Chapter 7

Oliver walked to the little shack Rico liked to call his "Magnificent Money Maker" and ordered two hot dogs.

"So," said Jackson, "are you going to tell my little annoying brat of a sister you like her or not?"

"You have such a fine way of putting it," Oliver said sarcastically, "I was thinking about it. I just don't know how to go about it."

"Well you better figure out how to go about it quick cause it sure looks like another guy has taken a liking to her," Jackson said. Oliver turned around to find Miley walking with the boy she had just met on the beach and felt a strange yet familiar sinking feeling come over him.

"You still want two hot dogs or should I narrow it down to one?"

"Jackson," Oliver said, "you're a guy." Jackson nodded slowly, not sure where Oliver was going with this.

"So you know that when the girl a guy likes starts going for another guy, That's the time when a guy needs two hot dogs the most." Jackson nodded in agreement and handed Oliver the two hot dogs which Oliver wolfed down in a matter of seconds.

"Sorry man," Jackson said, noticing Oliver's defeat, "Sorry it didn't work out this time."

"This time?" Oliver said, "You know how many times there have been?"

"Chill man. I know it's been a lot, but one of these times it'll work. Just don't give up, okay?"

"Yeah, okay. Sure," Oliver muttered. He caught a glimpse of a bowl of ice cream with whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and sprinkles already on there and ready to be eaten and found that it was to great of a temptation to pass up in his gloomy stage. He snatched the bowl, grabbed a spoon, found out it was Jackson's, didn't care, and started eating.

"I hate dirty blondes," He muttered as he saw Miley giggling with one as she walked down the beach.

"And I hate it when people steal my ice cream," Jackson said after trying but failing to snatch back his sundae, "I get enough of that at home. I never thought I would have to deal with it a t work."

"Then again, you already have a girl," Oliver shot back. Jackson smiled.

"Yeah, I do. I thought it would turn out real bad when Miley found out I was going out with her best friend, but it turned out okay!"

"Yeah, huh, great." Oliver muttered as he stuffed his face with whip cream and chocolate sauce.

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