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A/N: I am so happy with all the positive feedback that I've decided to make this into a short story. Please read and review, and tell me what you think, and to all the people that have reviewed, you guys rock.

I sat on the bus seat, looking out the window at the world that was before me. The bus past by streets and blocks of houses; all of which were varied from being Malibu mansions, to little beach condos. Cars sped by in the opposite direction. In the cars were people were eager to get to their jobs on time, or mothers and fathers trying to drop their kids off at school. Miley sat in the seat in front of me. She kneeled on the seat, and waved her hands in my face to get my attention.

"Oliver. Oliver? Oliver!" she yelled. I snapped my attention away from the window.

"Yea Miles?" I asked. Her face looked slightly angry, as if she was trying to get my attention for a while.

"Do you have anything planned for after school? 'Cause if not, maybe you, me and Lily could head down to the beach or something." I looked back out at the window. Why couldn't it just be the two of us? I understood that Lily was one of my best friends too, but I just wanted some time alone with Miley.

"So what do you say Oliver?" she waited patiently for my answer.

"Yea Miles. That'd be cool." I said while still looking out the window. When I turned my head back to her, she had already sat back down. It's not like there's ever going to be a possibility she'd like me back the same way, so I guess that the only thing left to do was to let my feelings for her go. But it was so hard to let it go. I let out a sigh, and remained quiet until we reached the front of our school. The bus came to a halt, and kids started standing up. I waited until the whole front of the bus was emptied, and stood up.

"Hey, move it Oken!" said a rough voice. I felt someone push me aside. It was Johnny. I leaned over to one side until he got off along with his friends. It was funny that you could even call them his "friends." They only hung out with him because they wanted the popularity. They wanted to know what it was like to be basking in the light that the jocks got. I continued to walk to the front of the bus. Miley was standing in the front seat; maybe she was waiting for me.

"Don't worry about him Oliver, he's just trying to make a name for himself." She said, putting her hand on my shoulder. How I never wanted her hand to let go of me, but once she stepped onto the first step down from the bus, she let go, and hurried over to Lily who was eagerly waiting for us by the front door. I walked there slowly. Miley and Lily were already exchanging 'Hello's' and plans for the rest of the day. Lily turned around and smiled.

"Hey Oliver!" She said while waving. I smiled and sent a little wave back.

"So Oliver, we're gona meet at my house after school. Okay?" Miley said it in a way that was more of a statement than a question. I nodded in response, trailing closely behind the chattering pair. When we got into the school, all three of us parted our ways, and to out lockers. Of course Miley's was far from mine. Lily's was close to mine. In fact her locker was only four lockers down from where mine was. She smiled at me before turning the dial on her locker to open it. I knew from Miley, that she has some feelings for me. Feelings like I had for Miley.

Flashback:

"Oliver, you know that Lily likes you right?" Miley said.

We were sitting along the ocean. The sunset light Miley's face. It made her even more beautiful if ever possible. Her hair turned into a light brown color; almost the color of milk chocolate. Her eyes were a pale, pale blue color. No one was there, except me and her.

"Really?" I asked. I didn't want to know the answer. It could make things different. Different between me and Lily. It could change things, for the worse. Plus, I only thought of her as a friend. Not like what she wanted for us to become.

"Yea. A lot. I'm really not supposed to be telling you this, but I thought that you should know."

"Miles, I don't feel the same way for her. She's my best friend. It'd be kinda weird if anything happened between me and her. You know?" I said while still looking into her deep beautiful eyes.

"Then we won't tell her anything about this conversation will we? It never happened." She asked. Her head turned away and her eyes focused on the ocean. The waves crashed against the shore, and rushed up the sand to our feet. The water flowed back into the ocean, and the process repeated itself.

"What conversation?" I asked keeping my word. Miley smiled, and it was the best feeling to me, making her smile. I grinned.

"Exactly." She replied. She stood up, and dusted the back of her skirt off. She reached out her arms, and helped me up from the ground.

End of flashback

If only it was Miley that felt that way about me instead of Lily; if only things were different. I returned my attention to the dial on my locker. I turned the dial, to fifty-two, four, and fifty-three. It clocked open, and the door swung open. I retrieved the books I needed for the first part of my day, and put it into my backpack. I closed the door, and turned the knob until it clicked.

"Ready Lily?" I asked while walking up to her.

"Yea, let's go. Miley should already be waiting for us." She answered, and we started walking in the direction of Miley's locker.

If only it was Miley who felt that way, if only…

A/N: Okay, so I didn't think that, that chapter was as good as my first chapter, but please read, and review. I really care about what you, my lovely wonderful reader, think!