The Epilogue

Miley's Point of View

It had been almost a month since the camping trip. And I'm just so thankful to be back home.

"So," I told Lilly. "I was thinking of having a road trip to..."

"No thanks," Lilly replied before I could finish my sentence. She's been paranoid of long trips since the camp-out. And I couldn't blame her at all.

"You didn't let me finish," I said, recovering. "I was supposed to say that I was thinking of having a road trip to the mall."

Jackson scoffed. "Uh, Miles? That doesn't count as a road trip," he corrected.

Oliver and Jake snorted. I sat up off the couch and threw the pillow I'd been holding at it.

"Whatever," I said. "I'm going to Rico's Surf Shack. If you guys want to come, fine."

We ended up having Jackson drive us to the beach.

Lilly and I were talking when I saw this tall blonde figure. "Sean?" I whispered, particularly to myself.

"Miley, hey, earth to Miles..." Lilly trailed off when she saw the figure, too. "No way! Is that who I think it is?"

The guy finally looked our way. "Lilly? Miley? What are you guys doing here?"

Lilly and I came to give him a hug.

"We live here, duh!" Lilly said.

Jake, Oliver and Jackson, who were playing beach volleyball, turned to look at us.

"Oh, Sean, hey, man!" Oliver said.

Jake just nodded up to him to say hello. "What's up?"

"We just moved here," Sean explained. "So I guess I'll be spending some time with you guys."

"No way," Lilly said.

"Really?" I asked. "What about Bess?"

"We broke up, remember?" Sean replied.

"Hey, I have an idea," I said. "Why don't we go boating?"

"Hey, guys," a voice said behind us.

Becca Weller came strutting down toward us in a striped halter top and skinny jeans tucked in boots. "What are you guys doing?"

"Hey, Bec," Oliver said awkwardly. After all, Becca had been his girlfriend. "Miley was just thinking of boating."

Becca looked down at Lilly and Oliver's interlaced hands, then at Jake's arm around Miley. "Are you guys...together now?"

Lilly nodded. "Yeah, we are."

Becca turned to Sean. "And, uh, who are you?"

"Sean Parker," Sean replied, holding his hand out. "Nice to meet you...?"

"Becca Weller." Becca shook his hand.

From the way that they grinned at each other, I realized that Becca and Sean had potential as a couple.

"I know what you're thinking..." Lilly, ever the mind-reader, whispered.

I just smiled at her for my reply.

ooHMoo

Minutes later, we were in a small boat, looking down at the water, talking.

"How long have we been here?" Jackson asked, his voice sounding tired. He had been the one rowing.

"Ten minutes," Jake replied, looking at his watch.

I looked at Becca and Sean, who were trying to get to know each other better.

"Can we, like, go back now?" Jackson asked.

"I guess." Lilly dipped her pinky into the cool blue water.

We got back and rested on the sand for a while.

"This is getting boring," I quipped. "Let's get sodas in my house."

I went to lead them to my house but, to my surprise, it wasn't there. Even Rico's wasn't there.

Slowly, I began to realize the situation. "I hate to break it to you guys," I said, "but we're lost. In a deserted island, no less."

Everyone groaned.

"Again?" Lilly, Oliver, Jake and Jackson muttered at the same time.

Becca looked up at Sean for some explanation, but Sean shrugged.

"We can take the boat..." Jackson began, but he saw that the boat had floated away from the island. He slapped his forehead. "Oh, shoot!"

We were lost once again. And Dad's not here to help this time.

But we'll survive somehow.

I hope.

(A/N: Sorry if this was short, but it's actually the prologue to the sequel of Happy Campers, called Island Getaway. There, Miley and the gang get stuck on a deserted island. How will they cope? Watch out for it, and also Just One Kiss and the upcoming chapters requested for Underdog. It's been fun writing this awesome story! Thanks for everything, even the, um, harsh criticism. I knew they were for the better!)