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I'm staring at Miley's butt.
She's lying on my bed, watching the 'Peoples' Court'. I'm sitting up against the head board, staring at her butt.
I want to say something to her, but I'm not sure what to say, because I don't know her. I'm mean; I just met her an hour ago. I know nothing about her. She could be a serial killer, or she could rape little boys, for all I know. I don't say anything though.
Miley breaks the silence.
"So who's Oliver?" She asks.
"What?"
"Oliver, the guy your mom mentioned when we came in. Who is he?"
We walked the fifteen minute walk to my house in silence. When we got home, my mom nearly died. She was all excited that I brought home a friend other than Oliver for the first time ever. She was talking to Miley, while Miley called her dad, and she kept saying, "Usually the only friend Lilly brings home is Oliver."
Finally Miley's dad was on the phone and my mom had to talk to him, and we ran to my room.
"Oliver's my best friend, we've known each other since pre-school", I reply.
"Is he your boyfriend?"
I laugh. "No, he's not my boyfriend."
"Do you have a boyfriend?" she asks.
"Nope. Do you?"
"No", she says turning over and sitting up to face me.
My mom knocks on the door, asking if Miley is going to stay for dinner. Miley says she is, and that she and I were thinking maybe she could sleep over. I look at her, surprised to find out that we had discussed her sleeping over without me knowing it. My mom says it's okay if her dad says it's okay. She and Miley go downstairs to order a pizza and call Miley's dad again.
I follow them so I won't be alone.
Miley's on the phone with her dad, and my moms looking for the pizza menu. I'm sitting on the steps looking at Miley, listening to her talk to her dad. Actually she's whispering, and she keeps on saying "I'm not going to do that." over and over again. Finally she hangs up and tells my mom her dad said its okay for her to sleep over. Miley comes over and sits next to me.
We sit on the stairs until the pizza comes. We chat about school and stuff while we wait.
I learn that she's sixteen, and that she's in the tenth grade. I find out that she likes the color pink, and that she loves chocolate. I learn one more thing about her while I'm was sitting next to her on the stairs.
She smells like vanilla.