Miley's P.O.V.:
Amber and Ashley saw the guy fall in the pool, but not who it was, and decided that they didn't want to get their $250.00 outfits wet. One of Jake's friends, he kinda looked like Jason Dolley, jumped into the pool after him. His third friend just looked at them with a disapproving look on his face. Then he too jumped in. They started talking and Jake turned so that he was facing his friends instead of me. Then he pointed at me, then his friend that looked like- Wait a minute! That is Jason Dolley! (And in this story, his personality is just like Newt's.) Anyway, he pointed at me too. Than his other friend turned him around and shoved him in my direction.
Jake's P.O.V.:
After my head popped out of the water, I heard a splash. Jason. I heard a second splash, and turned to face my two friends.
"Dude! What happened?" Jared demanded.
"That's Miley. The girl I wrote all the songs for." I explained in a whisper and pointed behind me to where Miley stood.
"You mean, that hot brunette in the bikini is the girl from school that has you whipped?" Jason asked and he too pointed at Miley.
"Yeah." I sighed as I entered a daydream that was soon interrupted by Jared turning me 180 degrees until I was facing her. Then he shoved me in her direction. I glared briefly at him, then slowly made my way to her. I hadn't expected to see her until I got back to Malibu. Hey, maybe she's gonna see Hannah's tour! That'd be great!
I climbed out of the pool and walked over to her and Lilly, who had appeared at her side.
"Nice entrance." She 'complimented' while stifling her laughter.
I did a fake bow while saying, "Thank you! I'll be here all week, literally." At the last part, her face fell and she asked, "Seriously?" Her face looked worried. I just smiled and nodded.
"Aw, sweet niblets!" she complained.
"Come on Miley, you know you want me here." I flirted.
"Yeah. About as much as I wanted to hug Uncle Earl after he won the hot dog eating contest at the state fair last year." She said in her sarcastic, cute southern accent. But, I had no idea what her saying meant.
I turned to Lilly and gave her a questioning look, to which she said, "That means she doesn't want you here at all." She said and gave me a smile like what she said hadn't hurt at all. But I wasn't giving up hope.
I shook my wet hair all over Miley, already having a flirtatious comeback ready.
"What the-" she started, but I cut her off.
"You were getting too hot. I thought you needed to cool off." I said and gave her an innocent look. She scowled back at me. But I wasn't done. "It didn't work."
"What are you doing here anyway?" She asked.
"Me and my friends over there" I pointed to Jason and Jared who had joined Oliver and Jackson in water football, "are in a band and we're opening for Hannah Montana in a few weeks. We thought we'd follow her tour to get an idea of the size of our audience. And we're also gonna try to play our songs for her. Her manager only heard part of one song." I explained. She looked pretty annoyed. "What're you guys doing here?" I asked curiously.
"We came to watch the tour." Miley replied hesitantly. Oh well. I noticed Lilly was jut staring at me.
I walked over and got a hotel towel and put it on the empty chair next to Miley's. I knew it was hers because it had pink flip-flops next to it. Then I took off my sopping wet tank-top and laid it out to dry. When I turned back to her, I pretended that I was looking around the place (including a look of awe) when I was really letting her gape at me. I had spent the past four months, when I wasn't on set, working out. The hotel was five stars and it had a professional gym and a pretty large pool.
Miley's P.O.V.:
Oh. My. Gawd. Jake looked H.O.T. hot. What had he done; spent the every possible second off set working out?!
After a few seconds, I realized that I was staring at him, and practically drooling, so I looked away. Lilly was still staring at him, but she actually liked him and he knew it.
I glanced once more. He was like, the perfect size. Not all wimpy and puny like Oliver, but not all thuggish, like Jorgen Von Strangle in the Fairly Odd Parents. He was the exact in between, and it was hot. Stop it Miley! Yeah, he's cute-
Hot!
Yeah, whatever. The point is, he's still Jake.
But he likes you!
Yeah right! like I told Lilly, he probably says it to all the girls he meets. In fact, I bet him and his buddies right these lines down and rehearse them.
Why do I try helping?
"Great, now I'm arguing with myself!" Oops! Did I say that out loud?!
I'm guessing, by the weird looks we're getting, yes.
Alright, you need to shut up.
Fine!
"Uh, haha. Lilly, we should get back to tanning." Lilly and I went back to our chairs while Jake joined his friends, my brother, and Oliver in water football.
"Seesh! First Amber and Ashley. Then Jake. Who's next, Rico?!"
"Uh, actually…" a voice said from behind me.