Lilly tapped her finger up and down as Noel sat there thinking. " Okay, " he started " First I need to ask you a question. " Lilly sighed. " Does Miley have a sister, a twin sister maybe? " Lilly shook her head.
" Alright. I'm not exactly sure if it means trouble, but it could be. Last week I saw Miley and Oliver leaving the school. I was finishing up the play, and when I saw Miley and Oliver leaving the school I thought nothing of it. "
" What's so troubling about that? "
" Okay, than I heard this: ' Hello? ', in a country style voice, I was about to answer when the person looked around. It was Miley. " Lilly leaned forward and listened inventively.
" The only difference was the clothes and the way she talked. But I swear, it was like a clone of Miley. " Lilly leaned back.
" Are you sure it was Miley you saw with Oliver? "
" Yeah, she flipped her hair over her shoulder, I saw her face. It was Miley, and the girl going into the washroom was Miley. "
" Maybe Miley just ran back and went to the washroom. "
" No, It was different clothes, a country accent, and if it was Miley, why would she say ' hello?' ? " Lilly thought for a moment. " I'm only telling you this because I see this clone everywhere! I saw Miley-- or was it the clone?-- walk into the Drama, and then I saw the other Miley in her locker. "
" Wow. "
" I think maybe Miley had a clone... Or a secret twin she doesn't know about... The only reason I'm telling you this is because it could be dangeous... This other ' Miley ' might be getting the real Miley into trouble... Maybe spreading a rumor about her, or revealing an embarrasin secret." Lilly stared, confused, although she completely understood.
Now she didn't know Noel personaly, but what she did no about him was that he rarely told a lie. Everybody in the school knew that about him. And he spent most of his time writing... In math he got detention for not writing down notes, isntead he was writing something else. Noel wasn't exactly, ' cool ', or ' popular '. In fact, Lilly guessed he had no friend. Noel suggested Lilly tell Miley. Lilly nodded, she figured she should, but she wanted to figure this out, she thought that maybe Miley would think she was ' losing it ', that's what Lilly was thinking about Noel. But Lilly had no idea, how wrong she was. She spotted Miley with Oliver, and-- she squinted-- Jake. She sighed. Looks like it would have to wait till after school. Miley and Lilly's last class of each day were different. Today Miley had Gym, and Lilly had English. Miley looked at Jake. What was she going to say to him? Hadn't she cleared everything up in Drama? But Oliver insisted she talk to Jake. Miley sighed.
" Jake... How mad are you? " Jake looked at her.
" How mad am I about you and Oliver being together? I'm not mad, just upset. You kissed me! " Miley waved her finger in front of his face.
" Oh no, you kissed me. "
" I kissed you?! Okay I did, but you didn't push me away! "
Miley paused, Oliver rubbed his forehead.
" Yeah, well... that was then, and this is now. " Jake sighed.
" Fine. Go ahead and hate Jake-Ryan! He doesn't need you! Anyone would love to be my girlfriend! "
" Well, not this chick! Come on Oliver! " She started walking away Oliver ran up by her side.
" Hey Miley, whan I said you should talk to him, I didn't mean-- " Miley looked at him. " Never mind. " He quickly said.
Lilly headed off fo English class. She sighed. I see this clone everywhere! Lilly opened her locker and reached put away her English binder. A country accent... She slammed her locker shut and started heading for the exit of the school. ' Other Miley '... Lilly was about to push the door open when she paused. This ' other Miley ' might be getting the real Miley into trouble...
Lilly re-arranged Noel's words. This ' other Miley ' has a country accent, she might get Miley into trouble by revealing a secret. Lilly gasped. She turned around and started running, looking for Miley. This was urgent. VERRY URGENT!
" Luanne! "
Author's Note:
If you don't know who Luanna is, don't ask me, okay? Your going to find out in other chapters.
Pammple