WOOT WOOT!! thanks everyone for the great reviews. I might just have DOS people reviewing my story i am very thankful for those two people! And of course there is a third person....anna....

Well beccathing, yes, I am going to make miley a whore. Because I personally think that would be funny as hell too. I was going to make Allie the whore (hence why she wore that red dress with the VERY high slit in it) buuuuuuuut, i kinda forgot that when I was writing chapter 3, sooo it's gonna be Miley. sorry anna.

this chappie should be pretty funny and pretty long. A few different POV's as well.

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MILEY'S POV

Okay, so there I was, turning around to go to the bathroom when I ran into a dude. So, I apologize- I didn't want to seem like an ass- and he says he's fine and that his name is 'Nick'.

That was all before I really got a look at him. 'Him' being Nick, the totally fiiiiine piece of ass infront of my lust-filled eyes. I want some of that. Oh, yes I do.

"Miley..." I said in a seductive voice, taking a step closer to him so that I was pressed up against him. Sooo, I might be a little forward right now, but hey! Who cares, I'm a senior, I will probably never see him again after tonight, after all, I have never seen him before at school, so we have to run in different loops. I know practically everyone.

By now, he was breathing heavily-- panting was a more correct term.

"I--uh--we--are you?--when---huuuh." he stuttered at first, and then kinda had a seizure-type-thing at the 'huuuh' part. Well, that was weird.

But he was still hot!

"Want to have a little fun?" I asked, I think he knew where I was going with this, and that was why he was shaking his head so fast, I was afraid it was going to fly off and hit someone. (the mental image for that last sentence is actually pretty funny if you think about it)

I giggled and grabbed his hand. I lead him out of the gymnasium, the amount of people we were passing were getting smaller and smaller until I stopped in an abandoned hallway out back and looked around for my favorite storage closet that I usually used for times like this....

A-ha! There it is, labeled 'Storage Closet'. But underneathe that, was a note i had written in sharpie last year. It read:

WARNING: Miley's Storage Closet! I don't want no one else's body germs in here! So go find your own!

Ooooh, yeah.

I yanked on Nick's hand, and puled him into the closet, locking the door behind him...

I think you know when went on from there....

NICK'S POV

Sweet Baby Jesus.

I can't belive I am doing this! Mommy would be so ashamed of me if she knew what I was doing right now!

EW!!!! I don't think thinking of my mother just then was the right thing to do while partaking in this specific acivity. EEW! Oh, God!

Okay, just think about the beautiful-- very skilled; very naked-- woman infront of you, who you haven't even known for ten minutes.

Ahhhh, sweet bliss.

"Oh, Miley!!!" I screamed, suddenly. Oh, jeez, how embarassing! Miley giggled, and then started doing things that would make a porn star blush.

I repeat, Sweet Baby Jesus.

ALLIE'S POV

Ew. Okay.....

So Miley is apparently having sex. Not what I was expecting at the moment.

I heard her giggles from the room, and then some very loud moans from the guy who just screamed her name.

And, now I'm turning. Turning to leave to get the noises away. The moans are getting louder.

Now, I'm power walking. Power walking to safety. Now, Miley is moaning, and quite loud too.

Now, I'm running!! Running to free my bleeding ears!! Running for my life! Running for a trashcan!!

Aaaah, it's the promised land! Also known as...The parking lot.

Well, I guess I will just have to wait until Miley's done with her little....uh....session.

Ten minutes, three Nirvana songs, and two Michael Jackson singles later, Miley came out with her dress twisted and her hair looking like a bird's nest.

"Where the hell have you been!" I yelled, "Wiat, nevermind, that was stupid. I know where-- no, what you were doing. Jeez, Miles, can you get any louder!" I was infront of her now, so i grabbed her hand, and began making our way to the car.

"Well, no one ever asked you to listen." she retorted, sticking her tongue out at me. Imature.

"I was jsut looking for you, and...well, I'm guessing you know howI found you." I giggled, and she did too.

"Yeah. Oh, Allie!" she squealed We had just gotten in the car, and she was now jumping up and down in her seat. I was driving since she was drunk on a sex high.

"What?" I asked.

"He. was. Aaaaaaah-mazing!" Okay, so maybe she wasn't just drunk off of sex. Maybe Mr. Jack Daniels helped a little bit, too.

"That's nice, Miley." I said, quickly getting tired of her drunken state. A drunk Miley is an annoying Miley. Sigh.

"Oooooh, don't be such a rotten marshmellow, ya big titty!" She laughed and punched me in the shoulder, causing me to swerve a bit and get a few honks. I just flipped them the bird.

"ooooooh!!! I'm a-gonna tell on youuuu! Your momma ain't gonna be to happy when she finds out what you just done did!" she said in a hill billy voice. I just sighed, and prepared myself for the longest five minute car ride of my life.

When I reached her house, Miley was passed out. Great, what was I supposed to do now!?

Suddenly, her front door opened, and her brother, Trace, was running to my side.

"ARGH! Mom is going to kill her! That's only if I don't do it first." I laughed. Trace was always funny. he picked her up and carried her inside after saying goodbye to me.

I drove home thinking about tonight.

First, I see Noah. I sighed. Why couldn't he be a gentleman? Like Edward was with Isabella?

Second, I find Miley having very loud sex. Which, now that I think about it, makes me feel very lonely. Because, while everybody is still at prom, I am all alone. Everybody had someone tonight but me.

The nerdy people who spent all their time studying all had eachother, they always stuck together. The whores all had eachother, becuase, well....who else would they do the nasty with all the time? The jocks and the chearleaders all had eachother. and Me? I had no one! I wasn't anyone. I was just me. Just Allie.

Sure, I've had lots of boyfriends, but they never lasted more than a week. I wouldn't call myself a whore, I don't sleep with any of them. I'm still in line to get my V-card stamped, but... I want a boyfriend. I want a permanent one. One that will be with me forever and love me for me.

So tonight, I promise myself, that I, Allison (Allie) Nicole Hamilton, will find him by the end of this month. I will find where I fit in, and I will do whatever it takes.

Sorry guys for not the best chapter! but I SWEAR the next will be better! it will be funny and good!!!!!

LOve you and I hope you will comew back next for.... Cray times; crazy friends!!!!!!!!!

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