"Wow guys, I didn't know you could sing!" "Good job!" "Where'd ya hear that song?" This is what everyone kept asking Lilly and Oliver as they exited music room. The two were overwhelmed, make that one. Oliver was milking in this temporary fame for all he could get.

"Yeah, well. I've always been passionate about singing. It was my guilty pleasure." He 'admitted' to some girls that were lingering on his every word, for once.

Lilly rolled her eyes, and almost ran into Miley.

"So, I hear I've been replaced." Miley said, looking away, pretending to be traumatically upset. Lilly looked at her quizzically, so she said, "That song. Everyone's talking about it!" Miley said. Lilly went over the lyrics in her head, and when she reached the part where it goes 'He's my best friend, Best of all best friends' she realized what Miley was talking about.

"Oh, well that was just in the song." Miley ignored it, and continued ranting.

"Humph, and to think I was going to invite you to Ashley Tisdale's surprise birthday party this Friday." Miley said, pretending to leave her home from the celebrity party of the year.

Lilly forgot all about Miley's anger and said, "Ooh, Ashley Tisdale! I love her!" She miraculously managed to keep her voice hushed.

"But, you probably already have plans with your 'Best of all best friends', so I'll find someone else to go. Jake'll be there. I can hang with him." Miley said, still continuing her charade.

Lilly looked over and said, trying to keep her voice from sounding jealous, "Oh please! Mr. Musical-passion over there probably already has plans." Miley looked over to where Oliver was bragging to the now unimpressed girls.

"Please! Oliver, passionate about music! That's like Uncle Earl being passionate about dieting!" Miley scoffed.

"Yeah, well. So what should we wear to the party? I was thinking purple." Lilly started and Miley groaned at her best friend's obsession with strange hair-colors.

"No way!" Miley shouted when her dad told where they'd be going in July. It was May 3rd, and Jake was shooting a part for zombie high in Florida. Miley and Lilly had been spending more time together, and Oliver and Lilly had been edgy with eachother. Luckily, her dad said that they could both come on the trip. She would NOT go through picking between them again. But we're getting off topic. "I can't believe we'll be spending a MONTH in New York! I've gotta go call Lilly and Oliver!"

Miley sprinted up the stairs and into her room.

"Guess what!" Miley shouted into the receiver as soon as her friends picked up.

"What? That I now need a haring aid?" Oliver asked sarcastically.

"No. My dad's taking us to New York in July!" Miley said excitedly. Right before she and Lilly's high pitched squeal, Oliver said, "Here goes my other ear."

"EEEEEPPPPPP!"

"So we both can go?" Oliver asked after he regained hearing.

"Uh-huh!" Miley restrained from another squeal, barely.

"That is so cool!" Lilly said.

"Yeah. But we're only going cuz that's where Candace wants to get wedding supplies." Miley said her name in a way that would scar a pro-wrestler. She had told Lilly, Oliver, Jackson, and Jake about her wish on a star. They, surprisingly, believed her.

"I can't believe your dad could be s gullible." Lilly said.

"Is Jake going?" Oliver asked, changing the uncomfortable subject.

"I haven't asked him yet. If he does, he'll have t pay on his own." Miley explained. Truthfully, she didn't expect him to come. He'd been doing so much work lately; she wasn't surprised that he'd never been able to get back to regular school. She sighed, and Lilly understood.

"It's ok Miles. There's gotta be a good reason that he's been working so hard."

"Yeah." Miley solemnly agreed. "Well, I should let you guys go ask your parents. Call me back." They hung up, and Miley went outside to look at her star.

Lilly knew that people were confused with her suddenly being so rude to Oliver. But, you'd be mad too if the first guy you kissed didn't even seem to care. She wasn't sure if she should be excited or upset that Oliver got invited too.

Down side:

New girls for him to flirt with.

More fights.

Won't be able to get over him.

Up side:

More Oliver.

Chance at another accidental kiss.

Maybe talking about it.

They evened out. Now she really didn't know how to feel. She crumpled up the list and threw it away. Then, when she realized that someone might dig through it, she took it out, crumpled it up, and threw it back.

She was extremely confused. And that's not something she likes being. Than, her phone started playing Best Friend, which was her new ringtone for Oliver.

"Hello?"

"Hey Lils, you wanna go surfing?"

"Sure!" She slapped herself for sounding too eager. "I mean, totally!" She changed her tone that of which she uses around 'the guys'. He seemed t breathe a sigh of relief at that.

"Oh, guess what! I can go New York!" He said excitedly.

"Great! Me too!" She matched his tone. "Well, I'll see ya in a few!" She hung up and picked out her best swimsuit.

He didn't know why, but Oliver had started to wonder if Lilly would like the suit he picked out. 'Whatever.' he thought fearfully. For some reason, ever since that kiss a few months ago, he'd been having random thoughts like that alot. It was starting to weird him out. He hadn't kissed many girls, though the guys didn't know that little detail, and that was first time he'd ever felt anything like that.

'I bet she'll like the abs.' the annoying little voice in the back of his head said. It was the bringer of the crazy thoughts. Like this new one!

Oliver rolled his eyes, and finished his hair. Which caused him to think, 'Why was I fixing it in the first place?' He shrugged it off, and headed out, shouting to his mom where he was headed.

When he got there, he saw Lilly and doubled back. She looked kinda... HOT. He rubbed his eyes. Luckily, he was far enough away for her not to notice. He pulled off his shirt and threw it with her cover up, before grabbing a board and challenging Lilly to a surf-off.

"Ok, but are you sure you have a butt-whooping served to you by a girl?" Lilly asked tauntingly back.

"Hey, I just lost some footing last time!" Oliver defended.

"Sure." She rolled her eyes.

"Bring it, Lillian." He used her full name, causing her scoff.

"It's on, Triple O." She said, throwing his dumb middle school nick-name into it. He blushed at his stupid name for himself. And what was worse; he'd saved the tape from that. And she knew it.

"Let's catch some waves." He said, running to the ocean. She followed, still adjusting to his newly-formed muscles.

My volleyball team sucks. Sorry, but randomness is kinda my thing. But it's also the reason that it takes me forever to update! And sorry to those of you that read Family Secrets. I just can't think of a way to start it. We have an idea for the chapter, but n beginning. But I'm getting there!

-Wendy :)(: