I'm sorry for the delay, but school's been killing me lately. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
And thanks again for the reviews! I know I don't really respond to them, I actually don't have the time for that, but I really really really appreciate them!

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It was Sunday morning and Lilly was sleeping save and sound in her bed. That is, until her cellphone started ringing. She rubbed her eyes and groaned annoyingly when she reached for it.

"What?" she snapped, still half asleep.

"Lils?"

"Oliver? What could you possibly call me for at 9 am on sundays?"

"Can I come over?"

Lilly sighed and closed her eyes. "I don't know if- -"

"I couldn't sleep, Lilly," he interrupted, "I kept thinking how stupid I've been. Please let me make it up to you."

"Okay, okay, just…. come over in and hour or something. I'll have to get dressed first," Lilly said.

"Thanks, Lil. I'll see you in an hour then."

Lilly shut her phone and stepped out of her bed, walking towards the shower.

"Hey, Miles?" Joannie said.

"What?"

"Maybe if you stop zapping like an idiot, you actually see what's on the channels."

They were at Joannie's house, watching some tv. Miley was sitting crosslegged on the couch with a blank expression on her face. She continued pressing the remote control. "I'm bored," she sighed.

"Glad you enjoy my presence that much," Joannie said sarcastically. Miley looked up, an idea coming into her head.

"Let's go to the beach," she suggested, "We could call Mikayla and the boys."

"Yeah, sounds like fun," Joannie said. "Wait, I'll go text them." She pulled out her cellphone and rapidly started pressing the little buttons. Just a minute later, she'd finished her textmessages and noticed the thoughtful look on Miley's face.

"What's going on in that head of yours?" she asked her.

Miley hesitated for a moment. "Well, I was thinking about… inviting Lilly to come with us." She saw a knowing smile appearing on Joannie's, so she quickly said, "I mean… not to try anything or something like that. It's just that she doesn't seem to have a lot of friends, and I just want her to have a good time."

Joannie smiled. "Well then, go for it. Call her up."

Miley nodded. "Yeah, I think I will." She went to grab the phone, but then she remembered something. "Only, I don't have her number."

"Gee, Miles," Joannie sat while she said up and rolled her eyes, "You sure you didn't dye your hair? 'Cause you just sounded pretty blonde to me." She walked over to a chest of drawers and pulled out a large telephone book. "If you don't know a number, then you just have to look it up."

"Oh, shut up," Miley said while she waited till Joannie found the number.

"Truscott was it, right?"

"Right," Miley answered. "Why are you being so helpful anyway?"

"If helping my best friend get her date requires looking up a phone number, I don't have a problem with that," Joannie grinned.

"Oh my God, Joannie, she's not my date!" Miley exclaimed.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Joannie grinned, "Oh, here, I've got the number." She walked over to Miley and handed her the phone book.

"Y'know," Miley said," maybe you should first try to get your date, and then worry about me." When she saw that Joannie didn't really have an idea of what she was talking about, she said, "That guy at the party? The one you were making out with?"

"Oh, yeah, him…," Joannie said, turning a bit red. "I don't really have his number."

Miley kept looking at her, knowing her all too well. "You did ask for his name, didn't you?"

"Well…kinda….not."

Miley shook her head and threw a cushion at Joannie's head. "Oh my God, you're such a slut," she said playfully.

"Why don't you just call your date and stay out of my business, how does that sound?" And with a smile on her face, Joannie threw the cushion back at Miley.

Lilly ended the kiss with Oliver. They sat on her bed, Oliver's arms around her. Obviously, she had forgiven him. What other thing was there to do? She'd let him suffer for a while, he truly was sorry, and he'd even brought her flowers. And besides, she kinda missed her best friend.

Lilly opened her eyes. "We should stop before… you know… things go too far," she breathed.

"Not to push you or anything, but Lilly, we're both eighteen, we've dated for a while now. In fact, we've been best friends since kindergarten. Don't you think it's time for us to take it to the next level?"

He didn't let her answer, because he locked lips with her once again. "Oliver…," Lilly said while she slowly pulled away. He looked at her disappointedly. Suddenly, the phone started ringing. Thank God, she thought. She was the one who had to pick it up since her mother wasn't home this morning. "I'll be right back," she said to Oliver and started walking downstairs. She picked up the phone.

"Lilly Truscott speaking."

"Hey Lilly, it's Miley Stewart."

"Oh…h-hi," Lilly stammered. She wondered why all these knots were forming in her stomach.

"So, uhm, I was wondering…Joannie, shut up!" She heard Miley saying. Lilly didn't know for sure, but Miley sounded somewhat…nervous? "Anyway," Miley began again, "I'm going to the beach with some friends. Would you like to join us?"

After a few seconds, when Lilly found her voice back, she said, "Y-Yeah, I'd love to."

She heard how Miley let out a relieved sigh. "Great, then I'll see you at Rico's in…an hour or something?"

"S-Sure, I'll be there."

"Okay, I'll see you then. Bye."

"Bye."

Lilly stared at the phone, her mouth slightly hanging open. She heard Oliver coming down the stairs.

"Who was that?"

"When is your date arriving, Miley?" Mikayla asked.

Before Miley could answer that question, Gabe spoke up. "So, you have a date, huh? Who is it?"

"First of all, it's not a date. And second, her name's Lilly," Miley said.

"Oh, there she is!" Joannie said. She suddenly made a confused face. "Erm, Miley? I don't remember you inviting her boyfriend too."

Miley turned around, looking in the direction Joannie was looking. "You've got to be kidding me," she murmered. There came Lilly, with Oliver walking by her side, not looking too happy.

"Hey guys," Lilly said nervously with a small wave as she approached them. Oliver greeted them with a small smile.

"Hey, Lilly," Miley smiled at her. She then nodded at Oliver, "Hi," she said, trying to sound as friendly as possible. He gave her a nod in return.

"Okay!" Mikayla said while she stood up, trying to break the tension that was forming. "Since you guys don't know everyone here, I might as well introduce them," she said, looking at Lilly and Oliver. "I'm Mikayla, you already know Miley, of course. And these are Joannie, Gabe, Jake and Matt." While she said that, she pointed at each of them, with them giving a smile and a small wave in return.

"Good, so now that's settled, we can go to the beach," and with that, the group walked off.

Lilly came walking next to Miley. "I'm sorry for bringing Oliver, but he insisted- -"

"It's okay, Lilly," Miley cut her off and smiled at her. "You're here, that's all that matters. I just want you to have a good time."

Lilly blushed. "Thanks for inviting me."

"No problem."

"Okay, who's up for a little beach volleyball?" Matt yelled.

They stripped down to their swimsuits. Lilly saw how Miley took off her jean shorts and white tanktop, revealing a blue bikini, which showed off her tanned skin just fine. With some effort, Lilly tore her gaze away from Miley's gorgeous body and looked down at her own body, covered with a simple green bikini. She sure was happy with her body. But Miley's….well, words wouldn't do it justice.

"Looking good, Miley," she heard Jake saying.

Miley walked over to Lilly. "Keep it in your pants, Jake," she said over her shoulder. She saw Lilly looking. "I once kissed him when I was drunk," she said with a disgusted look on her face. "And I mean really, really drunk." That caused Lilly to snicker.

"Okay, let's make teams," Miley said to all of them. "Me, Lilly, Joannie and Mik- -"

"Why can't I be in the same team as Lilly?" Oliver asked.

"Because, Oliver," Miley began, irritation now clearly evident in her voice, " it's boys versus girls, if you hadn't noticed yet."

"Oh…"

"Let's play!" Gabe said excitingly.

A while in the game, the girls were leading with four points. Miley served the ball, knocking it over the net. Jake barely caught the ball, passing it towards Matt, who passed it again to Oliver to smash the ball over the net. He jumped up, smashing it as hard as he could. Unfortunately for him, the ball went in a different direction than he originally had planned. With a loud smack, the ball collided with the side of Lilly's head, knocking her to the ground.

Everyone gasped and Miley ran over to her. She heard Oliver swear when he kneeled just like Miley next to Lilly. Lilly had her eyes closed and winced a little when Miley carefully touched the spot where the ball had hit her.

"I can take care of her, Stewart," Oliver said.

"After you almost knocked her out? Yeah right, I don't think so," Miley huffed. She put her arms around Lilly's shoulders and under her legs, and without much effort, she carried her over to a quieter place in the shadows, under the trees. She carefully lay her down in the sand. She turned around and looked at her friends, who seemed to be distracting Oliver. I'll thank them for that later, she thought.

Lilly slowly opened her eyes, feeling a huge headache forming. She rememered the sensation she felt when Miley was carrying her. Damn, she's strong! Ow, my head…

When her slighly double vision became normal again, she saw how Miley was hovering over her, a concerned look in her eyes while she looked down at her.

"You okay?" Miley asked softly.

"J-Just a headache. Nothing too serious."

"We should probably fix an icepack for your head. Come on, my place is not too far away," Miley said while she helped Lilly stand on her own feet.

"Shouldn't we tell the rest?" Lilly said, referring to the others.

"Nah, they probably know already." Except for Oliver, but I don't care about him, she thought.

They walked off to Miley's house, with Miley still supporting Lilly.

I'm already working on the next chapter ;) Please review!:D