CHAPTER 8

((in the last chapter…there was a lesson…I'm not sure if I'll keep doing some of those…I may or I may not…I got no reviews from offended people so I'm happy to see that people reading this fanfic are fit to read Teen Fanfics…the definition of teen is " Suitable for teens, 13 years and older, with some violence, minor coarse language, and minor suggestive adult themes"…that was minorly suggestive…she had her clothes on and it was all an accident that is realistic…so anyways…here's the next chapter…I am finally finished with finals…2 of them were a complete disaster…but that's okay…read and review…XOXO, CHRISTINE))

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there's something about you now
I can't quite figure out
everything she does is beautiful
everything she does is right

you and me and all of the people
with nothing to do
nothing to lose
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
I can't keep my eyes off of you

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"MILEYYY!" Lily whined charging into her bedroom without knocking jumping on her bed in humiliation. She was coming from the beach. After the little incident, the two quickly left each other, buying themselves at least a dozen more awkward moments to spend with each other.

"Lily…" Miley dreamily said. Her eyes had sparkles. Jake had left not more than a minute before Lily had arrived. "I think I love Jake."

Lily fake gagged. "Please Miley, focus. I have to tell you what happened at the beach today between me and Oliver."

"Jake is such a good kisser," Miley gushed, not paying attention. "He was so…romantic and genuine."

"I don't want to know what that means," Lily shot jumping off Miley's bed. "And I don't want to. Now, let me tell you what happened at the beach. Oliver was about to kiss me…"

Miley was paying no attention. At the same time as Lily was telling her thrilling saga, Miley was telling her own. "He was so smooth when he kissed me, and it was so enjoyable." Neither knew the other wasn't paying attention. "It was…divine. He was…"

"We were sitting on those tall chairs," Lily continued. "And he leaned to far, and it all happened in a fraction of a second."

"always making sure I was okay and he wasn't hurting me, and he was treating me like a queen," Miley dreamily exulted. "I enjoyed…"

"AND HE BIT MY BOOB!" Lily screamed the last part.

"Hearing him say…HE HIT YOUR BOOB?!! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, LILY?!" Miley only had really heard her last exclamation.

Lily calmed down and told her. When she finished, Miley was just gaping. It was such an odd story, and Miley had never heard of something quite like that. "How did Oliver react?" she asked.

"He was just as embarrassed as I was," Lily answered, "maybe even more so, as it was his fault. If we wouldn't have sat in the chairs we always sit in, none of his would have happened."

"I know those high chairs would have made us go wrong one day," Miley snorted. Lily gave her a scathing look. "That wasn't funny," Miley added, the smile wiping from her face.

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Lily and Jake completely ignored each other. The only way they acknowledged each other was by staring at each other constantly, and when they would catch each other, they'd both look down quickly. Miley and Jake noticed as it was blatantly obvious, and they were plotting to do a little something about it, something to get them together.

"Any ideas?" Jake asked her while they were cuddled on the beach.

"No clue," Miley answered, sighing. "I can't think of any ways except for putting Lily into a dangerous situation, which obviously wouldn't be a good idea."

"Well, we could make Oliver think she's with another man," Jake suggested, "then he'd go try to win her back."

"No he wouldn't, he would go around and mope and say, 'well as long as she's happy, I guess I am', when he obviously wasn't happy and it would just be annoying, and Oliver annoying is really annoying,' Miley replied.

"Okay, okay, I got it, well maybe I could pretend to try to like kidnap her incognito and then Oliver would try to save her."

"So movie-starish," Miley laughed.

"But it work," Jake pointed out.

"Indeed it would. When and how do we do it?"

"Dunno, but at least we'll know what we do."

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Lily slept over at Miley's that night, and was oddly quiet. She stared into space most of the time, and didn't say a word about Oliver even when Miley tried to bring him up. At about 10:30 Miley received a disappointing phone call. It was from Jake.

"Miles, I have to fly out to Palm Beach tomorrow at six in the morning," Jake informed her. "I'd try to take you with me, but you'd miss school and stuff and I don't feel like it would be a good idea."

"I understand," Miley replied. "Why do you have to go?"

"Zombie High," Jake said simply. "We need to do some business. There's a chance we'll be shooting there over the summer. And if we do, I hope you can come with me, because I'm sure Hannah Montana can make some nice guest star appearances and tour in and around Florida, also."

"Sounds nice," Miley replied, dreaming of the summer now. The rest of school would go on forever because she was now excited. "Definitely."

"Good," Jake happily said. Miley could just picture his smile she loved so much. "But that means the plan will have to wait for a week."

"Yeah, that's okay," Miley answered glancing at Lily. She looked miserable.

"Well, I've got to go," Jake said sadly, "finish packing and get some sleep before the flight. Goodnight, I love you."

"I love you, too. Sweet dreams." Miley hung up the phone. That night Miley went to sleep with a bad feeling.

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Miley was shaken awake at eight o'clock by her brother Jackson. "Miles, dad needs you downstairs right now. It's important."

"Ten more minutes, Jackson," Miley moaned, tired. She had woken up many times during the night. It was at 7:08 that she woke up with an actual bad feeling. At about 7:20, she became immediately relaxed and went back to sleep until she was shaken awake by Jackson. She groggily followed him downstairs where her father was sitting with the news on. It was some breaking news thing. Upon seeing her come, her dad turned it off before she could figure out what it was.

"Miley," Robbie Ray Stewart said very seriously. "Something happened this morning, something bad, something really bad. Something so bad…"

"Stop telling me how bad whatever it is was and tell me what actually happened," Miley snapped, slightly annoyed.

"Jake's plane went down," her father mournfully told her, "at 7:08 this morning. They were flying over Colorado, up in the mountains. They have found no survivors."

((Yes…I know…bad spot to end…but I have to go do some stuff now…hope you like it…read and review…XOXO, CHRISTINE))