Hey! I am so sorry that I have not updated in like forever. I have been working on my other stories, and I have been finishing final projects for school. Now that school is out for the year, I will have a whole lot more time to update. I am going to try to make a few interesting surprises in this chapter. If they are not in this chapter, they will be in the next few chapters. Keep reading!

Chapter 4

Miley's POV

Ashley and I were walking toward Rico's Surf Shop, and we saw Oliver already waiting there. We smiled, and waved.

"I didn't know that you two were friends!" he said happily.

"Oh, yeah. The only reason we didn't like each other before was because she would hang out with amber, who is a real... brat," I said, making sure not to cuss.

"That is not what you were about to say," Oliver laughed and rolled his eyes.

"So what! That is what I did say!" I said and stuck out my tongue.

"Do you guys want to go surfing?" Ashley asked, changing the subject. "The waves are great today. This would be the perfect time to go surfing."

"Yeah!" Oliver said, even though I knew he absolutely hated surfing. "I would love to go surfing!"

"Oliver, Ashley!" I called out as they began walking toward the ocean. "I brought a picnic basket so we could have a nice picnic on the beach." I was willing to make up any sort of excuse to keep them from being alone together.

They began walking back with half-smiles on their faces.

I turned around to Jackson, who was wiping the counters of the Surf Shop. "Jackson! You have to give me a picnic basket and some food to go with it!" I said, not wanting Oliver and Ashley to figure out that I lied to them and tricked them.

"How much money do you have?" Jackson asked with a large grin and his eyebrows raised.

"None! But I can tell dad about when you skipped school yesterday to go on a date with some girl," I said with an even wider grin.

"I'll have it for you before you can spell antidisestablishmentarianism!" he said, holding up an empty straw basket.

"Spell what now?" I asked.

"Antidisestablishmentarianism. And before you ask, yes, it is a real word. It is one of the longest words in the dictionary," my dorky brother said, and held out the now full basket to me.

"Why did your brother have the basket?" Ashley asked, and I noticed that she was standing behind me.

"Oh, I had asked him to hold onto it for me for a while," I said quickly, hoping that they would not think that something was up.

"Okay," Oliver said. "Where should we set up our picnic?"

"I guess over there since no one else is sitting there," I suggested and began walking over to our picnic spot.

We sat down in the sand, and began digging into out sandwiches and... potato salad? How on earth was Jackson able to get potato salad without even going to the store. Well that's not the point. The picnic was good.

Meanwhile...

Lilly's POV

I climbed into Oliver's bedroom window so his mom would not suspect anything. I quietly sneaked across his bedroom to his bedside table where his alarm clock was. I flipped the switch on his alarm clock, and walked out the bedroom door.

As soon as I closed the door, and was outside of his bedroom, I realized what I had just done. Oliver's mom was sitting right in front of the front door in her brand new rocking chair, so I couldn't possible get out that way. I really was not in the mood to hear his mom get mad at me in her "man voice".

I would just go back into Oliver's room and climb through the window, but if I opened his bedroom door again, it might squeak, and I don't really want to take that chance.

I guess that I just have to wait until Oliver's mom moves. But what if Oliver gets home before she moves? What if she never moves? I was starting to sweat at the thought of getting caught. I have been pulling pranks and stuff like this all my life, and I haven't been caught since I was six years old.

Since I obviously could not just go through the front door, I would have to take the risk of opening Oliver's squeaky door and going through the window.

I opened the door, and sure enough, it squeaked very loudly.

"Is anyone in there?" I heard Mrs. Oken call out as sh got up from her seat and walked toward the room I am in.

I closed the door as quickly and silently as possible, and ran to the open window. I climbed out the window, shut it, and then ran down the block to my house.

I went into my bedroom, and collapsed on my bed. That was close!

I took a minute or so to catch my breath, and then walked over to my dresser to pick out a bathing suit to wear to the beach. I definitely wanted something that looked hot, but I don't have much hot maternity bathing suits.

I found a purple one piece that is very low-cut and had the word Roxy printed on it. Perfect. I put some shorty shorts on over the swimsuit, and looked for my beach bag.

I found it crammed underneath my bed with a whole bunch of other things. I pulled my flip-flops out, and slid them onto my feet. I put some sun screen on all over my body, and began to walk out the door when my mom stopped me.

"Where are you going, honey?" my mom asked, not even looking up from her book.

"Just to the beach to hang out with Miley, Oliver, and Ashley," I answered, heading for the door.

"Who is Ashley?" my mom insisted on knowing.

"We are friends. She was at Miley's sleepover with us," I stated, opening the door to the house.

"Well, have you done your homework?" she asked, still staring at her book.

"Don't have any," I said, walking out the door.

"One more thing," she said, and turned to me. I turned around and rolled my eyes.

Sometime today, please, I wanted to say, but didn't.

"Be back by 10:00." I ran out the door as fast as my legs would let me go. "Have fun!" she shouted after me.

Back at the beach...

Miley's POV

Oliver went over to Rico's Surf Shop to talk to Jackson.

"Where is Lilly?" I asked impatiently.

"I don't know. Do you thin she got caught and got into huge trouble?" Ashley cringed, and began to imagine what could have happened to Lilly.

"Young lady! You are going to have to come with me, for breaking the law!" a bulky woman in a police uniform said.

"What law did I break?" Lilly asked, and began to cry about going to jail.

"First of all, you broke into somebody else's house. Most importantly though, you lost your best friend's trust," the woman said, shoving Lilly into the back of her cop car.

"But... But Oliver isn't my best friend! Miley is! He is my second best friend," Lilly said through her tears.

"Well that's just too darn bad, isn't it?" the woman said, and sat down in the driver's seat of the car. She turned on the siren, and began driving toward the police station.

Ten years later

Lilly sat in her black and white striped jumpsuit on the bed provided in the jail cell. Someone slid a tray of food under the bars, and she was forced to eat the mush that some people liked to call food.

Suddenly she bust our into tears for no apparent reason. "I lost my best friends, my boyfriend, and even my parents!"

"Ashley! That never in reality would actually happen," I said. "Anyway, that makes no sense because she is pregnant now, so what would have happened to the baby?"

"I don't know! It was just an idea of what could have happened!" she snapped, and walked toward Rico's.

Since I had nothing better to do, I followed. At Rico's. I could see Oliver sitting on a stool, not talking to Jackson like he said he would be doing. He had a disgusted look on his face, and looked like he was about to puke.

Right then, I saw exactly why. Lilly was sitting on the stool next to him, flirting with Jackson. The next thing I knew, they were making out passionately.

"I completely agree," I said to Oliver and rolled my eyes.

"Agree about what?" Oliver asked, sounding confused. "I didn't say anything."

"The look on your face said it all. You are totally grossed out by the serious make-out session that those two lovebirds are having," I said, grinning about the fact that I was completely right.

"Yeah. It is so gross when they do it... I mean when they make out... You know what I mean!" Oliver said annoyed that he always worded things way wrong.

"I wish I did," I muttered under my breath.

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