Miley's POV
"High School Musical, Let's Celebrate were we come from, High School Musical!" Oliver Sang Mockingly for the 464,565,856,463,456th time. "Shut up already!" Lilly Trusscot screamed out and hit Oliver's arm for the 464,565,856,463,456th time! We were sitting in Jackson's car after watching High School Musical 3, which was really good by the way, but Oliver apparently didn't think so! "Please don't SCREAM!" he shouted at Lilly and I had to stifle my laughter at the look on her face. They were fighting again, constant bickering, they never stopped! You could mistake them for an old couple, Oliver could be called Jonathan and Lilly Marianne and they could live at an old house torturing all the elders over there with there constant, random, and stupid fights! Lilly was about to respond but I quickly intervened "We're here!", I heard Jackson mutter "Finally" under his breath and got out of the car, heading for the front door trying to escape the old couple, and wanting to get myself some food before Oliver ate it all, I mean seriously were does he store it all! Oliver flew past me and opened the fridge stuffing his face with everything and anything, "Too late," I muttered under my breath "What did you say?" Lilly asked me, "Nothing, Marianne, Uh I mean Mary, no, no sorry I meant Lilly." Lilly gave me an odd look as though fearing for my sanity but I just ignored it and proceeded to walk towards the kitchen, trying to salvage any remains of the food that once inhabited it. I felt eyes staring at me, but when I looked up I found nothing, I continued my search still feeling watched. Suddenly, "Want some?" Oliver asked and my jaw dropped! Was Oliver Oken giving up FOOD! Even Lily was speechless at the moment, well that could've been because she was choking on her apple, and Jackson rushed over to help her. "You... Me... Food...Gah... What the hell is happening?"
"Gee, I thought I was the doughnut," he chuckled "I'm asking you if you want some of my food... You know to eat... You put it in your mouth then you chew and then a wonderful feeling overwhelms you-"
"I know how to eat!" I said lamely, a slight smirk crossed his face, but I was too shocked to care, and even more shocked that he knew what overwhelm meant!
"Fine, If you don't want any-" He was interrupted by me tackling him to the ground and snatching the food away from him, I wore a triumphant grin on my face, until I noticed that Oliver was sitting under me... and I was on him... and our faces were inches apart... and he was blushing madly... and Lilly wore a smirk on her face... and I was still on him... staring at his chocolate brown eyes, his beautiful chocolate- WAIT A SECOND BACK UP! BEAUTIFUL EYES! No, no, no I wouldn't say that I meant his... his... DOUGHNUT filled eyes, ya that's what I meant! I should probably get off now... wait I'm still on him! I jumped up blushing furiously, and offered my hand to Oliver and as he took it I felt electricity surging through my body! Was he plugged in to something? I looked at him, searching for a plug, when I noticed his beautiful brown eyes again, and I got lost in them again, they were just so beautiful, and brown, and deep, and- WHAT THE HELL? WHAT IS GOING ON WITH ME? I knocked on my head and shook it trying to see if my brain was leaking or something, and Oliver gave me the same look Lily gave me earlier, it clearly said "You need help!" but there was something else in that look, something mysterious I couldn't identify and it made me want to shiver, and I did. "You all right? Feeling cold? Sick?" He put his hand on my forehead checking to see if I had a temperature, and my eyes fluttered closed at his warm touch and my heart started beating wildly, and he said "You're hot." My eyes widened and he blushed furiously making his beautiful face turn an interesting shade of crimson, "I, I mean h- hot... with the tem- temperature, and the s- sick... and... ya!" Oliver stuttered and we stood there, frozen, no one saying anything, until:
"Awkward!" Lily said in a sing-song voice. I shot her a death glare that would've made the grim reaper drop dead and saw that she was smirking again, what's up with her? "I'm feeling a little weird right now, I just wanna get some rest, I'll see you guys tomorrow?"
"Ya, sure, I'm just going to go now, you know, have so much to do, schoolwork and all. So, um, See ya!" Oliver he said as he shot out of the front door. "Dang, that boy can run faster than Uncle Earl at the Tennessee State fair hot dog eating competition!" I said with a little bit of my southern accent creeping back into my voice, Lilly groaned and left shouting out a half-hearted bye before disappearing from sight. And so, I was left alone with my brother who was wearing a smirk the size of the U.S, and I couldn't help but shout "What's up with all the SMIRKING? First Marianne than you, can you tell me what's so funny, before my brain explodes from the awkwardness of this day?" He continued smirking and left the room and I was left alone in the dark, creepy living room. I hastily ran up to my room and locked the door, collapsing on my bed, THIS DAY WAS WIERD!
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Oliver POV
I raced out of the door and started walking toward my house. This was a WIERD DAY! For once in my life, I decide to be nice and offer the girl some food, and it all backfires! She tackled me to the ground! Can't say I didn't enjoy it- HOLD ON WHAT? I must've hit my head too hard!
No you didn't.
WHAT THE HELL? WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?
I'm you.
But I'm me!
No you're not, I'm your inner you.
Oh, that makes a lot more sense now!
Good.
It's called SARCASM!
Oh, so it's true what they say, you're a doughnut.
If I'm a doughnut, you're a doughnut!
True, true but that's not the point, the point is that you didn't hit your head too hard, you're in love.
GAH? Wu Tee S?
WTS?
What the ***
Oh, you're such a perv.
Thanks, but that's no the point, the point is you gotta get out of me!
No, I don't.
Yes you do, you're in ME!
Technically, I'm in my self, and you're in love!
WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TO TELL ME I'M IN LOVE?
You.
Oh.
Right. By the way I suggest you stop talking to yourself 'cause you've got an audience.
What?
Look up.
And I looked up and guess what I found? A lot of people were crowded around me looking at me strangely. There were two guys wearing white suits, looking really intimidating and strong and carrying a stretcher and a white suit, trying to persuade me to get into the car with them, and in the center of it all stood Lillian Marie Trusscot looking even more intimidating than the guys with the stretchers and wearing an EVIL smirk and she looked like she just found out a way to stop world hunger. So I did the only thing I could think of doing, I ran home, ignored my mother, got to my room, locked my door, ate a doughnut, and fell asleep.