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Chapter 2 (Miley's POV)

I was standing in the hallway, completely in aw. I watched Jake walk down the hallway. The next thing I knew, I was being grabbed by the shoulders and shaken by Lilly.

"Miley! What happened?!" Lilly shouted at me.

"Jake...Jake just asked me out," I whimpered.

"Oh my god! When is the date? Where are you going? Why aren't you freaking out like me? Did he break up with Rachel?"

"Lilly! Breathe! Ok, the date is at 7:00. We're going to a movie then for pizza. I'm not freaking out because I have self control. And yes, he broke up with Rachel."

"I'm totally going over to your house today to help you get ready for your date," Lilly said with a lot of emphasis on date.

"Ok Lilly. I just can't believe it. I'm going on a date with Jake!" I shouted. Everyone looked at me.

"Did I say date with Jake? I meant going to bake," I said nervously. Everyone went back to what they were doing. That was close.

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Lilly and I were scouring the Hannah closet, looking for the perfect outfit to wear to the movie.

"What about this?" Lilly held up a sparkly blue halter top and pair of white bermuda shorts with a little blue sequin flower on the pocket.

"It's perfect! What about shoes?" I asked.

Lilly threw a pair of sparkly blue flip-flops at me.

"Thanks Lilly," I hugged my friend. In a friendly way. Don't think nasty.

"Anytime Miles. I gotta go shampoo Grandma. If 'm late, they'll make me rub her feet too."

"Lilly, TMI!"

"Oh, sorry. Bye!"

Lilly walked out the door. I sat down. I heard the door bell ring. It must be Jake. I opened the door and my knees went weak. It was Kernan (AN: It's my friend's name. He said he would flame my story if he wasn't the bad guy.), my ex-boyfriend from Tennessee. He would beat me, and even tried to rape me once. His evil, cold gray eyes locked onto mine. His black hair had gotten longer, and he was taller.

"Hello Miley," he said. The sound of his voice sent chills down my spine.

I slammed the door and ran upstairs, and I packed suitcase. I threw my rope ladder out of my window. I climbed down just in time to see Jake.

"Hey Miley. Where are going?" Jake asked me.

"I have to leave. He's here, and I don't know what to do."

"Who's here?" Jake asked with a lot of concern in his voice.

"My ex-boyfriend. He used to beat me. I have to leave," I felt bad about leaving right before our date, but I didn't want to get hurt.

"I'm going with you," Jake said strongly.

"No, you can't."

"I'm coming with!"

"No, you aren't!"

"How are you going to get anywhere? You don't have a license or a car. I'm 16. Your only 15. I'm going!"

"Ok," I mummbled.

"Let's go. I don't want you to get hurt."

"Thanks Jake." Jake wrapped his arm around me and we ran out to his car. This is going to be a long night.

Jake quickly drove to his house. There was silence the whole way there.

"Why are we going to your house?" I asked.

"I need close too. You don't want me to smell like an old gym sock, do you?" Jake said in a rushed voice.

Jake parked in his driveway.

"Stay in here. I'm going to get my stuff."

About 5 minutes later, Jake ran out of his house with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder.

"Let's go," I said quietly.

This is going to be a long night.

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