Well, another update. I can't believe I got so many reviews! And each one wasn't mean, nasty, or...not nice. Thanks you guys.

First, I'm sorry for the...short wait. Well, yeah, it wasn't a long wait.

And, I decided to change the name of the movie that Hannah and Drew are going to be in. It's going to be called, "Prince Ryan" Lame, isn't it?

Here we go, Chapter 3.

Secrets Are Supposed To Stay Secret
Chapter 3: Something Up My Sleeve

"She fainted?" Oliver asked. He and Lilly were hanging out at Oliver's room. Lilly had told Oliver how Miley reacted when she found out she was gonna do a movie with the guy she hated most. Oliver's reaction was just the same as Miley's.

"Fainted. And when she got up, she went mad. Mad, very mad." Lilly said.

Oliver sighed and slumped onto the bed, He cried to the ceiling. "Why? Why does she hate me?"

"Well, technically she hates Drew Evans." Lilly pointed out.

"Not helping!" Oliver said.

"Oliver, maybe's now a good time to tell Miley your secret." Lilly suggested. "Maybe Hannah and Drew will get along."

"No, Lilly." Oliver said, getting up and pacing the room. "It's just too complicated."

"Oliver, come on! She'll stop being mad at you and then Drew and Hannah will be friends. Oliver, do this for your fans, Hannah's fans, and the movie. Please." Lilly pleaded. Her hands were folded together. "Don't make me get on the ground and beg."

"Lilly, be quiet. I'm thinking."

"Oliver..."

"Lilly, can you just shut your mouth for one minute, just one minute." Oliver said, his voice sounded tired, but it was very strict sounding. Lilly nodded and looked at her feet.

Oliver looked at her with pity in his eyes, "I'm sorry, Lilly. But you know how Miley is. She's so, stubborn." He sat down on the bed with Lilly and put his hand around her shoulder. "Just, keep this one secret a secret. For me? Your best friend since pre-school. Please, Lilly?"

Lilly nodded, "Ok," She whispered. "But you have to promise me one thing."

"What's that?"

"Get your hand of my shoulder." She brushed Oliver's hand of her shoulder and laughed. Oliver laughed along with her.

"Come on, let's go downstairs. I'm starving." Oliver headed for the door. Lilly laughed and followed him, "Is that all you care about? Food?"

"I care about drinks too!" Oliver called back. Lilly laughed again and raced him down the stairs.

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Lilly and Oliver watched Miley pick out clothes to wear to the script reading of the new movie. It was a beautiful day in Malibu, and the three of them were stuck in a closet. Lilly was lying in a chair, staring at the ceiling, nearing dreamland. Oliver was sitting on the Clothing Carosel, looking bored to death. His stomach was rumbling too.

"Miiiiiiiley," Oliver whined. "Can we please go to the beach, or at least downstairs? I'm staaaaaaaaarving."

"You're always hungry, boy. Obviously you don't know the importance of clothes. Right, Lilly?" Miley looked at Lilly, waiting for an answer.

"Actually, Miley, I'm gonna have to agree with Oliver on this one. It's a great day, and were stuck in a closet. Not exactly my idea of fun." Lilly said.

"You guys are such party poopers!" Miley exclaimed.

"What party?" Oliver and Lilly said in unison.

"Never mind. Fine, we'll go the beach, but we have to go to the mall after."

"YES! FREEDOM!!" Oliver cried. He raced out of the closet and down the stairs.

"What a boy. Strange, strange boy. Right Lilly?" Miley said. She turned around. Lilly wasn't there. Then she heard the squeals of her friend's voice going down the stairs, "FREEEEEEEDOM!!!"

"What am I going to do with these children?" Miley shook her head, and walked down the stairs.

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At the beach, the trio sat at Rico's and sipped smoothies. The weather was perfect. The smell of ocean air was lingering. Miley sighed and sat back with a smile on her face.

Lilly sipped and then said, "You seem happy. I thought you were upset about doing a movie with Drew."

Oliver perked up, "Let me guess. You finally decided to come to your senses and stop hating Drew." Oliver winked at Lilly.

"Oh, no, nothing like that." Miley said. "It's just that, I'm gonna totally destroy Drew Evans, and he's gonna wish he never knew Hannah Montana."

Oliver spit out a shower of smoothie he had sipped. He coughed and sputtered out, "W-what?"

Lilly handed Oliver a napkin and he wiped his face and stared at Miley with a fury in his eyes. But the fury died down, "I mean," he said, "What'd you mean by that?"

Miley smiled evily, "Let's just say I have something up my sleeve." She laughed a Rico-evil-laugh, making people stare.

Lilly looked at Oliver with eyes that said, 'Tell her now, or Drew Evans turns into hamburger.'

Oliver shook his head. He couldn't tell Miley, just yet.

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Hannah Montana sat back in her limo and looked out the tinted window. Her mind was trying to figure out why Lola didn't want to come along to the script reading. She wasn't sick, she didn't have family over, and she didn't have any dates. Why would Lola miss out on a chance to visit a movie set? Hannah shrugged. Lola was a strange girl. She'd probably scare the people there, or better yet, Drew Evans.

The limo pulled into the set of the movie. Hannah waited for the door to open before stepping out. She walked into the set and found the director. He seemed to be around his late forties.

"Hello, Ms. Montana. I'm George McIntosh. I'm the director of 'Prince Ryan'. How are you?"

"I'm fine, thank you," Hannah said. She put on a smile, a smile that won over many hearts of teenage boys.

"Aha, aren't you a sweet young lady. Perfect for the role of young Julie. Everyone is here except for the prince, Mr. Evans. So we'll eait for him and then we'll start the reading.." George said. "In the meantime, go ahead and help yourself to some food."

Hannah nodded, and took a seat at the long narrow table, where the script reading would take place.She picked at the table cloth and waited.

Typical that Drew Evans is late. Being a diva making all of us wait for him. Hannah thought. She sighed and waited.

After 10 minutes, Drew Evans showed up, along with a friend. She had long blonde hair and wore a lot of makeup. Hannah thought she looked familiar. Her mind was just about to tell her who the girl looked like, but the director had started talking.

"Now that Mr. Evans has arrived, we will start the script reading." He announced. Drew took his seat next to Hannah. Hannah groaned, and turned away from him. She looked around for Drew's friend. She was nowhere to be seen.

"Okay, we'll start with the narrator..."

Hannah sighed and flipped through the long script. She read through some random pages, and came across a very interesting passage.

"Prince Ryan: (kisses Julie) How's that?
Julie: Much better (kisses Ryan) "

Hannah gagged. She was gonna have to kiss him?!

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-Pwnguin