A/N: Here's a nice quick update, and a longer chapter to thank everyone for reviewing! And bearing with my slow updates :D Seriously guys I love everyone who reviews, so this chapter is dedicated to: Farah A (who always reviews all my stories, and chapters! 3), Everhart13hermione032192, Shadyskills, Shawn-n-Bell, oh one, LuckyStar25, clipzinha, Hads337, angelrock, hpfreak2008, and lastly imaginexanything (I'm really happy my story is able to make you feel better, you don't know how great an author feels when they hear things like that )
It's after school, and I'm sitting in one of the chairs in the PAC (Performing Arts Center) waiting for play rehearsals to start. I got about another 15 minutes to wait. "Hey Lilly," Jenny smiles sitting next to me.
"Hey Jenny," her jet-black hair was shining underneath the lights.
"I got the job, now I can work with you," as she smiles, I notice she has perfect teeth.
A few cast members walk in, chatting about last night's new episode of some MTV show, "Great!" I exclaim, "Finally I can work with someone I like," I blush immediately after, realizing that what I said could have a double meaning in some sort of way.
"It's my first job, so you're going to have to teach me everything," I think she just smiled seductively at me. Thank you for sending her to me, I silently pray.
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"Mom?" I'm sure my voice was heard all the way to Africa. I hear no response, and I shrug, assuming she's not home.
I walk up the stairs of my dark empty house, and cover my mouth to stifle a yawn. Today was interesting, I think Jenny kept flirting with me, and just thinking about it now makes my stomach flip.
But this moment of happiness quickly washes away when thoughts of Miley enter. I loved her... still do, even though I wish I didn't. I really wish I could forget everything about her. Her smile, her laugh, her kisses… I open my door, and lay down on my bed.
I close my eyes, trying to forget about everything.
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It's the morning, and I'm driving to school. Alone. I haven't talked to Oliver since that day, or to Miley since our anger session. I twist the knob to speed up my windshield wipers; the rain was coming down hard. I approach a stop sign in my neighborhood, and notice to the right a girl standing in the rain, shivering with no umbrella. It takes me a few seconds to realize it's Jenny.
I roll down the passenger's window, "Jenny?" I ask just to make sure.
Her head whips around, and I see a smile creep across her face when she sees it's me. "Hey," she says as she climbs into my car, "cool 'stang."
"Thanks," I laugh, "It's a '66."
"Sweet, this car makes us automatically cool… well you, automatically cool," she laughs at her correction.
"Well you're in it now, so you can be cool too," she is too adorable, her hazel green eyes shine against the muggy morning.
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Somehow Jenny and me made it inside the school without really getting wet. She's still laughing from the sight we made running though, and I am too; my stomach beginning to hurt from the short breathes of laughter.
I hold my stomach and look up. Oliver, Miley kissing. Instantly I'm not breathing anymore, and my heart pounds at the very edge of my chest. "Lilly, you okay?" Jenny asks me gently rubbing one of my shoulders.
Breathe in, "Yeah," breathe out, "fine," I gain stability again and begin walking.
"I'll see you after school?" she sounds hopeful.
I nod, and walk away quickly. Why did Miley have to ruin everything?
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"Today this girl put her head down, I thought she was just tired, but it ends up she was crying. I felt really bad. I wanted to comfort her, but she doesn't know me, and I don't know her. So it would just be awkward," Jenny's talking but I'm only really paying attention to how her lips move. It's like there's some sort of pattern to it.
"Who?" I ask only to let Jenny know I'm half here.
"Her name is something weird, Miley, I think," my ears and body perked up at the moment I heard her name, oh man. She was crying? My poor Miley… well not mine.
"Really?" I ask, knowing she'll just say 'yeah,' but I had to say it anyway.
"Yeah, it was like her second day back, she was absent for a while… I hope everything's okay with her," Jenny really is a caring person.
I can't believe Miley was crying, this must mean she still loves me! "Some guy, Oliver, I think broke up with her," Jenny continues.
Okay, well I had hope for a second.
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Bzzzt bzzzzt my cell phone vibrates in my pocket. I want to look at it, but my manager Jean is looking directly at me. I continue restocking the chocolate bars, and Jean walks over to me, "I'm getting some coffee, I'll be right back."
Starbucks is right across from us in the mall, so she'll be gone for about 3 minutes. I pull my cell phone out; it's a text message from Oliver. Hey, can u pick me up 2mrw? Is he fucking kidding me? Well at least I know Jenny was right, she probably was crying about Oliver breaking up with her.
"Lilly? Where I can I find more of the thirty-six piece boxes?" Jenny asks crossing over to me.
"Uhm," I begin to think, "over there," I point to the left corner of the store.
She walks over to it, and I follow behind her. She crouches down to open the cabinet, and I purposely reach over her, so I could be close to her. She looks up right into my eyes, I try to not look at her, and reach for the box, but by that I move closer to her. Her face is red, my face is red, "Here," I say quickly shoving a thirty-six piece box of chocolate into her hands, and walk back to restocking chocolate bars.
"Thanks," she whispers, probably overwhelmed with the close proximity we were just in.
I look out the front of our store, and see Jean heading back, but Miley looking right at me as well, but she quickly shuffles off.