Chapter 3 already, right? Wow, this goes so fast. So, when I get done with all 7 stories, you'll have to wait, since I'm writing the 8th one right now.

But, ANYWAY, I hope you like this chapter. This story is really long, so maybe I'll post the 4th chapter. I was thinking about starting another fanfic tonight w/ Cody, but I'm not too sure about my ideas and everything. I'll let you guys know if I'm going to do anything. Till then, REVIEW!

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Chapter 3 "I want what you and Dylan have."

After we went through the song a couple times, and got the background singing that I do done, which took a couple hours, we all went back to my house and hung out for a while.

Eventually Dylan, Cole, and Jackson left to go to Dylan and Cole's house at about 7, leaving Judy, Ally, and I in my room, talking.

After about 2 hours of sitting there, talking about the most random things, we all decided to go to bed, since we were planning on going to the beach tomorrow with Dylan, Cole, and Jackson because it was going to be warm.

We all went to sleep, and then awoke around 10:30 the next morning, on the top of my bed, with our arms spattered everywhere and drool coming out of our mouths. Believe me, it was NOT a pretty sight to be seeing.

We eventually got dressed, and did our hair, and all the normal things we normally do to go to the beach.

Ally was dressed in her bright blue bikini, with her hair up in a ponytail, still straight.

Judy had on her bright green bikini, and her hair was now straight and long, as it normally was, in a side ponytail.

I had on my new pale pink bikini, with my hair down to my forearms. It was crimped, as it sometimes was, and in pigtails off to the sides of my face.

We all headed out of the door, with jean shorts over our bikini bottoms as cover ups. We walked the 3 blocks over to Dylan and Cole's house to pick the guys up.

They were all ready to go, with their saggy swimming trunks and shirts hanging onto their bodies.

We all walked onto the white sandy beach, with the warm sun hitting our backs, as if to go in waves to us. We eventually got an umbrella to sit under, and chairs to sit in under it.

Judy and Cole eventually started a game of tag along the shore, and Dylan was talking to Jackson about teaching him how to play tennis, since Jackson plays tennis. So, Ally and I started talking.

"What's wrong? You look sad." I said to her, seeing sadness deep in her blue eyes. "I don't know. I mean, I've just been looking at you and Dylan and thinking about how I never had that." She responded, turning to look at me.

"Had what?" I asked, wondering what she must be talking about.

"The sparkle in your eyes when you look at each other. And the way you guys are together. You were like, made for each other. That's never happened for me, and I want it." She said back to me, making me think about what she was saying.

"Ally, I know. I know you haven't had that, and it's because you're confused about WHAT you WANT. I think I have a friend that would be what you want, and you might even have what Dylan and I have, but I can't guarantee it. Dylan and I are just that way with each other, and maybe we were made for each other, we can't know that for sure." I said, making sure she understood.

"So, who is this friend?" She asked, curiosity coming into her eyes. "His name is Mitchell. Musso. Mitchell Musso. You know, on Hannah Montana?" I said back to her.

"Yah, him. I know who he is; do you really think he would be good for ME? "She said, questioning my request. "I think he would." I said, with a special sparkle in my eye, and a big smile.