Thanx 4 all the reviews, u guys were amazing that! Am i really that good of a writer?! haha. here's ch. 28:

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT: Amber, Ashley, and Becca?

Oliver's POV:

I stepped out of my sister's car onto the school grounds. I saw little sixth and seventh graders racing towards the door. Taking a deep breath I headed in the same direction. I was ready for anything...everything but what actually happened. Which was...nothing. Miley and Lilly greeted me at the door, as usual, we went to our lockers, and as usual people had me open their lockers. Lilly was acting weird, she had her arms crossed the entire time, and she barely said a word. And she looked weird too.

She was wearing a baggy red sweatshirt, that went down to the knees of her gray sweatpants. Not that I was trying to be mean, but I kept thinking: Lilly has more fasion sence than that. Miley didn't seem to notice, or else she didn't say anything. As I was lost in my thoughts, I turned around to see Amber and Ashley staring at me.

"Why haven't you guys told?" I asked suspiciously (SP).

"Well, we were going to but-"

"We had a better idea." they said in unison. "ooh, tss."

"What's the idea?" I asked, wishing they would get to the point.

"You know Becca Weller?" Ashely asked, a mischevious glint in her eye.

"Yah..."

"Well, she's one of our close friends, and for some reason..." Amber said.

"She's fallen for you." They said, once again at the same time. "Ooh, tss."

"Sooo..."

"Go out with her instead of Lilly--" Ashley started.

"And we'll forget the Mikayla thing." Amber cut in.

"Hey, I was talking!" Ashley whined.

"Sorry."

"I forgive you, hugs?"

"Hugs!" They embraced.

"Guys..."

"Oh, right. You're still here." Amber said.

"We'll even erase the pictures we took." Ashley added.

"Sooo..." Amber asked.

I didn't know what to do.

"It looks like you and Lilly are at odds anyway." Amber said.

"Fine, but you have to delete the pictures, NOW." I gave in.

Both girls took out their phones and deleted the photos.

"Good luck with Becca. Ooh, tss." They walked away, leaving me to my thoughts. The bell rang shortly after, and the hall filled with students. I already missed my first class? I thought. My next class was math. With Lilly. Great.

She sat down across from me, but only stared at the desk I took out my notebook, ripped out a page and wrote:

What's wrong?

I folded it and passed it to her. She unfolded it, read it, and sighed. She wrote something and passed it back to me.

Nothing.

I sighed. What was I going to write? The classic: we need to talk? That's too obvious...and lame, but...

OLIVER: Lilly, we need to talk.

LILLY: Tell me what's on your mind.

OLIVER: We might need...

LILLY: A break?

OLIVER: Yes. You want to?

LILLY: I think that's what we need, what I need.

I sighed. I thought Lilly loved me. Oh, well. At least she felt the same way I did, and didn't cry. Maybe she will later...oh, Lilly!

OLIVER: So, we're still friends, right?

LILLY: Sure.

Second period ended and third period gym began.

"Welcome, class." Our evil gym teacher, Ms. BlueGrass (A/N: It was Matt's idea, don't blame me!!) said. "We get to experience the wonderful social advantages of dance today."

"Huh?" I asked.

"We're starting dance, duh." Miley told him. The class erupted in a loud groan.

"Thank you, Ms. Stewart. Okay, stand up everyone and follow my directions." Ms. BlueGrass took us through an easy one-step dance, and then numbered us off.

Luckily I got pared with Miley, unluckily (A/N: If that's a word!) Becca was next in line to dance with me. The teacher turned on country music and Miley and I got into "social position". Where my right hand went on her waist, and my left hand held hers. It was almost as awkward as when we hugged that day she told me her other identity.

"Lilly's gonna be jealous." She whispered to me.

"Not really."

"Why, did you two break up?"

I nodded.

"Oh." The rest of the dance was silent.

"Move to your next partner." I gulped as I moved next to Becca.

"Hi, Oliver." She batted her eyelashes flirtatiously, when something hit me.

What if Becca didn't like me, and Amber and Ashley just wanted to get a kick out of my humiliation? But, I already made a deal. On the other hand, the incriminating (SP) pictures of me had been erased...unless they already copied them, for future use. Yep, there's no way out.

"Becca, will you go out with me?" WHOA! Where in the hell did those words come from?!

"Sure." She smiled. Ugh, what have I gotten myself into? The bell rang.

"Call me!" She said as she ran out the door with the rest of the gratefull-to-stop-dancing students.

"So...you dumped Lilly to go out with Becca?" Miley asked, her curiosity peaked.

"Yes...no. No. Maybe. It's a long story, okay?" I practically ripped Miley's head off, but if she were in my position she probably would have done the same thing.

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