AN: First off, thanks to AColdSky, XLoendLOLiver4eveX, Becky143jonas, princess cutie, and ForeverV for the reivews! A big thanks goes out to everyone who put this story on alert and favorites as well! :) It looks like most people wanted some fillers, and your wish shall be granted.
This part of the story takes places right after graduation at an event called "Bonvoyage", which is something I had at my school. It's basicly like a gaint party (it's quite fun in real life, trust me.) As a warning now, it's a little long. I decided to throw all of this in because I felt like it would make more sense to have some background information instead of just jumping to the real deal. Besides, there's some mini Loliver moments coming up that I just couldn't deprive you guys of :) This is part 1 of 3 with chapter 2. Hope you like it and R/R.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," The principal of Seaview High school announced. "I'm proud to present to you the class of 2010!"
Graduation caps shot in the sky and sounds of cheering and applause filled the air. The new graduates marched off the field and back up into the school. They were greeted by a standing ovation from family, friends, and their now former teachers. The journey through high school was over.
Once back in the school, everyone crowed in the gym to receive their actual diplomas from their home room teachers. Ms. Kunkle had them in a box and fifteen very anxious teens were crowding around her. She reached in and read off the names of the diplomas she had grabbed.
"Oken, Stewart, and Truscott!" She called, handing that all-mighty document to Oliver, Miley, and Lilly.
"Thank you, Ms. Kunkle!" Miley said happily.
" Eeep! Thank you!" Lilly squealed she received the paper.
"I'm free!" Oliver shouted, snatching the paper and jumping for joy. "Miley! Lilly! We did it!"
Just then, four figures appeared by the gym door exits. The three grads ran up to them.
"Mom!" Lilly and her mother embraced.
"Dad!" Miley hugged her father.
"Jackson!" Oliver held his arms open and attempted to trap Miley's older brother in them.
"What the heck, Oken!?" Jackson shouted, escaping his grip. "Your mom's right there!" There was Mrs. Oken; standing there trying to not laugh at her son.
"Opps. Sorry, mom." Oliver apologize and went to give his mother a hug.
"I'm so proud of you." Robbie Ray Stewart told Miley as he rubbed her head. "I'm proud of all of you!" He turned to Lilly and Oliver's moms. " Why these two youngins here have spent so much time with Miley and being at house that I feel as if they're my own."
"You can keep me, Mr. Stewart!" Oliver burst.
"Oliver Oscar Oken!" His mother lightly slapped her son on the shoulders.
"Think about it." Heather, Mrs. Truscott, said. "It may not be such a bad idea."
"Hmm..." Oliver's mom thought, tapping her finger to her chin. "Why don't I send him to live with you, Heather? He and Lilly sure get along well."
Everyone laughed, except Oliver and Lilly. They faked a little laugh, just to play along. Oliver's face was even getting red.
"Ok, enough chit-chat!" Oliver interrupted the amusement. "Us grads have to go get ready for Bonvoyage!"
"Oh yeah, the beach bonfire." Jackson said. "I remember mine. Good times, good times."
"Which I trust Miley will have because she won't get her self into a hotdog eatin' contest and spend half the night and the next three days puking!" Mr. Stewart said, glaring at his son. Jackson became slightly embarrassed, looked both directions, turned around, and sprinted off to his car.
"Jackson is so...Jackson."Miley said.
"Well, you kids go off and have your party tonight." Lilly's mom said. She turned to Lilly. "If you need anything, dear, just call me."
"I'll be fine, mom." Lilly replied in a bit of disgust. She had just graduated high school. Why was she still being treated like she was ten? "I'll have Miley and Ollie."
"Take care of Lilly." Mrs. Truscott told Miley.
"And make sure my son comes back in one piece...and not throwing up hotdogs." Mrs. Oken told the girls. She then turned to Mr. Stewart. "Sorry, Robbie Ray. No offense on Jackson."
"None taken." He replied.
"C'mon, guys, lets go!" Miley shouted, yanking Lilly's one arm while Oliver grabbed a hold of her other one. Miley was running and pulling them both out the doors and down to the parking lot.
"There they go; the three amigos." Mr. Stewart announced with a sigh.
"I wish I was their age again, just to relive the friendships I had." Mrs. Truscott said.
"I have a feeling they'll be just as close as they are now forever." Mrs. Oken said." Maybe even closer..."
"I'm so excited for the bonfire!" Miley said when she finally drug her friends to their cars.
"Me too!" Lilly replied. "It's going to be a night to remember forever!"
"Oh it's going to be a special one." Oliver said to himself. "A night I know you'll never forget..."
"Oliver?" Lilly said, waving her hands in front of his face. He was staring off into space with a seemingly large grin. Lilly actions weren't helping. "Hey Donut! You're zonin'!"
"Huh wha-?" Oliver snapped out of his little fantasy.
"Oh Oliver, you're such dork!" Lilly said, grabbing his cap off his head to smack him with it.
"Well, I'll see you guys at the bonfire check in." Miley said, opening her car door. The annoying beeping noise indicating that the door was opening and the driver didn't have a seatbelt on went off. "Which is in..." Miley started her car to look at the clock. "about an hour!? Sweet Nibblits! Got to go, ya'll! See ya!" Miley hurried off, out of the parking lot, and out of the school.
"I got to go home and pack some things myself." Lilly said to Oliver. "I'll meet you there."
"Uh, yeah. I have...to- wait. Did Miley say an hour!?" Oliver asked, franticly.
"Uh, yeah." Lilly said, like she was stating the obvious. "It's going to start getting darker out soon."
"Yikes! I'm never going to make it if I don't leave now!" Oliver had become a crazed maniac. He unzipped his gown and threw it in the back seat of his car." Bye Lills! I lo...I lo..." Oliver paused for a brief moment. "I'll look for you!" Oliver peeled out of the parking lot.
" Oliver!" Lilly yelled after him. "Your cap!" It was useless; He was half gone.
"I'll never understand that man." Lilly said to her, watching Oliver fly over a speed bump around the corner from the side mirror of her car. "I wonder what he has up his sleeves." Lilly, who although was in a little bit of a hurry, was the only one to drive slowly and safely out of the school and all the way home.
Back at his house Oliver ran up the porch stairs and straight to his room. His mother wasn't home, because she, Mr. Stewart, and Mrs. Truscott had gone out to eat.
"Think, Oken, think!" Oliver shouted out loud. "Oh, you should have planed this better, you dimwit!"
He was dashing around his room, finding everything he needed for the party. It was sort of like the freshman lock in he had attended four years ago. The people stayed there from the check in time to early morning; no one is allowed to leave. Oliver didn't understand how that rule was going to work on an open public beach, but why buck the system?
"Ok, shorts, shirt, flip-flops, hoodie if it gets cold..." Oliver was saying these items aloud as he flung them into his old gym bag. "Deodorant." He paused. "Better use some of that first."
Oliver continued with his checklist. "Extra batteries for my iPod, my cell phone, and my camera...no, wait. I'm sure the girls will take theirs for a million pictures...because they're girls."
Satisfied with everything, Oliver pulled the drawstrings on the bag tight, swung it over his shoulder, and left the room. About three seconds later, he flew back in and flung open his nightstand's top drawer. Inside it was a shoe box full of little useless things to many people, but to Oliver, they were special. Oliver grabbed what he wanted out of the box, slammed the drawer shut and stuffed it in his bag.
"I almost forgot the thing that's going to make this night unforgettable." He said, shutting his bedroom light off, and left his house. He was ready for tonight.
For the first time in his entire life Oliver was on time for an important event. He knew he couldn't be late today. It took him weeks of planning so he had to get every just right...or at least he'd try to stick with it.
Oliver knew he'd beat Miley and Lilly to the bonfire. Part of the event was semi-formal, meaning you had to look decent. To Oliver, this meant church going clothes, but he already had a nice outfit on under his cap and gown for graduation. He was wearing a dark, midnight blue fancier shirt with horizontal stripes in the center different shades of blue, starting lightest at the top and darker at the bottom. A pair of khaki pants completely his look. Although the students were told no tennis shoes for this half, Oliver some how got by with wearing his plain black Vans.
He started to walk over to the table designated for signing in, when he heard a voice:
"Sign me in, too, Ollie!"
Oliver turned around, knowing it was Lilly. (No one else called him 'Ollie'. Not even his mom.) Once he saw Lilly's outfit...and nearly dropped to the ground.
She was wearing...a dress.
Lilly's worn a few dresses before, but Oliver didn't expect her to come to the bonfire dressed like that. She had on an aqua colored dress that sparkled with white sequence flowers randomly dotting it. Her shoes were flats in the same color, almost sandal looking. Her hair was down, which was something unexpected. No helmet hair today.
"N-Nice outfit." That's all Oliver could mange to get out of his mouth. He was thinking other things...many different things, yet he couldn't form any of them.
"You clean up pretty nice yourself." Lilly smiled.
"So, where's Miley?" Oliver asked, bending down to sign the sheet. He tried to snap out of his daze himself this time, rather than being embarrassed if Lilly had to do it again.
"I don't know." Lilly said, stealing the pen from Oliver, because she knew he wasn't going to sign her name in like she'd asked. "She should be here soon."
"Hey guys!"
Miley was just pulling in. She, too, was wearing a dress, but not that Oliver cared to take much notice of. She's Hannah Montana; she always wears something fancy. He dress was a golden yellow color with sequences. Her shoes were matching flats like Lilly had. The only differences between the two was that Miley had her hair up and she also wore her 'Miley' necklace.
"Hey Miley." Oliver said, coolly.
"Sign me in, Lills." Miley said.
"Of course I'll sign you in!" Lilly said cheerfully, but then turned to Oliver. "Because unlike somebody, I listen to my best friend when she asks for a simple favor!"
"Well, sor-ry!" He replied. "I showed up early for once and this is the thanks I get!"
"Geez! You guys fight like an old married couple!" Miley butted in. He had a grin on her face. "How sweet!"
Lilly turned to Oliver and froze. He could feel his face warming, but he hoped that Lilly couldn't tell.
"Aaaaand, enough of that..lets go!" Oliver said, scurrying away, but hinting for the girls to follow.
They went where a make shift pavilion was set up. It was just a bunch of chairs under a party tent. There was an electronic screen at the front which was hooked up to a laptop.
They found some seats and went to sit. Oliver backed up and motioned for Lilly and Miley to go ahead of him.
"Ladies first." He said.
Lilly went in to the row first, but Miley just stood there.
"Wouldn't you rather sit next to Lilly?" Miley asked. Thankfully, Lilly didn't hear.
"I said ladies first." Oliver repeated himself, almost talking through his teeth. People have always picked on Oliver and Lilly because they were so close of friends. Miley usually stayed out of it, because Oliver thought she understood.
Miley winked at Oliver. "Just sit." She said.
Oliver sighed and took the seat next to Lilly. "Happy?" He muttered to Miley, but she didn't say anything. She just sat down to his left.
"Wonder what that's all about." Lilly said, pointing to the screen.
"Movies maybe?" Oliver asked.
The three talked amongst themselves for about ten minutes. More and more of the recently graduated class of 2010 were coming and cramming in to this little area. Once all the seats were filled, one of the trio's weirdest teachers, Mr. Coreli, appeared and went to stand in the front.
"Ladies and Gents, may I have your attention please?" He asked in his weird voice.
"I thought we got rid of him." A random male vice said a few rows back.
"Hey, hey now. I heard that!" Mr. Coreli scolded. "Though, it's not like I can give you detention of something."
"Wake me when it's over." Oliver whispered to Lilly. He used to say that to her every day in class. Usually, he'd lay his head on his desk, but since there were no desk for miles, Oliver chose the next best thing; Lilly's shoulder.
"Anywho, welcome to the class of 2010 Bonvoyage Bonfire! Woo!" Mr. Coreli seemed a little too thrilled to be here. Everyone was excited, but they just weren't thrilled to here a Coreli speech.
"This is going to be one killer night, folks! We've got a ton of fun things planed for you guys to do tonight, but first, the rules."
A murmur of groans sounded.
"I know, I know." He said. "Sorry to do this, but I have to explain a few things." Mr. Coreli cleared his throat." Obviously, we're at the beach, so fill free to take a swim...daylight hours only! Otherwise, we can't see you. Secondly, no one is to leave this beach for any particular reason unless it was cleared up with me or another chaperon."
"What are we, four!?" Another voice blurted out, but it was ignored.
"If you get tired, no; when you get tired," Mr. Coreli started up again. "There will be certain areas sectioned off. Guys in one and girls in the other...and no sneaking! Someone will catch you and you won't like the punishment. And well, this last one I think is a little pointless...but you all know not to mess around with the fire, right? I mean, you've heard that bear tell you not to on TV."
By this point in the speech the crowd was either half asleep, like Oliver, or growing restless.
"That's about it." Mr. Coreli said, but before cheers could be made, he butted back in. "Oh wait, one last thing. I know you're all probably wondering why you had to dress the way you are for a party at the beach. Well the truth is there was a little meltdown on the school's computer system...and the senior class picture from May Day a few weeks ago was lost...so we're just going to retake it real quick with you guys sitting where you are."
"That's it!?" Lilly blurted out. "I wore this thing for nothing!?" She tugged on her dress.
"Oh C'mon, Lilly. It was worth it." Miley said. "Besides, we're all going to look really small in order for all of us to fit in the shot."
"Ok, ok." Mr. Coreli said. "The photographer the school hired couldn't make it tonight...so I'm giving it a go."
"This should turn out great." Miley muttered, sarcastically.
"Now everyone sit up and smile!" Mr. Coreli said. "No hand jesters now, gentlemen in the back. I see the wheels turning in your head!"
Miley and Lilly checked the people sitting in the row behind them to make sure no one was going to give them bunny ears or some other immature action.
"Ok, on the count of three!" Mr. Coreli held up the camera and readied himself for the shot. "One...two...three!"
The camera bulb and flashed a very bright light. It left spots in Miley and Lilly's eyes. It was such so sharp that it scared Oliver.
"Ahh!" He screamed, shooting up from his prior position. "What was that!?"
"Nothing." Miley replied. "We just took a group picture for the yearbook."
"Oh, that explains it...we did what!?" Oliver slightly began to panic. "But I- Lilly was- I told her to-"
"Oh yeah." Lilly said, smiling. "You can wake up now."
Now the whole senior class and the rest of the kids back at Seaview were going to Oliver resting her head on Lilly's shoulder...
But he didn't care...
"Alright. You kids can le-" Before Mr. Coreli could finish his sentence half the chairs were empty. "Maybe I should just retire." he said to himself as he moped away.
"I've got to get out of this." Lilly tugged at her dress and then yanked Miley out of her seat. "Come with me."
"Why? You look really nice!" Oliver felt the words slip out of his mouth. He quickly tried to pretend that he didn't say anything.
"Just give me five minutes." Lilly explained. "Then I'll be back, k?"
Oliver nodded, and the girls hurried off, leaving him alone. He started getting a little hot in his dressier clothes, so he too left to change.
"Maybe..."He thought to himself, switching his clothes in the guys changing area. "Maybe it's not the right day for this. It's not the right place."
Once he was finished, he walked back to the pavilion and waited. He knew he could beat the girls. It didn't take too long for 'Smokin' Oken' to ready himself.
He just sat there, confused. Thoughts ran wild, but when he saw Lilly as her cordial self walking with Miley, something inside made him change. He shook his head.
"No. It's going down tonight."
Once again, I apologize for the length, but it will all come together in the thrid part. As kind of a side note, I based some of these events on things that actually happened with my expericence. (they don't actually hand you your real dimploma, and at my school, we get our yearbooks in the fall of the FOLLOWING year. How retarded is that!?)
Anyway...are Mrs. Oken and Miley on to something? Are Lilly and Oliver just being themselves...or is it shameless flirting? Part 2 of this chapter will be up tomorrow afternoon, so keep reading! :)
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