First Author's Note: Wow only 2 chapters left after this!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or any characters/actors associated with said show. (But I'd sure love to have personal access to Mitchel Musso!)
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TUESDAY pt. 2:
The late bell hadn't rang yet and Mr. Corelli still hadn't come in the classroom, so everyone was talking amongst themselves and nobody was in their assigned seats. Lilly, who was standing next to Miley as opposed to in her seat, suddenly remarked, "Wow, its pretty cold in this classroom." She accentuated her words with a shiver. "Mr. Corelli needs to turn up the heat." Oliver and Miley laughed at her statement.
"Lilly," Miley said between laughs, "don't ever say that again, it sounds so wrong." Lilly looked mildly put out that her two best friends were having a joke at her expense. "But," Miley continued, all traces of laughter cut from her voice, "you are right. It is really cold in here." She too shivered, "I wish I had brought a jacket." Almost immediately Oliver unzipped his own jacket and placed it over Miley's shoulders.
"Here, you can wear mine." Miley looked up at him.
"Aww that's so sweet thanks, Oliver." She slipped it on and it was—of course—too big for her, the sleeves completely covered her hands, but she didn't mind at all. Lilly looked outraged.
"What is this?! I said I was cold first! Miley said that after me, and yet you let her wear your jacket!? Oh I see how it is. Well I guess I'll just go to my seat...alone...with none of my friends with me...and I'll be cold...because nobody wanted to lend me a jacket...cold...alone...! This is where you're supposed to have fallen for my over dramatic guilt trip! Guys?"
For once, Miley didn't fall for her dramatics; she was too busy gazing at Oliver (again!) and he at her, (again!) Lilly muttered to herself. "See the sacrifices I make for my friends? Psshh this had better not keep happening once I get them together...if they aren't already." Just then Mr. Corelli walked in and everyone scrambled to get to their seats. As soon as the class was situated, he began to drone on about Algebra II, something nobody wanted to hear.
Hey Miley, what was with you and Oliver still holding hands before? Are you guys going together now?
Lilly passed the note up to Miley. Oliver saw her out of the corner of his eye and wondered what was going on. He saw Miley blush at whatever was in the note, and instantly his curiosity was sparked. Miley hastily scribbled something to Lilly and passed the note back.
I don't really know. It was odd because we had no reason to be, but it was comforting. He didn't comment on it, so neither did I. No Lils, we aren't 'going together' that'd be hecka awesome if we were though. I really do like him. But...
Lilly smirked and after writing something passed it back.
But what?
Miley's reply was instantaneous.
I don't think he likes me. To him I'm probably just his best friend who happens to be a female.
Haha, you're joking right? You must be; after what's he's already done this week—and it's only Tuesday!
What? Telling me I look beautiful without makeup, buying me lunch, letting me wear his jacket and giving me a flower? Yeah, but he would do that for you too. Right?
You can't be seriously thinking that.
Well...
Miley—he'd be more likely to tell me that I need more makeup as opposed to less. He would buy me lunch only if I threatened him and you saw that he'd rather give you his jacket—wait, what's this about a flower?!
Nothing.
Liar! I guess I could just ask Oliver to tell me.
Instead of passing the note back, Lilly turned to Oliver and pretended that she was going to get his attention. From out of the corner of her eye, she saw Miley frantically mouthing 'NO!' Pausing right before tapping him on the shoulder, Lilly retreated and wrote something else on the note before passing it back to Miley.
Then you tell me.
Fine, I'll tell you at lunch. But you have to promise not to go crazy in defending your theory of him liking me.
I'll try, but no promises.
Just as Lilly passed the note to Miley, another folded piece of paper landed on her desk; it was from Oliver.
Lilly! This is really boring; I'm surprised I haven't fallen asleep yet. What are you and Miley talking about?
Oh nothing, she's just confessing her love for Jake Ryan.
WHAT?!
Just kidding! Wow that was hilarious; you should have seen your face, it was priceless.
Not funny.
No you're right, it wasn't funny...it was hilarious! Note terminated.
Lilly didn't pass the note back to Oliver quite yet, she waited to get the one note back from Miley.
What's Oliver saying?
Oh nothing, he's just confessing his love for Becca Weller.
WHAT?!
J/K. Haha, I got you there.
That was not nice.
No but it was pretty funny. You should have seen your face! The little green monster named 'Jealousy' was definitely visible.
Lilly passed a note back to Oliver, thinking it was the one he'd started, but it wasn't, it was the one she and Miley had been passing back and forth. He began to unfold it, not realizing he had the wrong note yet. Lilly tapped Miley on the shoulder, she looked back and Lilly pointed at Oliver who was closer to unfolding their note.
What could Miley and Lilly to do to make sure that Oliver didn't read their note? It was obvious in the note that Miley liked Oliver...if he read it, her secret would be out. Then he could either like her and everything would be perfect; or he could not see her as more than a friend and then their relationship would be awkward and weird. That was the last thing in the world Miley wanted, so she was pretty desperate for him to not read that note.
Lilly motioned for her to hurry up and do something. Miley took a deep breath and hissed at Oliver to get his attention.
"Oliver! Oliver!"
He turned around looking slightly annoyed, but when he saw it was Miley his face brightened a bit. "Yeah?"
"You have the wrong note. That's the one Lilly and I have been passing. Can you give it back to me?" She begged as quietly as she could. If Mr. Corelli heard, then both notes would probably be read out loud; at least that's what happened with Amber and Ashley last week.
"Sure, I'll just—wait a minute," The boy narrowed his eyes. "Why do you not want me to read the note? We're all friends right, so what does it matter?"
Miley's eyes widened as she struggled for a plausible excuse. "It's just, it's...stuff. Believe me, you don't want to know." She held her breath, hoping that her lame excuse worked. She could see the wheels in his brain turning and wondered what he was thinking. Miley gave it one last try. "If you care about me at all, then please—I'm begging you—don't read that note!"
Oliver thought about it for a moment and sheepishly passed the note back to Lilly who gave Oliver's actual note back to him. Miley smiled in gratitude. "Thanks Oliver. Believe me you're better off not knowing what's in the note. You'd never be able to look at anything or anyone the same way again." She looked pointedly at Lilly when as she heavily emphasized the sentence.
"You're lucky I love you so much, Miles; otherwise I probably would have read the note." Oliver said, and looked surprised at the bold words that came out of his mouth. Miley gaped at his statement and Lilly grinned from ear-to-ear.
"Y-y-you love me?" Miley asked a quaver in her voice. Oliver's mind frantically searched for a way to backtrack. Sure he did love her, but this was not how she was supposed to find out.
"Oh yeah, of course I do, as a friend, a best friend." He smiled weakly at her before turning back towards the front of the room to make an effort to listen to Mr. Corelli. Lilly could not believe it! Why were her friends so insistent on being blind to the fact that they both like each other, and so stubborn to actually do anything about it? Lilly furiously added to the note what seemed like a novel to Miley, before finally passing it back.
In reply to the completely over-emphasized sentence, yes, he'd look at you as his 'significant other' not simply as a friend. Oh and another thing, if it was me who asked for him not to read it, he probably would have anyway. We're like siblings. I would have been the older sister and he would have been the annoying younger brother reading my diary. But because it was you, he respected your privacy. And do I even need to remind you of the: 'you're lucky I love you so much, Miles.'?
He said as a friend Lilly, a FRIEND. Did you not hear that?
He only said that because...well I don't know why, he's retarded, but I know for certain he loves you as more than a friend. If the way he loves you is like a friend, then I must be an enemy.
I'm taking notes. Don't disturb me.
Whatever; why can't you just admit I'm right? Don't forget to tell me about the flower at lunch! Note terminated.
The rest of the class went by in an uninteresting blur; math was the last thing that anyone wanted to focus on: especially Miley, Lilly and Oliver. It was now lunchtime, and Oliver was getting his food from the line; Miley didn't want to seem obsessive over him giving her a rose, so she had waited until he was gone to tell Lilly about it.
"He gave you a red rose?" Lilly squealed. "Are you serious? How sweet! Do you know what that means?" Miley shook her head. "A single red rose means that he loves you! Hmm I think he should have given you a yellow rose with a red tip which means friendship and falling in love. Ooh or even better, a coral rose!! That means desire."
"Lilly, stop it! It doesn't mean anything. It was just a really sweet gesture. There were roses, he knew that those were my favorite flower so he got one for me...and cut the thorns off the bottom."
"He did WHAT?" Lilly gaped incredulously at this new revelation.
"Shh Lilly be quiet!"
"That proves it. I think that now you have all the evidence you need: the makeup comment, your lunch, the rose, the jacket, the handholding and now the whole note scene! Come on, Miley; if it was me that needed lunch—as I have said before—he wouldn't go voluntarily, and him giving me a rose?! Completely delusional! Today I did say I was cold first but he gives you his jacket. Miley, he likes you."
"Lilly, you promised not to go crazy on me." Miley growled in a warning tone.
"I said I'd try but fine, just answer me this: were there other colors of roses?"
"Yes, there was a dark pink rose bush too."
"A-hah! Dark pink ones mean thank you. He does like you, and based on what he said in math, he probably loves you. I don't know why you are refusing to see that!"
Oliver came up to them, his tray in hand. "Refusing to see what?"
"Nothing!" They both said simultaneously. Oliver rolled his eyes at his two friends and began to eat, choosing to ignore their suspicious behavior.
"Hey you guys!" Miley exclaimed. "I almost forgot; do you guys want to have our movie night tomorrow night? I have Hannah things all this weekend starting on Friday." At the mention of the word 'Friday' she shot Lilly a significant look.
"Sounds great to me, my parents are out of town anyway, so count me in!" Oliver said.
"Yeah, I'm sure it'll be fine." Lilly declared easily, "It's not like we aren't at your house all the time anyway. I just have to ask my mom."
"Cool! So just be over at my house at around 7pm with all of your stuff; and in the morning we can take you all to school." Miley instructed.
"Awesome." Oliver chimed in.
"I can't wait." Lilly exclaimed, barely containing the excitement in her voice. She had what was—in her mind—the most brilliant plan ever to get Miley and Oliver finally together. Miley got her proof ten times over, (even if she refused to buy it) and Lilly knew for sure that they both had a thing for each other, now it was just a matter of actually getting them together. If her idea worked, then they'd be a couple, but if it didn't then their friendship would be ruined. But what are the chances of that happening?
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Second Author's Note: Wow, longest chapter thus far and easily the hardest one to write! Please review! No flames, but constructive criticism is welcome!!