"Alright girls," Lily's mom interrupted my gaze. I looked around at my surroundings; we were already at my house, in my driveway, and my dad was already coming out of the front door. "Have a great time Lily," she turned around to face us, and smiled, "Don't forget some Advil."
"Alright," Lily groaned, and got out of the car, stepping around my dad, who was now talking to my mom through the car window. "Bye mom," she waved, and I followed her into the house and into the living room where Jackson was eating popcorn with his friend Cooper.
"Oh hey Lily," Jackson said as we walked down the step and into the kitchen. "We haven't seen you around the house lately."
Lily clicked her tongue again, and I handed her a juice box from the fridge. "I've been in San Francisco with my family," Lily told both me and Jackson. "Some reunion thing I had to go to."
"Reunion?" My dad walked into the house just as Lily sat down on the stool next to me. He had heard what Lily had said and I knew by the look in his eyes that he knew something I didn't. "What kind of reunion was it Lily?"
"High school," Lily said fast, and took a sip of her drink.
Dad nodded and gave up, getting himself a juice box as well and standing in front of us at the counter. "Do you guys want anything to eat before the concert?" We nodded, "What do you want?"
I smiled and looked at Lily on my left; I could tell we were thinking the same thing, "Pizza?" We asked at the same time. "Jinx," we said together. "Jinx," we tried again, and failed.
"Jinx, Jinx, jinx," Lily yelled faster than I could get the word out. I remained silent, as that was what you were supposed to do when you were jinxed. "I always beat Miley," Lily said to my dad, and he nodded and laughed at our childish game.
"Order out?" Dad asked, talking about the pizza. We nodded, "alright, be right back then."
My dad left the room, leaving Lily and I in the kitchen, and the only noise coming from the movie that Jackson and Cooper were watching. I shrugged my shoulders and took a sip of my juice, still unable to say anything as Lily hadn't said my name yet. "Do – do you have any painkillers around here?" Lily asked, swaying in her seat. I pointed towards the shelf above the counter next to the fridge. "Thanks," Lily smiled and attempted to get up from her seat, and failed. "Miley, Miley, Miley," Lily whispered, breaking the jinx. "Could you please get some for me?"
I rushed to get the bottle of Advil from the kitchen, worried enough to almost break the glass of water I was trying to get to help the pills go down. "Are you okay?" I asked when I have walked back to Lily.
"Yeah," Lily swallowed the pills and rubbed her forehead with her thumbs, "Just another headache. It's nothing to worry about really."
"Okay," I said with concern. Wishing I knew what was going on. "Do you feel well enough to go up to my room?"
Lily nodded, and I took her hand to lead her up the stairs. She was still holding her head by the time we got to my closet.
"Lily," I tried to act casual, sitting down next to Lily who was on the floor, feeling a little better by the looks of it. "Is everything okay with you? I mean, you haven't been in school for quite a while and – and it just seems as if these headaches aren't just normal headaches." I looked up at Lily, questioning her with a look in my eyes. But Lily just leaned back on the wall, and brought her knees up to her chest.
"I'm fine Miley," Lily sighed, and it seemed like she was saying that more to insure herself. "I really am. I would tell you if something was wrong." I nodded, not quite believing her. "I – I went to …" Lily started.
"Miley, Lily?" my dad interrupted Lily, and I could hear him coming up the stairs to my bedroom. I looked at Lily, hoping that she would finish her sentence, but she was going towards Lola's clothes. "Miles?" I heard my dad again, and turned around to find him at the entrance of my closet. "The dinners coming soon, just thought you might want to know that."
"Thanks dad," I smiled and pointed towards the clothes I had laid out, hoping he would get what I was saying.
"Alright then," he understood, and walked backwards out of my room. "I'll leave you girls to it, and see you in the kitchen in ten." I nodded, "all ready for the concert?" He pointed his finger and squinted his eyes. I nodded again.