Miley nodded, and I walked towards my mom at the counter paying for my medicine. She smiled to me, and I noticed Blake chewing a Hershey bar. "Do you think I can hang out with Miley tonight mom?" I asked, making sure to do it at the right time.

At first my mom seemed pretty unsure about it, and I could tell that for a while she was thinking about telling me no. "Keep pain medicine with you at all times," mom advised, giving me the idea that she was saying yes. "And if you start to feel sick, call me immediately." I nodded, "okay, you can go.

"Awesome," I smiled, and gave two thumbs up to Miley who was still standing in the make up isle. "Just let me tell Miley."

Mom nodded, "does she want to come hat shopping with us?" My mom stopped me with the question. I shrugged, "we wouldn't have to tell her, just another day at the mall. And then I can drop you girls off at Miley's house."

Miley's POV:

"Yay," I hugged Lily when she came back towards my direction. "I've missed you so much!"

Lily nodded, and smiled, hugging me back and jumping out of it just as quickly as she went back to her normally hyper self. "We're going hat shopping," Lily told me. "If you come around with us, my mom can drop us off at your house afterwards."

I nodded, suspiciously knowing something else was going on. "Sounds great," I smiled and walked with Lily towards her mom and little sister Blake. "What do you need hats for?"

"Oh," Lily struggled, clicking her tongue as a nervous habit. "Just running out of new hats to wear to school, you know."

I nodded, and suddenly realized what she'd just said, "So you're coming back to school then?" I asked excitedly. Lily had been out of school for the past three weeks. "When are you coming back?"

"Hopefully tomorrow," Lily whispered as we approached her mom and walked towards Lily's favourite hat shop where Lily went straight to the line of newly shipped hats. "How do you like this one?" Lily laughed, sporting a completely ridiculous hat. I shook my head, and Lily tried another one, a truck hat with black and pink stripes. I laughed, and ran to the side of Lily, which her mom and Blake stayed at the counter.

"Do you like this one?" I asked Lily, showing her the Maple Leafs Hockey hat I had put on my head. Lily smiled, and we both ran towards the wall to wall mirror at the other end of the store. We started posing, as if we were in a photo shoot, and broke into giggles on the floor.

"Girls," Mrs. Truscott stood above us, holding a stack on hats that Lily was going to buy, and a couple of Advil for Lily to take – I noticed, now that we'd stopped laughing, that Lily was holding her head again. "Why don't we get out of her," Lily's mom smiled. "I'm sure you two have a lot to catch up on and I should probably get you back to Miley's house before her father thinks I've kidnapped his daughter."

I laughed, imagining my dad freaking out as he actually would if I were late being home when I had a concert that night. "Thanks Mrs. Truscott," I got myself off the floor and lent a hand to Lily who still lay there. "It was very nice to spend the afternoon with you."

Lily's mom smiled, "Your very welcome Miley," and wheeled Blake towards the counter where she was going to pay for the hats. "We'll have to do this again."

I nodded, and walked behind Mrs. Truscott with Lily all the way back to their jeep in the parking lot. The first thing I noticed when we drove twenty minutes to my house was that the family was being unusually quiet. The Truscott family was usually full of energy, always talking and joking around, even four year old Blake. I knew something was wrong.