CHAPTER 17
((sorry for the wait…here comes the next chapter…a contest: design a love poem for the next chapter…it must be ten lines long with any rhyme scheme you would like…each line must have the same number of syllables…yes it sounds hard but it is really easy…it will be used in the place of the song…don't even try getting them from the internet…I will find out…believe me…be creative…recognition to the best one…let your creative juices begin to flow…okay back to the story…I need some more ideas…I haven't decided if he will ever remember her…since he has no memory…there must be brain damage right?? So who said he would even survive?? You'll have to find out…if you've read my high school musical story courage, you'd realize I don't give breaks to the characters…I may write a sequel in the very near future…watch for it…here comes the next chapter…XOXO, CHRISTINE))
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When you call I don't know if I should pick up the phone every time
I'm not like all my friends who keep calling up the boys, I'm so shy
But I don't wanna be into you
If you don't treat me the right way
See I can only start seeing you
If you can make my heart feel safe (feel safe)
When it's not alright
When it's not ok
Will you try to make me feel better?
Will you say alright? (say alright)
Will you say ok? (Say ok)
Will you stick with me through whatever?
Or run away
(Say that it's gonna be alright. That it's gonna be ok
Don't run away, don't run away)
Let me know if it's gonna be you
Boy, you've got some things to prove
Let me know that you'll keep me safe
I don't want you to run away so
Let me know that you'll call on time
Let me know that you won't be shy
Will you wipe my tears away
Will you hold me closer
When it's not alright
When it's not ok
Will you try to make me feel better
Will you say alright? (say alright)
Will you say ok? (Say ok)
Will you stick with me through whatever?
Or run away
(Say that it's gonna be alright. That it's gonna be ok)
Say OK
(Don't run away, don't run away)
(Say that it's gonna be alright. That it's gonna be ok, don't run away)
Will you say OK
(Say that it's gonna be alright. That it's gonna be ok)
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"Don't you think we should at least talk to Miley?" Oliver asked Lily. "She's been so torn-up for the least few days. She's really taking this hard. But, it's not like they were dating."
"They were too," Lily disagreed, "before the crash. Did they ever break up while he was in the hospital? I don't think so."
"Yeah, but it's not like he even remembered they were dating," Oliver pointed out, "I doubt Miley even told him."
"He may not have remembered it, but Miley most definitely did," Lily pointed out. "Last time I checked, Miley still has her full memory. Was she in any plane crashes I don't know about?"
Oliver pierced her with "the look". "She can't expect him to know what his feelings are right now," Oliver reasoned. "He's so confused; he can barely even remember his name, let alone anyone else's. If she abandons him like she is now, he's going to get even more confused. He doesn't know what he's done wrong. He finally said something to someone, for himself, about his feelings, and she is punishing him for it. It's not right."
"But, Oliver, she is standing by him, and he breaks her heart. The least he could have done was taken it more lightly, realized just how much she loves him, before he rides her off like some stalker."
"He did not ride her off like a stalker. He expressed the yearning for friendship, companionship, not teenage love. This may be good for them. They will become the best of friends, and they will truly know if they love each other. They will be able to fully distinguish if it is love or lust."
"Well, Oliver the Wise, I don't know if I agree," Lily replied. "He's kind of losing a friend because Miley is definitely not spending the time with him she was before he broke it off, to be "just friends"."
"And that's why we need to talk to her, to tell her that she can't ostracize him from her life because he doesn't want to be in a romantic relationship with her right now. She'd be more likely to win him back by standing by him, as his friend, his best friend, his only friend."
"His only friend?" Lily asked, confused. "What do you mean by that? We are his friends. We stand by him. We do stuff with him."
"But not like Miley does," he answered, "not at all like Miley does. We go hang out with him if we have nothing better to do, when we're bored. Being with him is Miley's better thing to do. There is nothing better for her than that."
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"Miley Stewart! Get off your ass, and go be that boy's friend!" Lily yelled storming into Miley's room, where Miley was lounging on her bed, reading vogue in a bathrobe and slippers. There were empty chip bowls all over the place on top of crumbs and candy bar wrappers. It smelled of butter and pizza, like a movie theater. Miley's T.V. was stuck on a marathon of Stale Popcorn: Movies Long out of Style. It was showing old boring, cheesy movies nobody ever watched being made fun of by too men, the hosts. The movies themselves were a snore, but whenever the two commentators made a joke, Miley laughed horribly, wildly, and most of the jokes were completely stupid. It was pitiful for her two friends to see.
"Be his friend?" Miley moaned. "He doesn't want me, smart one. He dumped me."
"ONLY BECAUSE HE DOESN'T NEED A TEENAGE RELATIONSHIP RIGHT NOW!" Lily exclaimed. "HE NEEDS FREIDNS! YOU DON'T BREAK UP AND SEVER TIES WITH GOOD TRUSTWORTHY FRIEDNS!"
"If he wanted to be my friend, he wouldn't have broken my heart," Miley pouted. "Now let me watch this movie, I want to see what Ronald does next."
"You know what he does next," Oliver snapped, stealing the remote. "That's why this is a "stale movie". I can't believe you were watching that. Who watches stuff like that?"
"Depressed people," Miley whined, "like me. Now let me turn it back on."
"Not until you go talk to Jake," Lily replied, "it is not fair to him that you are abandoning him. He needs a best friend right now, not a girlfriend. That's you. After a while, once he sorts things out, who knows. Best friend may turn to girlfriend."
"But I don't want to be his girlfriend anymore," Miley mashed, while eating another candy bar, adding the wrapper to the growing mount of them towering next to her bed. "I'm over him. I'm liking Zac Efron, now. He's a cutie."
He's a cutie? Lily mouthed trying to repress a snort. "Please don't ever say that he is a cutie again, and you like Jake for more than looks. You like him for what's inside, for who he really is. You look behind the sexy eyes and body, and you see a guy, a guy you love. Now, go, be there for him. Get up off your back, and go be his friend. That's what he needs right now."
"No," Miley whined, "I'm too lazy."
"Get up, right now," Oliver commanded, dragging her off the bed. "Go to Jake's house, now. Don't come back until you've satisfied chatted with him."
He and Lily threw her out of the house, in her bathrobe and slippers. She stood outside the door, begging for re-entry.
"Go to him!" Lily yelled through the door.
Miley gave one last sad look, and walked away.
((hmm…I wonder what will happen next…well of course I know…but all ideas are open…do not forget about the poem…XOXO, CHRISTINE))