-centered, big-headed jerky playboy she wants. It's doesn't change anything in my life."

"Oh please," I responded spontaneously. I quickly slapped my mouth with my hand, hoping it might stop from saying anything else stupid.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Oliver snapped defensively.

I slowly removed my hand from in front of my lips. "It's just..." I replied, thinking of a good answer. "It's okay if you don't like him. You're suspicious of his motives. I get it."

"Well yeah," Oliver said, calming down. "I just don't want him to hurt him again, you know? He knows so much about her, and we all know he has a temper. I know she deserves so much better than anything he thinks he can give her."

Oh my gosh. He is just so sweet for. "Oh, you so love her!" I thought.

Except, I didn't just think it. I said it aloud.

"W-What?" Oliver said, getting red again.

"Nothing," I quickly replied. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? "It's just...an observation?"

SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP BIG MOUTH!

"That's insane," Oliver said, obviously lying, due to the fact that his eye was twitching. His left eye always twitched when he lied. "She's just...just my friend."

"That doesn't mean you can't be in love with her," my lips spat out, clearly having a mind of their own. My own mind was still yelling SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!

"I'm...I'm...definitely...that's just...no," Oliver said, his eye still twitching.

"Whatever you say, lover boy."

SHUT UP! SHUT UP!

Before Oliver could offer up a response, or before my mouth could vomit out any more insanity, my cell phone burst out in a chorus of 'True Friend'. My ringtone for Miley. Call me cheesy.

"Hi Miley," I said, flipping open my phone. "What's up?"

"...Miley?" Oliver asked nervously.

"Oh my gosh, Lily!" Miley screeched into my ear. "You will never believe what just happened!"

"Rico finally got shipped back to Planet Shortdork?" I offered jokingly.

"Hey!" Rico yelled from behind the beach bar. "Watch it, Blondie!"

"Oops," I giggled. Oliver rolled his eyes.

"Hello? Lily?" Miley whined impatiently.

"Yeah, yeah, go ahead," I replied.

"Jake told me that the real reason he's back is to get back together with me!" Miley squealed happily. "And I said that I wanted to get back together with him too!"

"So what does that mean now?" I asked nervously, looking over at Oliver, who was trying to listen to our conversation.

"Jake and I are back together!" Miley replied.

"Wow," was all I could say.

"What happened?" Oliver asked. "What's going on?"

"Hold on, Miley," I said, then I covered the mouthpiece with my hand. "Oh nothing...it's not a big thing or anything...it's just...Miley and Jake may or may not be back together."

"Oh," Oliver replied sadly, lowering his head. "That's nice for them." His left eye twitched.

"Not so nice for you, though," I blurted out in a reassuring tone.

Maybe I had been wrong. Maybe it's not boys that complicate things. Maybe it's girls with big mouths that screw everything around.