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Mileys P O V

Jake looked at me in awe.

"Miley! What the-" he started, jumping out of his seat. "I've had a crush on you this whole time?"

"I'm sorry, it's just that, I couldn't possibly trust you yet with a secret like this," I claimed.

"Forget it! I-I-. I don't know what to say," he said crossing his arms. I stood up.

"Me neither," I said crossing my arms too.

"I'm postponing the episode," he said.

"What?" I shrieked. "Till when?"

"Until I can trust you and understand you. I can't believe I couldn't tell if I had a crush on your or Hannah, and you're both!" he said.

"But please Jake! I'm so sorry. Wait did you say you like me?" I asked.

"I thought so. I guess we both were fooled," he said.

"Jake I-" I started. I stopped myself short of going on. Jake took a final look at me and turned away, walking out the door. I dropped my wig on the table, and flopped down into a chair crying. A moment later the door opened. I prayed it was Jake, even though I kind of didn't want it to be.

"What's going on?" the voice asked. Dad's. I looked up.

"Dad I messed up everything," I whined.

"Everythings gonna be alright. You couldn't have done that bad. Hey why is your wig on the table?" he asked.

"Take a good guess dad," I said crying into his shirt. "Jake hates me."

I accidently got mascara marks on it, but he didn't seem to mind. I finally composed myself after he talked to me about my options.

"Let's get out of here," I said.

Dad and I stood up and left after talking to some guy about rescheduling. If Jake hates me, I will never eat again.

The next morning, Lilly called and demanded that she come over so we could talk, but I was in the middle of laying on my bed and pretending to eat my troubles away, while sitting in a nest of dirty, used kleenexs.

"Lilly, don't. It won't be fun, and I don't want you to see me like this," I said.

"You won't change my mind," she said.

"Lil-" I started, but she had already hung up. I used another kleenex.

"Hey Miles," Lilly said opening up the door to my room, within minutes of the phone call.

"Hey," I croaked.

"Oh wow Miley," she said getting a trashbucket and picking up the kleenexs.

"You know what helps me when I'm depressed? Eating my troubles away with fatty ice cream and donuts," she said.

I chuckled a laugh.

"That wouldn't resolve problems it would add them," I said.

She pulled at my arm.

"Come on let's go," she said.

"No!" I shouted so loud and stern at the thought of that, that she jumped back surprised.

"I mean, I'm not hungry," I said.

Lilly sat down by me.

"Miley. We need to talk. For the past few days you are never hungry. And you were sick but Jake tells me that he didn't throw up. I think you are making yourself sick. Is it true?" she asked seriously.

"You mean an eating disorder?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Lilly of course not. I'm perfectly healthy. I'm just too depressed to eat," I said.

She soaked my answer in, debating on whether she should trust it.

"Fine than. I'll just go have to ask your dad on what you've been eating. Oh Mr. S!" she called leaving. I lunged at her and we fell to the ground.

"What the-" Lilly started.

"Okay, fine I'll admit it. I've been eating only healthy stuff ever since Tuesday. But I have been eating," I lied.

"Really?" she asked.

"Yes. And I have not binged," I said. I was telling the truth sorta. I haven't binged, but I haven't eaten anything.

"Well than come on. Let's go to the beach then," she said.

I felt no choice.

"Fine," I sighed.

She smiled and dragged me downstairs and the block to the beach over by Rico's. Jackson was working.

"Hey Jackson, I'll have a smoothie," she said.

"What flavor, we have peach, watermelon, pear, apple, banana, orange, pineapple, grape, raspberry, and coconut," Jackson said.

"What? I didn't pay attention," she joked.

Jackson got a glare, and opened his mouth to take in a deep breath for what he would do.

"Jackson! I'm kidding. Coconut for me, and a small raspberry one for her," Lilly said.

"Lilly!" I said. "I told you I'm not hungry!"

"so you are eating?" she said with her I-don't-believe-you-anymore look. I sighed, and tried to stare her down, but she wouldn't stop.

"Make mine watermelon," I said.

Lilly put the money down and Jackson handed us the smoothies.

"Let's go sit over her," Lilly said walking down the beach. I followed her not so fast, carrying my smoothie, stirring it with a look of disguist over the yogurty, fat, calorie packed poisen that it is. Lilly sipped hers freely. She was still trim. I took a small sip, but made it look like a big one. I could hear myself get fatter from the small sip.

"Miley please tell me what's going on. Why are you eating only healthy stuff? You used to not care," Lilly said.

I could feel tears come back as I thought about Jake, and how he hated me because of Hannah.

"I don't wanna talk about it," I cried.

"Miley please. You know I'm your best friend, and won't judge you by anything you say," she said. "Please?"

I wipped my nose.

"Fine. It all started when you told me that you liked Oliver too. Then he became so interested in you with the whole science partner thing, and he wanted to be with you. I felt like he liked you because I'm fatter," I said.

"But you're not fatter!" Lilly claimed.

"Our wieghts are ten pounds different!" I shouted.

"Oh Miley," she said hugging me. "don't ever worry about it. You've got more muscle then. You aren't fatter then me I promise," she said.

"But then, Oliver liked you and you liked him. Suddenly I was left alone to admire Oliver from the leftover side of the fridge. Then I began to like Jake the nicer he got, and I felt like such a failure. I decided I would punish myself with food," I admitted.

"But you've been eating right?" she said.

"Yeah. But the worse I am to myself, the healthier I have to eat," I lied.

She hugged me one more time.

"As long as you don't have an eating disorder, I'm fine with your new diet," she said.

I smiled and returned the hug. "Thanks."

"No prob."

"You smell like ocean," I said.

"You do too."

Too bad we never reallized the black figure walking along the trees, depressed too. He had listened in on our conversation, and suddenly reallized a part of me that he never knew was there.

"How Miley?" he asked himself. He turned out of the trees before either girl could see him. Then he solemnly walked home to his huge house, wondering why he, Jake Ryan, couldn't have her, when she was right there. Because he was mad at her. Not mad, maybe, more like confused, or frustrated.

The next morning I woke up and got dressed after a long hot shower. I thought about how I ate that entire first fifth of the smoothie last night, and suddenly hated myself. I skipped breakfast, and decided that I would try to dodge lunch, and Jake, as much as possible.

Half of my plans didn't work so well when I got to school, Jake was standing by my locker.

"Hi Miley," he said when I got closer.

"Hi," I said flattly.

"Listen, I was just taking a walk yesterday, and I wasn't eavesdropping, but I heard you and Lily," he confessed.

I stopped on a dime with whatever I was doing with my locker.

"You did what now?" I asked.

"It just sort of happened," he said.

"Happened? That was a personal conversation. Wait you heard about, my...my," I studdered not wanting to say diet.

"I know you've been eating what my mom makes, but I was wondering. Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine. But you wouldn't care. You hate me remember? And Hannah," I said closing my locker door trying not to slam.

"I don't hate you Miley. I hate the fact you kept that from me. Why do you think that I was on a walk? To sort things out. How about we try the script reading again this Friday? I really don't hate you Miley. In fact it's the opposite," he said.

"Well, just to let you know- what?" I asked you.

"Remember on Saturday when I admitted it?" he asked.

"Yeah. Remember when I admitted my crush on you?" I asked.

"Yeah. Wait, you never-"

I stopped him.

"Well I did now," I flirted.

We smiled, and he leaned in to kiss me, but I held my finger to his lips.

"Not yet silly boy," I said walking away. I teased him. But I was so heartbroken from this weekend still, that even that couldn't quite change my mind so fast. I'd let him kiss me when I felt ready.

"Hey Miley!" Oliver said walking up to me.

"Hey Oliver," I said.

He went on to talk about how his cat killed a jelly bean, and then tried to bury it in the backyard somehow, and how Oliver hurt his finger in his hide and go seek game with his cat. I barely listened, thinking about Jake. He liked me! I would normally reward myself with a banana or something, but not this time. Not after I had that smoothie.

"I gotta go Oliver," I said turning into my first period class.

"Okay! See ya in science!" he called.

I waved, and sat down, still thinking about Jake, my stomach almost digesting itself just like it had been for quite a while now. During first period, I felt my cell phone vibrate, meaning it must be a friend emergency. I asked my teacher if I could go to the bathroom, and when I got there, I saw that it was Lilly. I called her back immediatly. Her calling meant that she was in the school and had to tell me something.

"Hello? Miley?" she asked when she answered. I couldn't tell if she was happy or sad.

"Hey Lily. What's going on?" I asked.

"Okay! I asked out Oliver!!" she said.

"And?" I asked.

"He said-"