"Hello?" Miley answered her phone in her "delighted" voice. She was always so perfect—I wasn't. But that didn't matter. This was important. I didn't want to loose five bucks.

Oliver and I were betting. $5. I know, I know, no big deal. But I'm a cheap-o…sometimes. Well, let's just say I didn't want to loose my money. Oliver was betting that when we invited Miley to go to the beach with us, she'd be doing something with Jake. I was betting that Miley would go with us.
"Hey, Miles, this is Lilly," I said. I was starting slowly.
"Yeah, I have Caller ID," Miley said. Okay, so maybe I didn't have to be so stupid. But whatever.

"Well, anyway," I said. No more slow. I was cutting to the point. "Oliver and I are going to the beach and we wondered if you wanted to come."

"Oh, that sounds so fun!" said Miley. I smiled an evil smile at Oliver and mouthed "she's coming!" I was gonna win this bet. Might as well just ask Oliver for the money now! I might as well just—

"Lilly?" Miley said into the phone. She must've thought we were disconnected.

"Oh, sorry, hey," I said. "So you wanna come?" I said again. I already know the answer! I thought.

"Like I said, that sounds really fun." I gave Oliver the ha-ha look. His face didn't change. Was he waiting for more? She'd practically just said yes. "But Jake's taking me out to lunch." My smile disappeared. It was like it slipped off my face, floated through the air, and landed on Oliver's lips. Now he was smiling evilly.

"Oh," I said into the phone.

"Well, hey, Lilly," said Miley. "It's not like we can't hang out another time!" I had obviously sounded more disappointed than I thought, because Miley sounded like she was trying to defend herself.

"Oh, sorry," I said. "I understand. You want to spend some quality time with Jake. It's totally fine. Bye." I couldn't help the coolness in my voice, or the way I emphasized the word "quality." I was just a teeny bit irritated with Miley. Wasn't I her best friend? Wasn't I?

When I hung up my phone, I snapped it closed. Oliver held out his hand for the money. "Give it here," he said. He was so negative these days! Also, he was beginning to be smarter than I thought.

I sighed and pulled out my wallet. Oliver and I headed down to the beach, without our third amigo.