AN-Well, here's the next chapter. Oh, and before you read this chapter, please read the first chapter again, because I updated it a little. And the stuff about Lilly's brother is taken from the 1-800-Where-R-You series, by Meg Cabot.
Disclaimer-I don't own Hannah Montana.
Chapter 2: Oliver Oscar Oken
Lilly's POV:
I looked up from my diary after I was done writing that first entry. And as soon as I did, my mom called me from downstairs.
"Lilly!" she called. "It's time for school. Now move your butt!"
I stood up, closed my diary and through it in my book bag. I'm not sure why I wanted to bring it to school, but I did.
I grabbed my book bag and left my room.
As I walked past Dakota's (my 20 year old brother) room, he called "Bye sis."
"Bye," I said. Then I kept walking.
Oh, and just in case you were wondering, I'll tell you more about Dakota.
For about a year, he's heard voices in his head that tell him to do things, mostly kill himself. And once, around last Christmas, he listened to them. He locked himself in him room and slit his wrists. Finally, my dad had to break the door down to get in there and get him to the hospital. After that happened, he got kicked out of college. And got put on medication.
He's mostly fine now, but sometimes he has these weird episodes where he hears the voices again. But that usually only happens when he doesn't take the medication.
But let's get back to the story.
I walked down the stairs and my mom said "Lilly, you almost missed your bus. What were you doing up there?"
"Nothing," I said. "Bye Mom. Love you."
"Bye, " she said. "Love you too."
Then I ran outside to the bus.
I really wanted my mom to start driving me to school, since she doesn't work, but she won't because she doesn't want to leave Dakota alone. I don't see what her problem is, though. Her and Dad are always panicking about Dakota trying to kill himself again, but that's because they obviously don't talk to him as much as I do. I know he's fine as long as he takes his medication. But my parents don't care.
"Hey Lilly," An unmistakable voice said, interrupting my thoughts.
I looked over at Oliver standing in the aisle of the bus.
"Hey Oliver," I said. "What's up?"
I was amazed at how calm I was managing to sound.
"Nothing,'" Oliver said. "Can I sit?"
"Sure," I said, scooting over towards the window.
"Thanks," he said, sitting down. "So, what's up with you?"
"Nothing really," I said. "I was just thinking about how annoying my mom can be."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean the fact that she treats Dakota like a baby," I said. "I mean, sure, he did try to kill himself, but that was only one time. And he's fine now."
"Well, your mom obviously doesn't realize that," he said.
"Apparently," I said. "But can we talk about something besides me."
"Like what?"
"Like anything."
"Ok," he said, obviously thinking. "Have you heard from Miley?"
Just so you know, Miley was on a world tour. Which sucked for me, because it meant I had no one to talk to about my Oliver obsession. Except Dakota, but he wasn't much help.
"She called me yesterday, but she couldn't talk long," I answered. Which sucked.
"Oh," he said. "So, what do we talk about now?"
"I don't think we'll have to worry about that," I said when I noticed the bus turning into the Seaview High parking lot.
As we got off the bus, Oliver said "See you later, Lil."
"Bye," I called as I watched Oliver walk over to Jenna Martin AKA his girlfriend. Oh, did I forget to mention that he had a girlfriend. Yeah, he does. My life sucks.
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At lunch, I walked into the cafeteria, trying to figure out where to sit. I could sit with Oliver, but then I'd have to see him and Jenna together, and I didn't feel like subjecting myself to that today. So instead, I headed to the bathroom.
After I finished eating, I opened up my book bag and pulled out the book I was reading. But when I looked in my book bag, it seemed like something was missing. Then I realized what. My diary. My diary, the diary that I confessed my love for Oliver in, was missing in the school.
Yeah, remember when I said my life sucked? I obviously didn't know how sucky it could be.