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"Miley, please come out and tell me what's going on!" Oliver knocked on the bathroom door.
"Go away!" Miley cried, wiping her tears with a peice of toliet paper.
"I thought you said nothing was wrong?"
"Well there is something wrong. But I don't want to talk about it." Miley sniffed.
Oliver leaned up against the bathroom door, thinking to himself. What's wrong with Miley? What were those girls laughing about earlier? Why won't she talk to me?
"Oliver..." Miley said softly.
"Yeah?"
"I think I want to break up with Jake..."
Lilly strapped on her skis. Well, at least she tried to.
"Why did I do this? I don't know anything about skiing. What was I thinking?" She muttered under her breath.
"Need a little help, there?" A voice above her said.
Lilly looked up, seeing big, bright blue eyes, as clear as the ocean back in Malibu. Greg, of course.
"Help would be good.." Lilly said in a giggly, flirty tone.
Greg held out his hand, and Lilly grabbed it, hoping her hands weren't sweaty or...disgusting.
He helped her up, steadying her by holding her shoulders.
"So, what's your name?" Greg asked as he bent down to fasten her ski.
"Trilly Luscott. I mean Luscott Trilly." Lilly shook her head. "It's Lilly." Right now it should be moron...
Greg laughed. "Nice to meet you Lilly. So, have you ever skiied before?"
"Nope, but I skateboard." Lilly wondered how old Greg was... if he had a girlfriend, why he is a ski instructer...
"Oh, me too! I love skateboarding." Greg stood up. "There. You should be good now, but might I suggest that you stick to the bunny slopes for now?"
"That's probably a good idea." Lilly giggled.
Greg went over to help another kid with his skis, and Lilly slowly, very slowly actually, made her way over to talk to Sarah and Renae.
"Isn't he gorgeous?" Renae giggled, twirling her long red hair around her fingers, which were all painted in chipped black polish. Lilly doesn't understand how a rocker chick could be best friends with someone like Sarah, a girl who only owns two pairs of socks.
"Totally." Lilly agreed. She looked back over at him, shaggy blonde skater hair, blue eyes, perfect height...
"I actually can't ski at all..." Sarah said with a grin. "But who could give up the chance to see this guy?"
"Me neither!" Lilly and Renae said in unison.
"Kay, skiiers! Who's ready to hit the slopes?" Jeff said as he pulled on his gray hat.
"I wonder how old he is?" Renae said as the three slowly and cautiously made their way to the top of the small begginer's slope.
"Ask him." Lilly said.
"No way!" Sarah said, answering for her friend.
"No, I will," Renae said, taking a deep breath. She slowly made her way over to Greg, whose back was towards her. She tapped him, and stepped back so he wouldn't step on her skis.
"Yeah?" He said, turning.
"Umm, I couldn't help but to notice that you look exactly like older sister's boyfriend. I'm sure it's not you, but you have a striking resemblance to him. He's 24, and he's in the army right now." Renae has a tendancy to use big words when she is trying to impress somebody, Lilly noticed.
"Oh, well, I'm actually only 17, but umm, that's cool, I guess." Greg smiled and turned back around.
Renae went back over to Lilly and Sarah and grinned. "17, just my type."
"Nae, he's like a junior. Why would he go out with an 8th grader?" Sarah asked.
"Sarah, I'm 15. I think it could work." Renae shrugged. Renae got held back in the 5th grade, and Lilly remembers that she used to be in her older brother's class.
"So what are you going to do? Ask him out?" Lilly said skeptically.
"Yep." Renae grinned, and took Sarah and Lilly's arms. "Now lets go! I wanna ski!"
"Really?" Oliver said.
"I think so." Miley said, opening the bathroom door. "He did something, that I don't know if I like."
"What?" Oliver said, following her back out into the main room of the lodge.
Miley stopped and took a deep breath. "He asked me... if I was ready to take our relationship to the next level."
Oliver's jaw dropped. "Miles, you aren't...going to, are you?"
"That? No. Break up? Yes." Miley answered.
"Good. What a jerk..." He mumbled.
"Actually, I was wondering if maybe...you could break up with him for me. Like ASAP. I figured you have to share a cabin with him so you'll be able to see more of him than I will." Miley gave a little puppy face.
Oliver groaned. "Do I have to?"
"Yes. Thanks Oliver, you rock." Miley gave him a quick hug and sat back down on the couch. "But what I still don't get is how those girls found out..."