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Miley and I sat at my pink table with blue chairs. We were both really mad.

"I can't believe you never told me! I thought we were friends," Miley yelled.

"I can't believe you snuck into my dressing room!" I said.

"Don't change the subject Lillian, why didn't you tell me?" Miley asked.

"Because... I don't know. I thought you'd only like Hannah and become bored of Lilly." I confessed.

"Lillian, I promise that that could never happen. You know that don't you?" she asked.

I nodded.

"I do now."

"Good."

"Hugs?" we asked and than gave each other hugs.

"Hey so where's Oliver?" I asked.

"Uh he helped me climb into the vents for me and than he went to try to go through the window," Miley said.

"Hold on a minute," I said going to the window and closing it.

"Noooo!!!" came a scream from ouside and below the window. Miley and I laughed.

"So what's with the whole LILLIAN thing?" I asked.

"I was just mad," Miley admitted.

"Well let me get changed and I'll show you my Hannah closet," I said.

Miley clapped her hands.

"Yay! What size shoes are you?" she asked.

"I'm a six," I said.

"I'm a five, but I can grow!" Miley clapped.

I smiled and got changed back into Lilly. On the way home I explained to Miley about being Hannah.

"See, my record company wanted someone to be "Hannah" and we said that I was looking for a stage name, and I was willing to wear the wig," I said.

"Oh okay. Hey wait you have a good voice. So why would you hide this from me? You also never sing anywhere," Miley stated.

"I didn't want you to figure out," I said.

"Oh okay."

"Hey where's Oliver?" I asked.

"I have no idea," Miley said.

We were silent while thinking over our options. I was in the middle of a bad picture of Oliver trying to break down my dressing room wall when Miley interrupted those thoughts thankfully.

"Hey Lilly," she started. "You have to promise to never keep another secret from me." She was really serious, and I couldt tell that she was upset that I didn't tell her.

"Deal," I said shaking her hand.

"So are you ready for the Hanah closet?" We pulled up to the curb.

"I can't wait, where is it?" Miley asked.

"You'll see," I teased. We got out and went to the top floor to my room, and into my walk-in closet.

"Um...Lilly I hate to break it to you, but this is your closet," said Miley.

"I know," I said opening up another door to another closet with orange, pink, and yellow walls with shoes, swimsuits, dresses, everything, all around.

"But this isn't."

"I need to try on this dress!" Miley squealed going to a light purple tube.

"Go ahead. Use the Hannah curtain," I offered pushing a button that made a circular curtain open so that you could see the changing station, and the runway with the mirrors surrounding it.

"Yay!" she squeaked running over there. I closed the curtain for her. In about a minute, she said to open which revealed her standing, posed, in my pretty dress.

"Gorg-" she started.

"Lilly! Olivers here!" mom called from downstairs. Miley and I widened our eyes. Now what?

"Okay, I'll be right there," I shouted.

"He's coming up," she said. Now Miley and I were panicing.

"What do we do now?" Miley asked.

"Get changed!" I shouted.

"I'll change, you get out there," she said.

"No way, I won't leave you here," I said.

"Lilly come on, you've got to get out there!"

"Miley just hurry up! We'll be fine," I said.

"Hannah, wake up and realized that he's right outside your bedroom door! That's not alright! I'll sneak out the window and come around so he'll never know about the Hannah closet!"

I was mind boggled. Hannah? Miley came out.

"Did you just-" I started.

"Come on we gotta get out the window!" Miley exclaimed, climbing out of the window. I grudgingly followed her and snuck back into the house to convince Oliver that we were in the bathroom.

"I just wanted to know if you got back from Retrosmiggle or whatever, and if you knew where Miley was, but obviously those two questions are already answered," he said looking at us.

He left shortly after, and I was still mad at Miley.

"Woah that was close H-" she started, but noticed the look on my face and interrupted her own sentence. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I sulked.

"Seriously."

"You called me Hannah back in the dressing room, closet thing whatever. You promised you wouldn't forget Lilly for Hannah," I said.

"No I didn't Lilly. See I just called you Lilly," she claimed.

"Miley you didn't before," I looked into her eyes so she would know how I serious I was.

"I'm sorry Lilly, it was an accident," she said.

"No the accident was you finding out," I snapped.

the room grew quiet for a minute or two. Than she just turned and left. I don't think she cried, just got really mad.

The next morning I did not get on my skateboard, and I waited and waited but Miley never called or came. At around noon I got tired of waiting, and called Oliver, but his mom said he was at Mileys. She probably told him. If the record company finds out that someone knows about me being Hannah, I'll have to move back to Nebraska, and quit my job.

I tried calling Miley but she didn't pick up. I reallized, that we were being babies, and that I should go over there and apologize, because I should give her another chance. I grabbed my skateboard, and wheeled over to her house, counting the cracks that I went over.

When I got there, for the first time since I moved here, I was going to ring her doorbell, because I knew she wouldn't have picked up to call me if I did, and so the doors wouldn't be opened for me to ride in on my skateboard. Than, right when I was curling my fist to knock, I heard some voices coming from behind the garage. I didn't know whose they where, or what they were saying, but I went over there. I snuck around the garage and saw Oliver and Miley talking. I thought that when I looked behind the corner, Oliver saw me, but I guess not.

"Miley it's okay to be mad at her, but I think you guys should make up," Oliver said.

"I know, but it's so easy for you to say Oliver. You're practically in love with her," Miley said.

"I do not! It's just a heavy crush. I can't call it love, but I wish I could go out with her. Either her, or Hannah Montana, and I'd shampoo and condition, that beautiful, red hair," he said.

"Hello captain mental, come back to Earth," Miley said.

I walked back to my skateboard. Oliver liked me? More than a friend kind of way? How? why? Do I feel the same way? Do I still like Jake, who by the way I haven't seen in a long time? I considered my options, and grabbed my skateboard, but instead turned back to the door, and knocked, pretending like I hadn't heard any of that from before.