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A/N: I was planning on posting this like a week ago, but crap came up so I'm uploading it now. And thanks to everyone who reviewed my last chapter!
Chapter 4: Prom Part I
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11:00pm-Lily's room-Same place I left off...
I read the texts over and over until it really sunk in. He really did lover her, not me. I was sure Oliver did love me, but just not in that way. I looked over at my sleeping neighbor and just broke down. I couldn't hold it in anymore. He would never be mine, and I would always just be the best friend who didn't care that he wasn't perfect. I fell in love with his flaws and that would never change. If Joanie had her way, I couldn't even be near him. I got up and walked over to my guitar and picked up my pad of paper and a pencil. I sat back down on my window seat an started strumming. It was pretty much the same melody as our little collaboration except much slower. Out of nowhere it seemed, a verse popped into my head...
"I could go back to every laugh...But I don't wanna go there anymore..."
I wiped away my tears and wrote it down. It wasn't fair for Joanie to get so much from him when she barely even knew him. She couldn't love him the way I do, or as much as I do. I knew everything about him including the fact that the stairs to his balcony had exactly twelve steps because he when through this extremely superstitious faze. (He made me count to make sure there weren't thirteen steps) More lyrics came along in my head...
"And I know all the steps up to your door...But I don't wanna go there anymore..."
I did want to go there, it's just that every time I do, I get hurt. Joanie saw to it that I did. I knew Oliver well enough that he can never make up his mind about anything. He usually has to talk to a bunch of people he trusts before making just about any decision. Sometimes he waits until it's too late and the decision is made for him. I just hope he doesn't wait until it's too late to decide that the perfect girl for him was right under his nose for seventeen years. I really loved him, but things had to end sometime, whether he ended up with me...or somebody else. I'd like to think I could keep that window open for as long as I lived. I wish he had the strength to just get up out of bed and crawl into my window like old times. I wish he had the strength to dump Joanie and realize that he had someone that would be there for him one-hundred percent.
"Talk to the wind, talk to the sky, talk to the man with the reasons why...And let me know what you find...
"I'll leave my window open...Cuz I'm too tired at night to call your name...Just know, I'm right here hopin'...That you'll come in with the rain..."
As I finished writing my last verse, I heard my front door slam. My mom was actually home for a change.
"Lily? You home?" I heard coming from down stairs.
"Yeah, Mom! I'm in my room!" I yelled back.
Soon I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and down the hall, stopping outside my door. I quickly wiped away my new tears.
"Come in!" I said. The door opened and my mom stepped in.
"Hey, Lils? Can I sit and talk to you for awhile?" 'Oh, great!' I thought sarcastically.
"Yeah, sure mom." She walked over and sat on the bed.
"So your prom's Saturday and I thought I'd take you and Miley out tomorrow after school to get your nails done. What do you think?"
"Sounds good. I have a date now." I said kind of downcast.
"Oh really? It's good that Oliver finally came to his senses." I took a deep breath. Maybe my mom knew more than she let on.
"It's not Oliver, mom. He's going with Joanie, his girlfriend."
"Oh! So who's your date?"
"Lucas."
"Not the Lucas who-"
"Yeah, it's that Lucas."
"Alright, I just hope you don't get hurt again." I didn't answer. My mom took this time to notice the pad of paper I was holding.
"What's that honey?"
"Oh, it's nothing really. But it reminds me of something. I have plans for the summer now."
"Really? Did that early acceptance at NYU come through?"
"Yeah, it did, but I've decided to do something else."
"Okay, what?"
"Miley invited me, Oliver, Jake, and Jackson to open for Hannah on her summer tour." My mom had learned Miley was Hannah after she and Robbie had been dating for quite some time.
"Are you sure about this? Don't you think it's a little immature to give up such a great opportunity for some boy?"
"Mom, Oliver's not just some boy. I think he might be the one...my one..." I said with a sigh.
"Fine. If it'll make you happy, I'm all for it!"
"Thanks, mom. It's getting kind of late and I have school tomorrow so good night." My mom stood up and walked over to the door.
"Night sweetie." Then she slipped out. I took a deep breath. I had applied for early acceptance six months ago. I figured I'd just be alone in this big, empty house all summer if I waited until the fall to go when Oliver did. We both agreed that we really didn't have a choice but to go to the same school. We couldn't leave each other forever like most people. Oliver knew I had applied and was planning on moving with me if I got in early, but I hadn't told him if I got it or not yet. I guess it didn't really matter now. We'd be all over the country on tour and taking summer classes would be out of the question. Part of me wanted to take advantage of this opportunity, but a bigger, stronger part of me wanted to go on tour with Oliver and see what happens between us. I guess we'll have to wait and see. Another part of me didn't want to go to school tomorrow for fear of what Joanie had planned. I would go because if I didn't, it would be like I let her win this.
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The next day at school-7:55am-Lily's POV
When I walked in the doors of Seaview High, it seemed all eyes were on me. I just kept right on walking until some arrogant jock stopped me dead in my tracks.
"Hey, Truscott? When are ya due?" I turned around to face him.
"Huh?" I asked. He looked at me like I was stupid or crazy.
"The bun in your oven!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about!" I said, started to walk away. He grabbed me by the arm.
"Who's the dad? I bet it's Lucas. He seems like the type." I just rolled my eyes and walked away towards my locker, all the while getting looks. I reached my locker and opened it. I gasped when I saw what was inside-baby booties and a 'Congratulations on the Birth of Your Baby!' card. I immediately flamed up inside. Joanie! I picked up the card and opened it.
Truscott,
Told you I'd make you pay! Hope you and your 'baby' have a nice life!
-J.P. ;)
As I finished reading it, I heard laughter coming from down the hallway. Big surprise-Joanie! I threw the card forcefully into my locker and gave it a slam. Then I angrily walked over to Joanie.
"Well, well, well! Look what we have here! Miss Prego wants to talk to me!" Joanie said to the crowd that was gradually forming around us.
"How could you do something like this?!" I yelled.
"I just thought everyone should know what goody-goody Truscott does behind the scenes!" She said with a laugh.
"Where's Oliver?!"
"Why do ya wanna know?! That's none of your business!" Joanie exclaimed.
"I just thought he should know what his little girlfriend does behind the scenes! And for your information it is my business! I should be able to hang out with my best friend whenever I want!" I shout back triumphantly.
"For your information, he already went to class!"
"Then I guess I'm gonna have to go find him then, huh?! You can't keep me from him Palumbo!" I start to walk off, when she hits me with another comment.
"Doesn't look like I'll have to be doing much of that. He already spends his free time with me! This little fantasy of yours where Oliver leaves me for you is never gonna happen! Your just his best friend and that never gonna change!" That hit deep. Every bad thing Joanie had ever said to me never actually hurt me as much as that last statement. I was ready to break down in tears, but wasn't about to cry in front of everyone. I walk back to where I'm standing face-to-face with Joanie.
"I really don't know why he loves you at all..." I said just above a whisper before running off out the door. I kept running until I reached my car. I didn't notice Miley was following me until she was sitting in the passenger's seat beside me. I leaned my head against the steering wheel and started bawling. Miley pulled me over into a hug.
"Shh...It's okay, Lily. Everything's gonna be okay..."
"No, it's not Miley! She won! He loves her, and she just ruined my reputation..." I broke down again.
"Don't you worry about that. I have connections and I'll sort this whole thing out!" I calmed down a little.
"I just don't see how he could love someone so...evil!" I broke down for the third time. Miley patted me on the back.
"I heard that little speech she gave you. Her threats really weren't that bad when you think about it! I mean, she's gonna have a hard time keeping you from him when were off in New York at a concert and she's back here in Malibu!" I smiled through my tears.
"I just...I can't go back in there..."
"And we aren't! We'll go back to my place and watch a marathon of 'Greek' and drown our sorrows in ice cream sundaes! Then we're going to get our nails done with your mom and forget about all of this!"
"Sounds pretty good." And with that, I started the car and headed for Miley's.
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Saturday (Prom Day)-Lily's POV
After the whole pregnancy rumor fiasco at school yesterday, I was excited that school was over. Graduation was Monday night, and tonight was Prom. Despite the fact that my date is a total dud, I was determined to have fun. A bunch of us were heading over to Matt Marshall's after prom for some huge party. Parties weren't really my scene, but heck, this was Prom!
Miley and I had gotten our nails done the day before and I had sprung for French-tipped acrylic nails since my real nails were always chewed down. I had my toes painted a hot pink. Now, we were getting our hair done, and I had like a million rollers in my hair. I had to look perfect for Oliver...uh... I mean Lucas...
Jake had hired one of his limo drivers for this special occasion, and Miley insisted on me riding with them. She also insisted that Lucas ride with us, but I didn't really care about that little detail. Yes, Jake had finally asked her to Prom. We asked Oliver if he wanted to ride with us, but apparently Joanie made him get one for just the two them. Well, I had plans for Joanie! I was going to dance with Oliver tonight! Not in the couple-y way, but just as best friends at our Senior Prom. Sort of an end to and era type thing. Plus the fact that our moms wanted pictures. They were even making the photo guy get pictures of the two of us together! I'd love to see the look of Joanie's face!
When we had finished getting our hair and makeup done, we headed back to my place to get our dresses and such on. When we were a hundred percent ready, we headed down the stairs where my mom and Mr. Stewart stood, wielding cameras. It felt like the freaking paparazzi!
"Oh Lily! Your so beautiful, honey!" My mom said, starting to tear up.
"You too, Miles! My baby's all grown up..." Mr. Stewart said choking up himself.
"Lily, Oliver's outside waiting for you on the deck. I just had to get pictures of the two of you!"
"Mom!" I asked in a whining tone.
"Go on, honey! We haven't got all night!" My mom said, unfazed. I walked off in the direction of the deck doors. I wanted to have a major Cinderella moment. I counted back from five to myself and opened the doors...and the donut was turned around the other way!"
"hem hem" I coughed in the attention-getting sort of way. He seemed to realize my presence and turned around. His mouth dropped open a little and stayed that way for awhile.
"Close your mouth, Oliver. You're gonna let flies in." I said with a small laugh. He does.
"Lily...you look...WOW!" I smiled and blushed a little.
"Thanks. You look really handsome yourself, Ollie." I blushed a little more. He really did. There was something about a guy in a tux that makes a girl swoon.
"Alright, kids! Get together now." My mom said, rushing out the door with Miley right on her heels. Oliver and I mover together so that I was to his left. Without being asked, he put his arm around my waist and reached over to grab my left hand with his free hand. I was loving every second of this. I put my right hand on his left shoulder and smiled-he already was.
"Okay! THREE...TWO...ONE!" The camera flashed, then again, and again. All the while, Miley was standing behind her with that "Aww!" face and putting her hand over her heart. This only made me smile bigger. A few more flashes and my mom stopped.
"Alright, Miley. Get in there!" Miley hurried over and stood on the other side of Oliver. He hooped elbows with both of us and we smiled for another 'Paparazzi Mom' attack.
"Now just the girls!" My mom said. Oliver stepped away and Miley and I stood close together and smiled. Flash! Mom only took one of that pose. Oliver looked at his watch.
"Crap! I've got to meet that stupid limo guy in like ten minutes!"
"Okay, Ollie. See ya later." I say, not really wanting him to go and meet...her. Oliver started to walk away when my mom spoke up.
"Wait, Oliver! I want just one more of you and Lily! Get over here, it won't take long!" He walked over to us again. Miley walked over to stand behind my mom and whisper something into her ear.
"Okay, I want you two to hug. And Lily, a kiss on the cheek wouldn't hurt things!" At that moment, I realized my mom was evil! A genius, but completely evil! I turned sideways to Oliver and put my arms around his neck. He followed and put his arms around my waist. Turns out, he was the perfect height for me to do this. I managed to get my lips level with his cheek.
"3...2...1!" I quickly planted one on his check while he smiled sheepishly at the camera. I couldn't deny the electricity! My mom took quite a few of those and we pulled apart. I noticed I got lip gloss on his cheek and reached up to get it off. This was normal, because Olive almost always had something on his face. What was not normal was what he did next. He slowly raised his hand up to grasp mine against his cheek, and our eyes locked. Something inside me didn't want this moment to end. After a few seconds, I heard a little cough cough from Miley and we both moved away from each other, red as beets. Oliver looked back at me.
"I... really, uh...have to go now...um...see ya Lils." He said, walking off to his house. I just stared after him.
"What was that?!" Miley said with a surprised expression.
"I...uh...I don't know, actually." I said, but I really didn't have a thought in my head at the moment. Then, Jake and Lucas pulled up in the limo, music baring from all the walls.
"Well that's us, Mrs. Truscott!" Miley said grabbing my hand and pulling me all the way to the limo.
"Have fun girls!" My mom called as I scrunched into the limo beside Miley and closing the door. Maybe tonight will be more interesting than I thought...
A/N: I'd like to know your opinion on what song Oliver and Lily should dance to at Prom!! Sorry it took me awhile to update! Please review!