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Here's chapter 2. I'm really excited to start on Chapter 3 though. ;)

Sunday

Oliver slowly came to as his eyes twitched. There was light that started to shine throught his eyelids. His first thought was whether he died. He brushed that thought out of his head when he realized that he was just at a sleepover with Miley and Lilly. He froze. Better to check. His eyes twitched again. There was some sort of disturbance irritating his eyes. As he cracked open one eye, he was almost poked by a wave of hair. Very nice smelling hair, might he had. He was wondering when his hair had grown so long, as he went to pick it up. He froze again, realizing that his arms were somehow wrapped around something.. Or somebody. He also started to realize that there was something on his chest. He looked down slowly, and realized that somehow, during their slumber, Miley had curled around him, and rested her head on his chest. Her hair stuck up at the back a little, tickling his face. Oliver tilted his head down, craning his neck, and saw how innocent she looked when she slept. She was clutching Beary Bear to herself and with the other hand, she had one arm draped over him. Oliver also noticed how their legs were tangled up, and he immediately grew warm. He untangled himself gently and stood up. On the other side of Miley was Lilly, who was, as she quoted, breathing heavily. That girl could snore loudly. Oliver rolled his eyes. He glanced at the clock. 10:00. Time to wake them up. He strided over to the piano, and attempted to play. If that didn't work, who knew what would?

"Sweet niblets!" Miley exclaimed as she sat up. Her eyes were still half-closed as she whirled around. Her eyes grew bigger as she pointed at Oliver. "You."

"What are you doing? Waking the dead?" Lilly groaned, then being sleep deprived, chuckled at her own joke.

Oliver did a little bow. "Thank you, Malibu!"

Robbie Ray came down. Just in time. Lilly and Miley were advancing on Oliver with pillows. "What in tarnation is going on here?"

"He's trying to kill us," Miley said, pointing at Oliver, using her best puppy-dog face. Lilly glared.

"Do you want to make a trip to Jackson's closet?" Oliver paled.

"No-not really," he stammered. Lilly rolled her eyes, and plonked back down on the sleeping bag.

"Then, I suggest you shut it," she muttered as she slammed her face into the pillow. Miley however didn't relent, and hit him with her pillow anyways.

"Donut." Oliver knew he saw a trace of a smile as she turned away. She pushed Lilly's shoulder to get her to wake up.

"Noooo... Miley, 5 more minutes!" Oliver laughed as he joined Miley in her task of waking Lilly up.

"Come on Truscott, wake up now." Oliver knew that would get her riled up. She hated the use of her last name. Lilly sat up and grabbed the front of shirt. He squeaked. He could've sworn he saw Miley glare.

"What?" Lilly looked dangerous.

"I said.. 'time to wake up now'? And hey, watch the chest hair. I thought only Miley did that." Lilly stared at him.

"Well, if you only want Miley to do it, I've got no problem," she said releasing him. Miley and Oliver turned almost identical shades of red. They refused to look at each other for a while. Lilly shrugged and skipped to the bathroom, wide awake and formulating a plan in her head. She knew that they liked each other, and she was going to prove it.

And once again, Oliver and Miley were stuck in another awkward silence. Oliver cleared his throat.

"So, Miles, how'd you sleep?" She looked at him strangely but answered.

"Fine, it was surprisingly the best sleep I've had in a long time." She poked the blankets. "Are these new?" Oliver silently congratulated himself on his wonderful job of being the reason why.

"I had a pretty good sleep too." She nodded and then yawned. Oliver died again.

"I think I'm gonna go brush my teeth."

"Yeah, me too."

"Okay, you can use the guest bathroom, 'cause I'm pretty sure that Lilly is still doing.. stuff in mine." The walked up the stairs, somehow managing to fit side by side. Oliver allowed her to move in front of him, but that gave him both an advantage and a disadvantage. He had to continually keep on averting his eyes. Stupid human body. He immediately ducked into the guest bathroom, breathing heavily. Miley shrugged and entered her bathroom.

"Hey Lilly." Miley grabbed her toothbrush and toothpaste. She felt Lilly's eyes on her. She turned to her. "What?" She asked through toothpaste.

"Oh nothing, just that you are so head over heels for Oliver," Lilly stated calmly. Miley spat out the toothpaste and dropped her toothbrush.

"What? Hyper friend say what?"

"You. Oliver. Like."

"What? Psh. Psh.. No! I mean, he's cute... Oh no. Did I just say he was cute?" Miley's jaw dropped. She grabbed Lilly by the shoulders. "I do like him!"

"I know." Miley's eyes grew bigger.

"Why didn't you tell me?!" Lilly shrugged.

"Well, I thought you knew! So did other people!"

"What?! Other people know? Who? Does Oliver know?"

"Oliver? Please. That boy is just.." Lilly shook her head. "Well, let's see. I think Amber and Ashley know. I know Jackson knows." Lilly rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "I think there's a couple other unimportant people." Miley looked scared.

"What am I going to do?" Lilly shrugged.

"I don't know. You'll figure it out." With that, Lilly skipped out of the washroom, and came face to face with Oliver, who was just coming out of the guest bathroom.

"Hey Lilly."

"Oliver. Guess what?" Oliver shrugged. "I know who you like." He frowned.

"I don't like anybody."

"Don't make me hit you," she said seriously.

"What? Fine! I like," he lowered his voice. "Miley."

"You do?"

"You said you knew!"

"Just messing with you. Okay, I have a plan to get you your dream girl." He eyed her suspiciously.

"What do you want?" She widened her eyes at him.

"What makes you think I want anything? No, no. I just want to see you and Miley happy," she said sincerely. Oliver looked even more surprised. "Okay, so," she said beckoning him closer. "You know how you're gonna be 'teaching' her how to skateboard?" He nodded. "Well, she's probably gonna fall, so you'll need to steady her, in whatever way possible." Oliver didn't know whether to be slightly disgusted or happy.

"Okay.."

"Oh please. All guys want that. Now, you'll be teaching her, she'll learn something, and you'll probably have your first steady girlfriend." She smiled widely at him.

"Fine. But, I can't think right now. I need to get something to eat. I haven't eaten for 6 hours."

"Me too."

"Where's Miley? Since it's already almost 12, I was thinking maybe we could hit Rico's."

"Oh, just you and Miley, I see. Okay, I'll just go." Lilly smiled again and dashed off. Before Oliver could say anything, he heard her saying 'bye' to Mr. Stewart. He sighed and leaned against the wall, just as the door opened.

"Hey Oliver. Where's Lilly?"

"She left."

"Okay... Why?" Oliver shrugged.

"I don't know. I think she had something to do. Hey, wanna get something to eat at Rico's?"

"Sure."

They spent the day talking about their upcoming 'skateboarding' sessions. Both seemed equally excited, eager to start. They enjoyed each other's company, making fun of Jackson and Rico in one go. The upcoming duty of teaching Miley how to skateboard was looming over Oliver and he felt a nervousness in his stomach. It wasn't that he was scared of embarassing himself, but more of the fact that he wanted to impress Miley. Miley had a similar problem. She wanted to impress Oliver, but she also didn't want to embarass herself. Ah, life during March Break sure is sweet.

Aha. Done! I rushed, that ending, apologies, but you guys will just have to wait until tomorrow to see the first skateboarding lesson. Ciao.