Ok, this kiss was written by xXACCEBXx, I added a little bit in though. So enjoy!

Lucky Number 13

Lilly made her way through the group of people. She had lost Miley, or really, 'Hannah' once both entered the place, so she had to try and find her again. But other then that, Lilly Truscott was completely bored at one of Traci's parties.

"Hey, do you want to get out of here?"

Lilly turned around to see Jackson standing behind her, almost as bored as she was. They were at Traci's birthday party and both seemed out of place surrounded by celebrities.

"Sadly, that's the best offer I've had all night. Lola is not getting any love tonight."

"If it makes you feel better, neither am I."

She smiled, glad that someone was in the same boat as she was.

"So, this is a hotel, we could go upstairs; get away from all of these horribly annoying celebrities, just you and me?"

"Jackson, is this your way of hitting on me?" Lilly asked sarcastically.

"Psh, no. Not unless it's working…" she looked at him oddly "Kidding."

"Oh, good…" she said, taken aback by the twinge of pain she felt when he said he was kidding.

"So…" he motioned toward the door.

"What are we going to do?"

"Pay-per-view video games?"

"You know me too well."

He smiled and took her hand, leading her toward the elevator. As the doors closed he failed to relinquish his grip.

He pushed the number 13 out of spite; this was the first elevator he had seen that did not leave it out. The elevator slowly moved upward.

Lilly looked down at their hands entwined together, noticing how they fit together almost perfectly. Jackson did the same. When both realized what the other was doing, their hands dropped like a hot potato.

At the same moment, the elevator screeched to a halt. They both looked up at the meter above the door and saw that they had stopped between the sixth and seventh floors.

"Um, what just happened? Are we stuck?" Jackson said as he started to push the button labeled 13.

"No shit dimwit!"

"Great, now you rhyme when you call me names. Well…what rhymes with meanie?"

She rolled her eyes and slid down the wall to sit on the floor. "Nice"

"What are we supposed to do now?" Jackson whined.

"Wait. We wait."

"Ugh, this is just perfect."

They sat there in silence for a few minutes before Lilly started singing (out of tune):

"I know a boy in this Mississippi town, makes his livin' goin' up and down

He's an elevator operator

Easy rider

Low rider, Low rider

Left-a, right-a left whoo!"

"What the heck are you singing?"

"It's a Girl Scout song. It's stuck in my head due to the situation. Why, do you have a better idea?"

"Actually, I do…" she waited for an answer "…never mind, I've got nothin'."

She rolled her eyes and glared at him, "This is all your fault."

"What do you mean all my fault?"

"If it weren't for you, I would be staring dreamily at Ryan Sheckler, but no, I had to come upstairs with you, Mr. Let's-See-What-Happens-If-I-Push-Thirteen Stewart."

"Well you didn't have to come with me. I didn't drag you into this elevator you know!"

He stood up, then she did, yelling back at him now.

"Yes you did, you were holding my hand!"

"I would have let go if you weren't holding it so hard!"

"Jackson!"

"Lilly!"

In that moment, his lips crashed on to hers. She spent all her pent up anger kissing him back. As it started to get more heated, he pressed her back against the button panel. Her back pushed against the emergency button and the elevator came back to life. They slowly started to move back toward the party.

Lilly and Jackson were in their own world and failed to notice any of this. They didn't notice when the doors opened revealing a shocked face.

"I know I said I didn't believe you…" she said turning to the girl next to her.

"It's okay Hannah, I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen them running toward the elevator holding hands. Doesn't it make you want to hurl?" Traci said in her nasally voice.

"Actually, once I get over the initial shock of my best friend and brother making out, they might be kind of cute together."

Traci shook her head and walked away. Lilly and Jackson were still oblivious.

"Um, Guys…"

Nope.

"Guys…"

Nada.

"Hey look, it's a chocolate fountain!"

Zilch.

"Ugh, guys…"

They still didn't hear her as the elevator doors closed and they continued upward.

Jackson slowly pulled away and smiled. He reached toward the button panel and pushed the stop button. The elevator lurched to a stop again and they both smiled.

"I think thirteen may just be my new lucky number", Lilly said before pulling him toward her again and kissing him.

Hope you liked it... I did. More to come throughout the week... coz remember, Lackson week! And then Lackson day should be April 1st... don't cha think?

xXACCEBXx and jade-kwl-name-eva