A/N: OMG! How long has it been?! Like... what, 6 months? Doesn't matter, cause I'm BAAAACK! That means... update! Yay update!
Thank you so much for your reviews. I was expecting to reach 200 before I updated again, but obviously that didn't happen. That's okay, I'll probably reach that amount by the end of this week.
And noooowww, Chapter... what chapter is this? 15. Chapter 15!
Secrets Are Supposed To Stay Secret
Chapter 15: Perfectly As Planned
A white hooded figure in sunglasses slinked through the sea of high school students, heading toward the room of the evil Ms. Kunkle. But he wasn't afraid of the teacher. He was afraid of the students. Now that Drew Evans's identity had been revealed the world, Oliver Oken was an unsafe man. His father suggested a bodyguard, but the only available ones were total creeps. One had tried to sniff Drew's hair. His parents refused to home school him with only a month of school left. So here he was, looking like a hunchbacked ghost trying to keep undercover.
Finally, he thought when he reached the classroom. He slid down into his seat and waited. A tap jabbed into his shoulder. He quickly turned around and found Lilly with a smug smile.
"What?!" he whispered hoarsely.
"Why didn't you return my call? I have something to tell you!" Lilly said lecturingly.
"Well, I'm sorry, but it's kinda hard to return important calls when you have over 50 messages in your answering machine!" Oliver whispered hoarsely again.
"Okay, understood, but why are you whispering?"
He looked around worriedly and said, "I don't want anyone to recognize me."
"Well, that's gonna be a little hard, considering you're sitting in your seat." Lilly said.
"Shut up! Now, what did you want to tell me?"
Lilly opened her mouth to speak, but the bell rang and silenced her voice, "I'll tell you later."
Oliver turned to face the front. Lilly quickly looked behind her and found Miley's desk empty.
"Okay class," Mrs. Kunkle began, "Today we will be talking about -- Mr. Oken, please remove your hood and sunglasses."
Olive groaned while sliding his hood off his head and slowly removed his sunglasses. Whispers erupted through the classroom.
"Class! Quiet! Thank you, Mr. Oken. Now we will continue with our lesson."
Three Hours Later
The whispers around her were clear. Miley's plan had gone perfectly as planned.
And Lilly despised it.
Everyone around her was trying to comfort her of her so called "depression". "Oh Lilly, it's just horrible! How could Oliver be cheating on you for Miley? You must feel horrible, just horrible. If you need a shoulder to cry on, I'll be there." "Hey Lilly! I heard about Drew. I'll kick his ass for ya if ya want." "OMG YOU WERE DATING DREW EVANS?! ... OLIVER?! You are soooo lucky... except for the cheating on you part. That's horrible. Say, you don't have Drew's number, now that Drew's like... girlfriend-less?"
"SHUT UP, JUST PLEASE SHUT UP," Lilly shouted. The comforts were immediately silenced. She got up to find Oliver. They had to straighten this out before it got worse.
Oliver was found in the Library with his head behind a book. Lilly approached him and said, "We need to talk."
"Talk about what?"
"SHHHH!"
"Everyone thinks I'm heartbroken and in need of a shoulder to cry on. No one will leave me alone!"
"You think that's bad?" Oliver asked. "I have people avoiding me, and jocks trying to stuff me in lockers for cheating on you. I also have nerds asking for Hannah Montana's number."
"You know this isn't our fault," Lilly said.
"Yes. I know. Now, didn't you have something to tell me?"
"Right!"
"SHHHHH!"
Lilly lowered her voice and said, "I ripped off Miley's wig while she was on stage."
"YOU WHAT?!"
"That's it, you're out of here." The librarian pointed towards the door. With a groan, they walked out.
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The doorbell rang once again at the Stewart family household. Miley groaned and laid her head back onto the pillow.
This is stupid Lilly's fault.
Miley shook her head.
No it isn't, stupid. It's your own fault. You ripped off Oliver's wig. You risked your identity. Did you seriously think you were gonna get away with revealing Drew Evans without revealing Hannah Montana? Didn't think so.
Beeps filled Miley's head. Her cellphone was ringing. The caller ID read, "Lilly"
Don't yell at her. Whatever you do, don't yell at her.
"Hello?"
"Miley, we need to talk."
"You can say that again."
"Rico's? Ten minutes?"
"Ditto. I'll be there." Miley said, and hung up.
Now... to get to Rico's... without being seen...
A/N: And there's the end to the chapter. Again, I'm really sorry for not updating in a long time.
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