Chapter 9: Start to an Awesome Friendship
At the end of the month, the house was almost empty, except for a few boxes that were momentarily going to be put into the moving trailer. All of the family was there, which was a lot of people considering that dad has eight brothers and sisters. The look on Luann's face was deadly when she found out that I was going to be a famous pop star. Well, at least I won't have to see her that often anymore.
Once everything was loaded into the moving trailer, which was connected to dad's pickup, and we said goodbye to everyone, we got into the truck. Dad was in the driver's seat, Jackson in shotgun, and me in the back. We got on the highway and began to drive cross-country. That's right: road trip.
I was listening to my mp3 player a lot of the time. Jackson, on the other hand, didn't bring anything. He was bothering dad so much that at one point, when we pulled over to a rest stop, dad got a marker and drew a face on Jackson's stomach.
"There, entertain yourself," dad said sarcastically.
Jackson, being Jackson, took it seriously and was talking to his 'belly buddy' for the rest of the trip. Lucky, I survived that annoying fiasco. When we pulled over to our new house, I was amazed. It was huge!
"I called the room with the beach overview!" I call.
"Not if I get there first!" Jackson called back. We opened our car doors and started racing to the house.
"Whoa! Slow down there kids," dad called to us. Jackson and me stopped and turned around. "I picked out your rooms already." After hearing that, Jackson and me groaned in unison. "Now don't start groaning, I think ya'll will like them."
Not feeling any better, we followed dad into the empty house and up the stairs. We went down the hall and dad opened the last door on the left.
"This is Miley's room," dad said.
The three of us walked into the empty room. Dad opened the closet doors and there was another set of doors, but theses doors had the initials HM on them. I quickly put two and two together and knew that HM stood for Hannah Montana. He opened the doors to show a colorful room full of awesome clothes. My mouth dropped open at the sight.
"So, what do you think?" dad questioned me. I snapped back into reality and ran into the large closet.
"Dad, this is amazing!" I exclaim while looking at all the clothes that were rotating on a rack. "How did you get all of this here?"
"A friend," dad said simply.
"Dad! Miley's got her own little mini mall in here! What about me?" Jackson complained.
"I thought you might've said something like that son," dad said. "Let's go to your new room."
Jackson and me followed dad to the room before mine. Inside the room was a large window with an overlook of the beach.
"This is the best room ever!" Jackson exclaimed. He ran over to the window and started drooling over some 'hot babes' playing beach volleyball.
"Alright, now that you've seen your rooms, let's unload the trailer," dad said.
After me and dad peeled Jackson away from the window, the three of us walked outside to the trailer. Dad opened the back of it to reveal all of the boxes and furniture. Jackson and dad grabbed some boxes and went inside the house. I grabbed one of the boxes labeled 'Miley's stuff,' which was conveniently one of the closest boxes. I headed to the house, but as soon as I stepped on to the sidewalk, I crashed into something.
Something. Scratch that: someone. It was a girl about my age; she had fallen also. She got up and then helped me up. She had straight, medium length, blonde hair, which she had a light blue hat over. She was wearing kaki shorts went up to her knees, a navy blue shirt and matching navy blue converse's high tops.
"I am so, so sorry! I couldn't see where I was going. My dog ate my contacts and I couldn't find my spares. My mom bought me a pair of glasses but they were hideous! Trust me; NEVER let your mother buy you glasses at a place that also sells tires. I don't think I've seen you around, have I? Well what do I know? I can barely see. Anyways, I'm Lillian Trescott, but I hate the name Lillian. I mean seriously, who names their child Lillian? It's such a stupid name! Unless it's your name, in that case, I'm so sorry… again. But hi! My friends call me Lilly," the girl named Lilly rambled. She then made an attempt to shake my hand, but instead, shook my wrist.
"Lilly!" a guy shouted while running over to us. "I found your spare contacts." He came panting over to us and handed Lilly her contacts. He had ear length chocolate-brown hair. He was wearing long jeans with a red polo shirt. He had a white polo shirt under it with the ends of the shirt sleeves rolled on top of the red polo shirt, same thing with the shirt collar. Definitely a unique style.
Once the guy caught his breath, he looked around. "I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed. "She's been crashing into people all day." He picked up my box from the ground and handed it to me. "It looks like you just moved here. I'm Oliver Oken, but the ladies call me Smoken Oken," he said with a grin which made me feel uncomfortable. Once Lilly had applied on her contacts, she grabbed Oliver's shirt collar and pulled him away from me.
"Sorry about that," she said. "He hits on all the girls."
I laughed. "I'm Miley Stewart."
"Ooo, Miley! That's a great name, much better than Lillian," Lilly said. "So Miley, what school are you going to go to?"
"I think my dad said… Seaview Middle," I said thinking off the top of my head.
"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!" Lilly screeched. "We go to Seaview!!!" She started jumping up and down excited.
"Lilly! Calm. Down," Oliver said. He grabbed a hold of her shoulders to make her stop. I laughed as Oliver tried to calm her down. I knew that it was a start to an awesome friendship.
A/N: Hey guys! I wrote this chapter ASAP. I'm lovin the reviews; you guys are awesome! I had fun typing this chapter, though I'm pretty sure it was the last one in the past. Anyways, I'm not sure if the next chapter will be up too, too soon, but it'll be up some time this week (hopefully.)
There's a link on my profile (if you guys are interested) to a Jiley picture my friend Lemonfaced drew. It's awesome!