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A/N: Thanks Yous everyone for reading and reviewing. It really means to the world to me that you do review after reading. Even if it's a flame, I still do consider it to be constrictive criticism, so please review because I wanna know if people are still reading this. Any way, here is chapter number three. :D
The halls were bustling with people trying to get to their classes on time, and people just standing in the halls taking up space. They were talking in their little cliques in circles, which prevented anyone from passing by. Along with those people were teachers discussing lesson plans, students, and their personal lives; like their children, their spouses, and other events.
"Move people!" Lilly yelled at a group of girls who blocked a hallway that was both necessary to get to Miley's locker, and homeroom. The girls turned around and gave her an 'I-Don't-Think-So' look. Lily dropped her jaw.
"Well excuse me!" She complained, and pushed her way through the crowd despite the looks she was given. I just followed behind her, giving 'I'm sorry' looks to people that I happened to push or shove.
"Whew! They should classify walking through middle school halls an Olympic sport!" Lily commented. I let out a chuckle.
"And you'd be expecting to win?" I asked. Miley's locker was around the corner. As we rounded, I saw Miley already talking to someone. He was slightly taller than her, and had spiked blonde hair. Who's he?
"Oliver, hello? Anybody in there?" Lily asked. She knocked on my head with her clenched fist.
"Oww! Hey, that hurts." I said while rubbing my forehead.
"Well you weren't listening to me, so I had to get your attention some how." Lily answered with her arms crossed across her chest. I showed a confused look. Seriously, who is this guy? He looks new…
"Sorry, just got a little side tracked." I spoke. My voice slowly trailed off when I heard Miley's laugh. I looked to where she was. Her locker was open, and she had some books in her hands. The unknown stranger was still there, talking to Miley. I felt something slightly. It wasn't something external, but perhaps just another hormone rage. But I rethought it. Am I jealous that Miley's talking to him? No, no. I can't be. After-all, I'm letting it go. Yea I'm letting my feelings for her go. Why is this so hard? Oliver, nothing's ever going to happen between you and Miley. Remember that. So just forget i—
"Hey Lily, Oliver. What took you guys so long?" Miley interrupted my thoughts.
"There was this huge crowd in the middle of some hallway, and they wouldn't let us through. I mean it's called walking and talking! Move already!" Lily started exaggerating by throwing her arms in the air. I realized that by the time, the guy that was standing with Miley, already left. He was walking in the opposite direction, towards the corner. I felt a poke on my shoulder.
"What is up with you today? You're so out of it." Lily said while continuing to poke me.
"Yea, is anything wrong?" Miley's eyes showed a slight bit of concern. For a moment it made me feel like she actually cared about me as more than a friend, but my insane theories were interrupted once again.
"Maybe you should go to the nurse." Lily put the back of her hand to my forehead.
"No I'm fine guys. Really. I think it's just that I woke up really early this morning and I couldn't get back to sleep; and I'm kinda tired right now. That's all." I reached up to grab Lily's wrist, and pulled her hand off my head. For some reason she blushed, and turned away.
"Sorry..." She muttered.
"It's okay." I replied.
"So, you're sure you're okay Oliver?" Miley asked. She took my wrist, and looked at my eyes. My wrist tingled a bit. I didn't want her to let go, and yet I knew she had to eventually. Wait, no! I'm not supposed to be thinking about her like that.
"Yea Miles." I said while nodding. "I'm fine. Really." The first bell before class rang, and the three of us started walking towards Mr. Corelli's class. Miley still gripped my hand with hers. I looked down at where our hands were joined. Miley pulled away. Wait, why did she pull away like that, instead of letting go? No, it couldn't be.
"So," Lily started to break the silence. "What do you guys wanna do later on? Just go to the beach? Or do you guys wanna head over to Rico's?"
"I don't know. What do you think Miles?" I turned to face her. She seemed distant. I lifted my hand, and poked her on her arm.
"Oh, I don't care. Anything's fine with me." She looked back over at Lily and I. Lilly nodded.
"Okay, well I don't know either, so we'll decide on it when we get there then." Lily said. I nodded.
"Sounds good." I nodded. The room where our class was supposed to be was dark. The lights were shut off, and the door was closed.
"Where's Mr. Corelli? Shouldn't he be here by now?" Miley stated. She looked around the hall for the teacher. He was no where to be found.
"Yea. Maybe he's in the teacher's lounge and lost track of time or something." Lily shrugged.
"Probably." I agreed. I glanced around the hall, and saw him walking towards the classroom with a box of cookies.
"Hello class, sorry I'm late. There was a huge line at the bakery. I mean the store was packed!" He shuffled though his pants pocket, and took out his keys. Mr. Corelli went through his large amount of keys, and found the one that he needed. She slid the key into the lock of the door, and with a click, the door opened. Lily went inside the room, and flipped on the lights. Mr. Corelli stepped into the room after her, and them Miley followed leaving me to be that last of the trio to enter the room.
"So, what did you get Mr. Corelli? Anything interesting?" Lilly tried to peek into the box that the teacher was holding.
"Get your paws off Ms. Truscott. These goods are intended for me." The teacher snapped. Lily pouted, and made her way over to her seat. Mr. Corelli placed the box on his desk, and put his other bags on the desk chair.
I sat down at my desk, and slid my backpack down my shoulder. Miley took her usual seat, which was in front of me, and turned around.
"So why did you wake up so early this morning? Doesn't your mom usually have to wake you up like ten times before you actually wake up?" She tapped her fingertips on the top on my desk, making little patting noises. Oh great, I'm busted. What am I gona say? I can't tell her what I was thinking about.
"Uhh..." I couldn't think of anything to say.
"Did you have another bad dream about the evil mirror again?" Lily hopped over a chair, and kneeled on the floor next to my desk. Thank you Lily! I nodded. Okay, so what if I had a dream about an evil mirror? What can I say? Some mirrors are very scary. Especially the ones with razor sharp fangs and scary teeth. Fine, it was one nightmare, but hey, at least it came in handy.
"Oliver, what did I tell you? There are no such things as evil mirrors with telepathy and sharp teeth." Miley took her hand, and moved my head so I was facing her. "Just ignore them." I nodded, as the bell rang again. I noticed that everyone was already in their seats, even Lily who was just next to me a few seconds ago. Miley turned around to the front of the class where Mr. Corelli was.
"Good …Morning class." He uttered in between bites of possibly something from the box.
"Good morning Mr. Corelli." The class greeted with not much enthusiasm. I looked at Miley, or rather the back of her head. Whew, that was close. I let out a sigh. What can I do to get over you?
A/N: Okay people, that was chapter three right there. Please read and review! It would be very nice, and being nice is good. :D