Miley, Oliver and Lilly were walking down the beach. Miley was holding Oliver's hand, Oliver's other hand, was round her shoulders.

"Hey! Miley!" a voice yelled.

All three of them span round in unison, like they were one person. It was Laurence Heron, a guy from Miley's French class. Oliver held Miley's hand tight in his. Oliver hated this guy, ever since he had asked Miley out during the summer. But luckily, she was going out with Jake then, so refused.

"What dya want?" Miley frowned impatiently.

"Hey, I heard you were single again, wanna go out next weekend?" Laurence grinned.

Miley was about to speak, but Oliver beat her to it.

"No. Actually, she's going out with me at the moment." he snarled, giving Laurence a 'back off' look.

"Yeah. Sorry Laurence." Miley nodded.

'Sorry?' What was Miley thinking? Would she have gone out with him given the chance? Did she really regret it? Oliver's heart started thumping in rage. Just to give Laurence even more reasons to go away, he grabbed Miley's shoulders and pulled her into a deep kiss.

Laurence was horrified. Lilly was shocked to, but she didn't run off like Laurence did.

Finally, Oliver broke away. 'That got rid of him.' he thought smugly.

Miley gave him a traumatised look. Was he to sudden? She looked like she could have slapped him.

"Oliver!" Miley yelped. Punching his arm.

"I'm sorry!" Oliver groaned.

"You should be! You scared him off!" Lilly snapped.

"Why does it matter?!" Oliver asked openly.

"Lilly likes him!" Miley hissed. "She was gonna ask him out! And you just go ahead and make him feel unwelcome! She'll never get him on a date!"

Lilly was looking a bit miserable.

"Sorry Lils." Oliver grimaced.

Lilly just shrugged.

They had walked on a bit now, about a half mile from Miley's house. Miley was lecturing Oliver, and Lilly was having a tantrum because her feet hurt.

"Oliver, you don't have to be that protective. Just a little will do." Miley added.

"Alright. I just wanna make it clear, I'm not Smoken Oken anymore." he smiled.

"You are. To me." Miley whispered. Oliver heard. He started twirling her hair around his finger.

"Aw.. how sweet. Let's stop the soppy stuff k? I'm hungry." Lilly moaned.

Miley and Oliver seemed to have shut their ears. Suddenly, they were kissing again.

Lilly hit her head with her hand. She did the only thing a good friend could do, when she was hungry and bored.

She snuck up behind them, and pushed hard. They both fell into the sand.

"LILLY!" Miley shrieked, brushing the sand off her skirt.

"Let's gooooooooooooooo!" Lilly said in her most annoying voice.

"ALRIGHT! WE GET IT!" Oliver yelled at her.

They charged down the beach, like four year olds at the sight of cake or ice cream, or um... (im running out of stuff) well anyways, they charged down the beach.

LOL. I wrote that in a hurry. I want to finish this, i dont know how to though. Maybe um... two more chapters? three? four?

VOTE:

A. TWO CHAPTERS (cos im dead boring)

B. THREE CHAPTERS (cos im ok at writing)

C. FOUR CHAPTERS (cos im the best)