Aww.. aww… only two reviews for last chaptern :( Oh well, HUGE thanks to iheartdisney128 and MarauderNicki!!! iheartdisney128- all of your happy faces makes me happy :D :D :D. Oh yeah, you're stories are GREAT!! Everyone, if you haven't yet, take a look at her stories! Oh and GREAT videos! I didn't know that you were also musiccrazy128! I'm a HUGEEE FAN!!! Lol, I sounded a bit like Lilly. Okay anybutt. MarauderNicki, thank you for your kind reviews- they make me smile! Oh yeah, and Paramore is the BEST! Yeah-yuh! Anyway, here's chapter SIX!!! WOOHOO! Oh yeah. I'm doing my BESTEST to keep the characters in character! It's a bit hard though… you know, to make a story your own but try to keep Disney's characters real. But I hope I'm getting better! And I'm sure all of you know that I don't own Hannah Montana… because if I did, you would see MOLIVER and LACKSON!!! And new CHARACTERS that are actually kept!!! Anyway, just read the story.

Friday, January 27th

Miley's house, Miley's room, (AGAIN!!!), 6:40 AM

Yes Journal, I know what you're thinking. Instead of sleeping in (till 7), I wake up at 6 to be a peace maker and designer.

Well, not EXACTLY designer, more like outfit helper picker outer.

But anyway. I AM SO FREAKING EXICTED ABOUT THE DATE TONIGHT!

I'm SO pumped. I actually woke up this morning at 5:55 so I could take an extra long shower and shave an extra long time and take the time to do my hair.

My hair is ALWAYS sexy, thank you very much Journal, but I have to be THE beast tonight. Smokin Oken is back and SO not chokin. OHHHH YEAH!!!

Miley is having a huge controversy (yes Journal, I DID use the word controversy!! Aren't you happy?!) over what top to wear. She's thinking about an egg shell blue tee shirt with a silver peacock on it (but Lilly said it looks like an amateur shirt ) but also likes the lime green and navy something or another.

Lilly on the other hand is totally excited about her outfit.

She's wearing this blue-green cami thing (whatever that is) that has lace around the top and at the bottom. She's wearing this little white jackety thingy over it zipped halfway up, and has on a pair of white Bermuda shorts and white greenish blue flip flops. Her hair is down and straight. I'm surprised she's wearing that. Probably trying to impress Nate, no doubt.

I dressed up a bit. I'm wearing a black polo with this red and white design thingy on the left side of the chest with red and white long sleeved tee shirt underneath and a pair of jeans and my black and red Nikes.

Yup. So that's my life so far.

Anyway. Miley's decided on a hot pink something or another with a navy blue something or another over it. She's wearing… a pair of jimmy jeans or whatever they're called. DUH. Sorry, they're called skinny jeans! I TOTALLY KNEW THAT JOURNAL!!!

No, dude. Really. I knew they were called skinny jeans! Fine, don't believe me. I'M NOT YOU'RE FRIEND ANYMORE.

I'm so sorry Journal! Please forgive me?

Anyway, I'm listening to my iPod and it's on shuffle. Guess what song came up?

Just the Girl I'm Looking For. Perfect, eh?

It's my song for Miley. Here, take a look at the lyrics.

She's cold and she's cruel

But she knows what she's doin'

She pushed me in the pool

At our last school reunion

She laughs at my dreams

But I dream about her laughter

Strange as it seems

She's the one I'm after

[Chorus:

Cause she's bittersweet

She knocks me off of my feet

And I can't help myself

I don't want anyone else

She's a mystery

She's too much for me

But I keep comin' back for more

She's just the girl I'm lookin' for

She can't keep a secret

For more than an hour

She runs on 100 proof attitude power

And the more she ignores me

The more I adore her

What can I do?

I'd do anything for her

Cause she's bittersweet

She knocks me off of my feet

And I can't help myself

I don't want anyone else

She's a mystery

She's too much for me

But I keep comin' back for more

She's just the girl I'm lookin' for

The way she sees it's me

On her caller ID

She won't pick up the phone

She'd rather be alone

But I can't give up just yet

Cause every word she's ever said

Is still ringin' in my head

Still ringin' in my head

She's cold and she's cruel

But she knows what she's doin'

Knows just what to say

So my whole day is ruined

Yeah. So it goes through the refrain like two more times and then it has some like oh yeahs and stuff or whatever. She really isn't THAT bad but eh. She pushes me and grabs the front of my shirt enough. But at least I have more chest hair now:) If that made ANY sense to you at all, Journal.

Journal, let me set things straight with you. I still love Miley a TON. And despite what I may have said last night, I am still kinda bummed that she's going with Jake. I'm just trying to… you know, forget about her.

No, that sounded totally rude and crude and mean and creamed. Creamed you may be thinking? Shut up. It's the only thing I could think of that rhymes with mean… well, there's lean… cream… beam… seem… teem… beam... wait I said that already, didn't I? Yeah. I did.

Oh well, who else is gonna read this but no one? Anyway.

UGH, JOURNAL! What should a guy do if he's in like deeply in love with one girl but then another one pops up and you start liking her… UGH!!!

I mean, sure, I've only known Ashleen for a day… but she's just so nice! Please help me!!!

I got it. I'll send an email to Hannah, aka Miley.

"Hey Miley? Lilly?" I say as do their hair and makeup. Miley, who is currently applying eyeliner says, "What Oliver?" "Can I go downstairs and use your computer?" "Sure." Lilly answers for her as she applies mascara. If you ask me, the sight is pretty funny.

Both girls are leaning in towards the once person mirror and both of their mouths are open like a fish's gaping 'gurgle gurgle, glub, glub, bubble, bubble' mouth. Wow. Okay… I'm gonna go write that email now.

Miley's room, Miley's floor

Like… 10 minutes later

Mhhm, mmh. Popcorn for breakfast is almost better than brownies for dinner. Almost.

Anyway. I sent 'Hannah' an email. It said this:

Dear Hannah,

I need some girl advice. I've been in love with this girl for ages but I just realized it a few days ago. But yesterday, a new girl showed up to school. She's really, really pretty and really nice but she still doesn't compare to my best friend. Did I mention this girl is my best friend? Oh yeah, this girl that I'm in love with is also in love with a different guy. Anyway, I don't know if I should try to forget about the girl or if I should move on. Please respond as soon as you can!

So in Love with Two. But really in love with one. But you smell what I'm steppin in.

I really hope she responds soon. And even more than that, I hope she doesn't figure out who it's from. I didn't sign it which will make her somewhat clueless as to who it is but… I know for sure Miley won't guess. Heck, she doesn't know I've ever even liked her! But Lilly on the other hand…

Lilly's known about me liking Miley from day one… it went something like this.

It was five years ago, and I was eleven and Lilly was ten, but her birthday was in three weeks.

Lilly and I had been best friends since we were four, and we were still as close as always.

Kids always made fun of Lilly and me because they thought we liked each other. Which, at one point, was very true but no one knew that.

I remember one day at preschool, Lilly held my hand for about thirty seconds. I knew then that Lilly was an amazing girl, so I handed her my 64 box of crayons. That's when it all started.

We've been friends ever since.

Anyway, Lilly and I were playing outside at the beach. It was a beautiful day, and we were making a huge sand castle.

Suddenly, we heard someone walking towards us. I turned around on my heels, my hands covered with sand, shielded my eyes, and saw a girl with brown curly hair and a boy with dirty blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. The girl had blue eyes too, so I realized that they must be related.

"Howdy!" The boy said. "My name's Jackson! We just moved here from Tennessee. Ya like my hat? It's new!" He said. His voice was dripping with a southern accent and the girl just stood there with her arms crossed.

She was wearing a blue tank top and jean shorts and no shoes.

"Hi," The girl said, "My name's Miley!" Lilly smiled at her warmly. "Hey! I do like you're belt, Jackson! Oh, where are my manners?" She asked, more to herself than them, "My name's Lilly Truscott. As in the flower lily!" Miley giggled. Lilly stood up and brushed the sand off her hand on the back of her shorts. "I just moved here!" Miley exclaimed happily. "We moved for Han…" Jackson started, "For our daddy's new job." Miley completed, sending him an annoyed glance. "What about your mom?" I spoke up.

I hadn't spoken in all the time I'd seen Miley. She was… beautiful. I wasn't a total donut head to not to be able to figure THAT one out.

"Oh," She laughed, "She's just a normal ol' stay at home mom. Jackson and I used to be homeschooled but now that we're in Malibu, we're going to the public school!" She grinned. "Oh my gosh, really?! Me and Oliver go there too!" Lilly squealed. "That's cool," Jackson says, "Oooh, look a babe! See ya later Miles! Lilly… Oliver." Jackson said politely and then excused himself and ran after the skinny blonde bimbo.

"Aren't your feet hot?" I asked Miley, nodding towards her bare feet. "Ah, no. I'm totally used to it. When I lived in Tennessee, I would always run around barefoot. The hot sand doesn't mind me at all!" She also had a thick southern accent, but not as heavy as her brothers. "So…" I say. "Do you wanna help us with our sand castle?" Lilly invites. "Sure! I'd love to!" "Okay!" I said eagerly as I looked up into those big, round blue eyes.

Lilly looked at me, smirked, looked back down and continued to work on the sandcastle. Little did I know that I was falling in love with the new girl more and more each second…

Crap, crap, donkey's back. I gotta go. I'll write more later.

Friday, January 27th

1:20, 10 minutes before Gym, Locker Room

Since I had a dentist appointment, I got to miss two classes. I got back fifteen minutes before gym starts.

I'm already in the locker rooms, sitting on a bench and writing on you… with the pink, sparkly pen Miley lent me. It was the only one she had on her at the moment.

This pen is taking away an ounce a second from my manliness. I feel like doodling hearts all over your cover. But I won't do that. That would be like flushing you down the toilet. That gave me some ideas… anywho.

Today has been a bore. I got to talk to Ashleen a little bit and I never really realized how TALL that girl is. I'm like 6'1 and she's almost taller than me.

Yeah, I may have used to be a small, scraggly kid, but now I'm not. I've grown up to be a tall, muscular chick magnet. Yay me!!!

Or maybe more of a chick than a magnet for them…

Anyway.

I love her so much, Journal. What should I do?

Crapity crap. Guys are getting here. Things are mayhem.

They're all talking about the hot girls and I've heard the name 'Ashleen', 'Miley', 'Rebecca', 'Lilly', 'Amber', and 'Ashley' several times already. Gotta put you away before I get killed.

My room, my bed, 12:30 AM

THE DATE WAS FABULOUS… I want fab-u-lous that is my simple request… all things fab-u-lous bigger and better and best… and by bigger and better and best… I mean Ashleen's boobs.

Kidding!

No, Journal. Seriously, I'm joking!

Anyway, she looked gorgeous. Drop dead sexy… with her brown, curly hair… her shiny silvery blue eyes… and yes, I'm talking about Miley. I love her so much.

Ashleen is more a friend figure, I've found out. She's a bit… blondish in the brainal area if you know what I'm sayin.

But Miley… wow. I mean, I love her even more than I thought. I love her. More than ever thought was even possible for a sixteen year old teenage guy.

Look, Journal, it's 12:45 in the morning, and I'm really tired out from all the bowling and eating. I'm gonna go. I'll write back as soon as possible. Love ya girl friend!

Wow… that sounded incredibly gay. I seriously need to get some guy friends. Night.

PS: Journal, I'm sorry I called you a girl. You're not a girl. Or my girlfriend. That would be a bit… sad.

And that's my life so far! No, just kidding, that's the end of chapter SIX!!! Hurrah! I really hope I get more reviews than last time. I'm not trying to be rude for asking for reviews, but I really need to know if people like my story. Love ya girl friends.. boyfriends… what ever yall are :P Peace out. Oh yeah, the song doesn't belong to me- it belongs to The Click Five :D