Super special thanks to everybody who reviewed. I'm glad you're liking it. Don't worry I'm not gonna end the story soon...

Valx3- I'm trying to get everyone stay in character so I'm trying to get Lily to act a little more like she would. I liked ending it there, it gave me a feeling of coolness.

lilerin91- well thankyou. I know, I wonder too, what will be his reply? You won't find out from me... yet...

Spencer-Sweetie- I totally agree, maybe I'll have to bring Candace back out for that...

tempz- I Ü• your review.

IrockHarderthanYou- Normally I hate cliffhangers, but writing them gives me a sense of power! ☺

ambulanceMURDER- Well thankyou, I try to make her more hobaggy each time! LoL.

hpgeek- thanks I think I'll post... how about that?

fire-panther24- thanks for the three reviews. I have that song on my iPod too and recently it's like the only song I'll listen to when I'm skate-boarding. My sister is starting to think I'm weirder than normal.

Oh, and super special reviewers like tempz might have to wait to find out what Oliver said.

If I missed any reviews in chap. 5 as of 4/7/07(at like eight in the morning- wahhh!!!! Why aren't I asleep?) please tell me I'm super duper sorry.

Disclaimer: So I have this psychic friend who predicted the start of Hannah Montana. So we ran down to the patenting corporation, and we were just about to run inside when a kid with a lolly-pop tripped us, and Disney Channel beat us to the counter. So I chased the lolly-pop kid around, but I still don't have the rights.

Chapter 6 Better For The Both of Us

I didn't know where I was running. I just knew I had to run. My feet carried me to a spot on the beach and knees buckling, collapsed in the sand. The dust settled on my sweaty chilled skin and stuck. I pulled the stilettos off my feet. I rubbed the sole of my foot as I dug them into the sand.

As I rested my head on my legs, a thought came to mind, and it seemed to be the only answer.

I was going to have to stay away from Oliver.

As much as the thought pained me, I knew I was the one in the wrong. No matter how much I hated Candace, I still knew that I was in the wrong. She was Oliver's girlfriend. I wasn't. If someone had ever done that to me, I would have been just as upset.

Then something horrific materialized in my thoughts. Not only had the whole school seen me, so would the whole nation, on Super Sweet Sixteen. I couldn't go home, and I sure as hell wasn't going to go to the party again. I curled up on the beach, I didn't know what I was going to do next. I didn't know many things.

But what I did know was this hadn't ended; that on Monday everyone at school would know; and that no matter what I did everyone would take Candace's side. Because even I knew that she was in the right.

I knew that she was in the right, and I was in the wrong.

So I stayed there, alone in a small corner of the beach. A place where nobody came, nobody except me, me and Oliver. But I had to stop thinking about Oliver, if I didn't stop, I wouldn't be able to control myself.

I had to stop, I had to stop thinking about... him... I had to stop thinking about Oliver. About how this was where we met in preschool. How he had saved me from the bullies. How he had shared his crayons with me in Kindergarten. How he had waited in the hospital with a Lily when I had my appendix taken out. How he stuck with me all the way through elementary school, and middle school, even when Miley came, and he became more popular. How he had made that promise to me this summer on my birthday. That we would always be friends, and how I had promised back.

Whispering to myself I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

"I'm sorry I can't keep my promise Ollie," And I vowed that would be the last thing directed to him I would ever say. It was better for the both of us.

Oliver hadn't been able to believe his ears, he headed home late that night, long after the party was over. He headed straight to his house. He walked in to find his mom arms folded at the kitchen table. The phone in front of her.

"Where have you been?" She asked him. "I tried to call your cellphone, that is why you have one you know!"

"Sorry, I was busy,"

"You were busy? You are so irresponsible, not only did I have to worry about you- but know I have to comfort Mrs. Truscott,"

"I said I was sorry- wait, what's wrong with Mrs. Truscott. Is Lily okay?"

"I was hoping you'd have seen her,"

"No she left the party 4 hours ago- what's wrong?" Oliver questioned his mother worriedly.

"She never came back from the party Oliver," Mrs. Oken said solemnly. Trying to comfort her son.

Oliver grabbed his coat again and started to run out the door, in search of Lily.

"Oliver, you aren't going out, it's too late," His mother told him, "She'll be fine,"

Oliver looked at his mom, there would be no arguing with her, he walked upstairs and fell down on his bed. He folded his arms behind his head, and looked up at the ceiling.

Lily and him had decorated it a long time ago, and added to it as they grew older. The first pictures were of them as kids, Lily kissing Oliver at his fifth birthday, Oliver fussing over a scrape on her leg, after she fell while playing hopscotch. The next pictures were of them as elementary students and middle school students, all up to now.

He groaned out-loud, as the memory of their dance came back to him. It was so hot, so natural, so full of passion. Oliver had never experienced anything like it. It left him wanting more, it left him wanting her.

But how things could change, she had disappeared. But she wasn't home. Where the hell was she? He needed to find her, he wanted her.

Suddenly his thought backtracked.

"Did I just admit that I love Lillian Truscott?" He asked himself. Before turning over, and screaming into his pillow.

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