AN: This is a Liley story. Don't like, don't read. Rated M for safety.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or its characters. Story originally by Sophi20.

Chapter 5

Last chapter…

When they broke apart, Miley rolled Lilly over so that she was underneath Miley.

"Now it's your turn," Miley said seductively. And so round two began.

…

Miley woke up in a cold sweat. "Oh My Gosh. I can't believe I had that dream yet again, but this time it seemed a heck of a lot more real," she muttered to herself.

Getting out of bed, she headed to the bathroom, washed her face with cold water and then got dressed. She put on skinny jeans, a brown belt, and a mint green spaghetti strap shirt with a baby pink long-sleeve shirt over it, left unbuttoned. She put her hair in curls and took a portion of her hair up with a little white bow. She put on star earrings, followed by pink eye shadow and peach pink color lip gloss.

Once done she went to the kitchen and ate some breakfast.

"Hey, Miley. How are you today?"

"Ok daddy."

"Good. Now I hope that you don't get into more trouble."

"Don't worry daddy, I won't. Oh and remember since today is my first day of detention, I will come home around five or so."

"Ok. You sure you don't want me to pick you up?"

"Dad, I do own a car and I drive," Miley said, picking up her book bag and opening the door to leave.

"All right. Drive carefully, darlin'."

"Yes daddy." With that Miley left for school in her blue '95 mustang. It had been her dad's until he bought himself a new one for her birthday, the logic of which she didn't completely understand. But he did fix it up before giving it to her. It now had a GPS, a DVD/CD Player, and a new motor. She loved it, but thought it was kind of dumb on her father's part, since buying her a new car would have been cheaper. But she didn't have to pay for it, so who was she to complain.

When Miley got to school, she saw that Lilly had just arrived as well. As Miley walked up to the school, she saw Lilly go the other way to the building next door. She thought that was odd, but she let it go and continued on to her locker. There were still twenty minutes before the first bell would ring.

Around five minutes later she went straight to the Art classroom and sat on the floor outside with her book bag on her lap. It held her books for the next two periods. Soon she saw Lilly coming to open her classroom.

As she walked up she said, "Hey Miley. What are you doing here so early? Not that I mind, I like company, but you're usually with your friends," Lilly finished with a smile, opening the door and letting Miley in.

"Well, you're right, normally I do, but I was... well… I don't know, Ms. Truscott. Lately I feel like I don't really have any friends. You know?" she replied with a thick southern accent. Miley sat down at her usual table, laying her head down on her book bag with her arms crossed underneath her chin.

Lily smiled weakly at the girl and decided to go sit next to her. Propping her head up with her left hand, she used her right hand to make Miley look at her.

"Miley, listen to me. You do have friends who care about you. I mean, Sarah seems like a good girl, just like you, and what happened between you and Mikayla will blow over. You see, the same thing happened between my best friend and me when I was in college. The only difference is that I was Mikayla, and after Molly was born she forgave me."

Miley looked at her dumbfounded. "You mean to tell me that Molly's dad was your best friend's boyfriend and you stole him from her?"

"Well, yes and no. You see they were only dating, but one night he came over to my dorm and we kind of got drunk and … well… You get the rest right?" Lilly asked, blushing at the memory and the fact that she was sharing something so personal with a student. "Anyway, it was definitely not right to do. But I can't regret it either, since it gave me Molly, and she means the world to me. We got married after I was two months pregnant with her."

"Wow," was all Miley could say. Then she said, "Ms. Truscott, why are you telling me this?"

"Because, Miley, sometimes things happen for a reason. Perhaps the reason here was to keep you from giving yourself to him only to find out he was cheating. I am not saying that it was right for me or Mikayla to do it, but that is life, Miley. You just have to keep moving. You know that girl who was my best friend? Well, she's my best friend again, and also happens to be my boss. Small world, right? But please don't say anything."

"You mean Principal Gilbert is your best friend?"

"How do you think I got this job? I'm not saying I'm not saying I didn't apply and get interviewed or that she didn't interview others, but once she found out Oliver died, she decided to help me out. Not only did I get this job, but I rent the house I live in from her."

"Double wow. You're right, it is a small world. But wait, you said she forgave you once Molly was born. How come and doesn't she have a four-year-old?"

"Okay, hold up there. That's her deal, her life, and I'm not going to tell you everything. But she forgave me once Molly was born because of that four-year-old, who was only two at the time. My point is, Miley, that you'll live, and if it's meant for you to still be best friends, you will. More than likely you will, since a friendship that old does not go away easily." With a little squeeze of Miley's shoulder and small smile she left the table to prepare for the class. A short time later, the third bell rang and the kids started to come inside.

Miley just stared at her teacher, still trying to process everything. Soon she decided to let it go for now and just continue on with her day as best she could. Feeling a little bit better about her situation, she realized that Mrs. Truscott was probably right. Things do happen for a reason, and she would have regretted being so intimate with Jake if she then found out he was cheating on her.

"Okay, class. Today we have a pop quiz." Everyone groaned except for Miley and Sarah. They knew this was coming without having to be told.

"Now, now settle down. You didn't let me finish. Since it's your first pop quiz, you'll be able to use what you wrote on Wednesday this time," she said while handing them two pieces of paper.

"All you have to do is copy what you already have and then try to explain it in your own words underneath each of the terms and answers. See, easy as pie. Now begin, and no talking or copying from the person next to you," she said and winked at her students.

They all chuckled and Miley winked back at her, then she started to work on her quiz. With a smile on her face, she had to admit that Ms. Truscott was the coolest teacher ever, and the prettiest, too. Molly just added extra appeal to her, for some reason that she could not explain.

Once everyone was done with the quiz, Lilly then proceeded to tell them that they had to think of a modern way to paint one of their favorite pieces of art. Not that they would copy it in any way, they would just do something similar but in a way that it would be done now-a-days. Or at least appeal to the minds of this generation.

"For this project, I'll give you two weeks. It can actually be kind of difficult to pick something you really like, and then make it your own but with a modern twist. I know you're wondering how you can take a classic and change it, since it is a classic for a reason. Well, I asked myself that same question in college when my art teacher asked us to do it. So I am going to tell you what she told us. You have an interpretation in your mind of any given piece of art, so in reality that is what you're going to create. Paint what that painting says, does, feels, and means to you. I also want you to write a brief essay explaining it to me."

Jason raised his hand.

"Yes, Jason?"

"Um, do you need us to explain the actual art work or our piece?"

"Good question. I want you guys to explain the piece you create and why you see it as such compared to the actual original. I also want a copy of the original with the one you guys make."

Miley raised her hand.

"Yes, Miley?"

"So now what do we do?"

"Well, I am going to hand out four books I have brought so you can all see different pieces of work and pick from them. You'll each write the name of the one you choose, and you can go make a copy of it in the library or look for it on the internet. Either way, I want a copy with your work. Plus, you'll need it for reference as you do your own version of it." With that she took out her books and placed them on her desk, instructing them to pick out one book. They all shared and, surprisingly enough, Mikayla actually sat next to Miley. They shared the same book since something from it caught Mikayla's interest. Miley decided that maybe Ms. Truscott was right, but she was still hurt nonetheless.

"Hey, Miles," Mikayla interrupted Miley while she was flipping through some of the pages.

"Yeah?" Miley responded, continuing to look through the book.

"Miley, I'm sorry about what happened with Jake. Truth be told, he made a pass at me and I pushed him back. But then you thought I did it on purpose and I got angry. I'm sorry. I should have told you the truth, which is that I never did anything with him."

Miley raised her head and looked at her best friend. "Why didn't you tell me this before? I mean we all got in trouble and it looked to me like you guys were really mushy with each other."

"I told you I was mad at you. Don't you remember, during lunch I was going to talk to you, but instead you started bitching at me for something I didn't do. I was going to tell you that Jake was cheating on you, trying with me and actually doing it with Ashley and Cecilia. I slapped him in the face after I shoved him. Miles, we have been best friends since we were born, practically. I would never do something to hurt you like that. Well, I did hurt you by continuing with it, but you know what I mean."

Miley looked at Mikayla and could tell she was being honest, and now that she thought about it she remembered recently seeing Ashley and Jake in a not so friendly hug.

"Yeah, I guess your right Mik. I should have let you speak before I ate you up, I'm sorry."

"Um, Miles? You should have phrased that better," the shorter girl said, trying to contain a smile.

"Huh?" Miley asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Before I ate you up," Mikayla whispered in Miley's ear.

"Oh God, Mik." She started laughing hard along with Mikayla.

Miley looked at Lilly for a second while Mikayla was still laughing hard. Lilly smiled at her and winked. Miley smiled back and continued to talk with Mikayla.

Original AN by Sophi20: Ok this chapter is done. I hope you guys are not mad at me for tricking you into believing that Lilly and Miley had actually hooked up so fast. But I wanted to mess with you. Also, I actually wanted to have a longer dream sequence with Miley. I gave you a hint in that chapter, actually a huge hint. The song that Miley sang is called Dream sung by Miley Cyrus in the Hannah Montana Movie.

AN: Wow, sorry for the long delay. Things kind of got away from me. I've never gone this long between updates in a story I was posting. I'll try to do better. If I don't get another chapter done before then, then have a Merry Christmas. Thanks for the reading. Review if you feel like it.