Hi everyone! I got to leave school today early as it was raining like monsoon season here in South Yorkshire, England and our school was collapsing ( ok I exaggerate but the whole place was leaking!) so instead of slaving away in boring lessons I wrote this instead D

Hold you all enjoy!

Chapter 3

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Lilly POV

"Sup Jackson sup." I said to him all calm and collected … well ok I lie my legs were shaking and I'm sure I blushed. Curse my blonde hair, the redness of my cheeks probably stood out more! From now on I'm going around full time as Lola with a paper bag over my head.

He looked at me weirdly.

I quickly regained my dignity and saw he was carrying a box full of calculators, "Math's." I pointed to it dumbly.

"It's that little thing to do with numbers." He looked like he was explaining it to Oliver.

"I know." I pretended to swat an imaginary fly just to have something else to look at.

"What class are you skipping then?" he asked me taking a look around the silent (and can I add deserted) corridor.

He was talking to me! He was actually talking to me!

I tried to act all cool and impressive, looking like I did this all the time, "Health class."

"Let me guess, Mr. Vomit bag is showing the video?"Jackson shuddered, thought about it a bit more then shuddered again.

"Maybe." I had to remain mysterious as so many magazines had pointed out it was always better to be aloof so he wanted to know more about you. I also remembered something else out of a magazine and began to twist a lock of my long blonde hair around my finger girlishly. Curse it! I was meant for skateboards and fist punches.

"You coming to ours after school?" he asked, not noticing my very 'in your face' hair twirling.

"Maybe." I repeated. Man was this not going good.

"Ok." He frowned and hoisted up the box of calculators.

I was suddenly all the more nervous and I was so focused on thinking of a great 'wow' worthy conversation opener I hadn't noticed the hair I was still twirling get caught on one of my sleeve buttons.

Oh No!

I tugged it inconspicuously looking at him with a smile. He smiled confusedly back and gave a little head shake.

Stupid hair, why wouldn't it come out? I tugged harder as soon as he looked away (it looked like someone was opening a door further down the corridor)

With a final pull it tore a chunk of my hair out, I overbalanced, crashed into an unsuspecting Jackson who dropped the box of calculators in surprise and we went tumbling to the ground with a crash.

My first reaction was to crawl into the nearest locker and die.

My second reaction was to scream OW as something quite heavy was crushing me.

My third reaction was to crawl into the locker and die a second time as I then managed to see it was Jackson who was laid on top of me.

"Miss Truscott, Mr. Stewart?" a very strict sounding voice said.

I groaned. This was so not good.

Miley POV

I came out of the classroom a nervous wreck, even macho ego-boy had a red face and Oliver … well he was just quivering like my old gerbil did when Jackson's grubby face looked at him though the cage.

"Never again!" Oliver gulped, "Am I watching that."

I gave a giggle just happy to be out in the open air (well as open as air can get in a corridor) I swear I was going completely nutty as I could have sworn Jake Ryan was looking at me all lesson. I had wondered vaguely what he wanted to talk to me about and with a look of horror realized the time had come.

"Earth to Miley?" Oliver waved a hand in front of my face and I jumped back in alarm.

"You look jumpy." He observed.

"Jake Ryan wants to talk to me." I whispered trying to hide behind Oliver.

Was it my imagination or did he just tense up?

"G-go talk to him then." He said casually.

"I don't know what he's going to say!" I snapped, "It could be anything."

"Probably asking you to lend him a pen so he can sign another picture of his stupid big head …" Oliver muttered.

"What was that?" I asked scanning the crowd. The people here are animals. You either see jocks throwing a football down the corridor to each other, cheerleaders parting the crowd with there wannabe model walks and all the rest of use trying to avoid all of that to just make it alive to our next lesson.

"Nothing." Oliver muttered.

"Should I go talk to him?" I asked nervously, "He seemed like he had something important to tell me, should I go?"

"I don't know!" Oliver burst out angrily.

Woah.

"Sorry." He apologized, "It's been a long day."

I can understand that. Half my life seemed to have gone by in the last couple of hours. But somehow I got the feeling Oliver wasn't telling me something but I could hardly get into that right now when Jake Ryan wanted to tell me something.

"Miley?" I heard him shout.

He beckoned to me and I asked Oliver for reassurance through my eyes.

What is wrong with that boy, he seems so distracted.

I just gave him a nudge to bring him back to reality and wandered off over to the zombie slayer.

"Hey." He smiled.

"You wanted to talk to me?" I asked casually. Be breezy I told myself and flicked my hair back but then coughed when it went in my mouth. Way to go Miles.

He tucked my hair behind my ears for me and we both just froze.

Here comes the heat! And now it looks like the butterflies have found a place to go crazy.

"I- err I'm." he stuttered, his face burning. It was just a relief to know I wasn't the only one experiencing these feelings. He just shook his head and regained his cocky personality.

"How about me and you take a walk?" he asked me.

"Sure." I nodded my throat dry and we walked together to the doors.

I was too caught up to notice a pair of jealous eyes watching my every step.

Jake POV

She was walking so close beside me our arms were almost touching. Was it just me who realized that? I looked at her for confirmation but she was just staring directly ahead. Yep it was just me.

I don't even know what I'm going to say, it was a spur of the moment thing to ask to see if I could talk to her in health, speaking of which was downright disgusting.

I had to break the silence somehow.

"You wouldn't believe what happened to me on set the other day …"

Ok I was having a conversation with my dream girl and she was actually listening! Like she cared! I could have picked up that janitors brush and done a whole extravagant happy dance. But guys don't do that so I pushed that out of my mind immediately.

Wow! I was surprised how easy it was to talk to her, I'm sure we just clicked. Sure I had all of these feelings for her but I had always admired from a distance and just the incredible fact we were just boy and girl walking down a corridor babbling nonsense was worth more to me than I could have ever told her.

Actually I was going to tell her so I better get preparing.

Oliver POV

I watched her walk away with a heavy heart. That zombie slayer was purposefully standing really close to her so she had no choice but to almost bang shoulders with him.

They did kind of look cute together though … blonde and brown hair together, him taller than her, both attractive ( well I'm assuming he was attractive…)

What was I thinking! I have a Jekyll and Hyde side!

This is it; I am going to find someone else to fall for even if it means asking out Amber or Ashley.

Miley was a sister! A sister! A very beautiful sister! Oh my God I need help.

Jake POV

I turned to look at her as we finally stopped outside, "Miley." I began confidently, "I know you probably think I'm an ego maniacal jerk with a big head and with the way I've been acting I would definitely agree with you b-but well it's not the real me."

She looked at me as though urging me to go on. Well she wasn't running yet.

"The truth is I … well … I." I cursed. I was an actor, I was meant to have a way with words!

"I want to tell you that I … like you." I finished with my fingers crossed. I hadn't done much atmosphere setting but it was as good as it got.

"You like me?" she looked at me puzzled.

"Really like you." I actually admitted. It felt great to get rid of the knot in my stomach." Miley I have for a long time and at first it started out as a harmless crush just because you weren't falling all over me but now … I just want you." I added pathetically. "I-I'm." I took a deep breath, "I love you."

Miley POV

"Say what!" I gasped.

He loved me. Woah whoa whoa unexpected much? I got up this morning, brushed my hair, did my teeth, slapped Jackson around the head with a bread roll, my usual routine to come to school and prepare myself for another boring day.

My life was an overnight soap opera!

I looked around quickly expecting to see Ashton Kutcher behind a bush with a hidden camera.

Ok so there was no Ashton but there was some kind of trick being played.

"I'm serious." Jake said to me as though seeing through my astonishment.

"Hold up!" I held up a hand and he suddenly looked disappointed, defeated, upset, crushed and heartbroken all at the same time.

I was dealing with some serious emotions here. Think fast!

"Jake I-I wow." I said dumbly. At least with the Hannah wig I had an excuse for incoherent sentences.

"It's cool." He gave a reluctant smile, "You don't feel the same, I'm sorry for dumping this on you-"

"Jake!" I stopped him mid-flow. My heart was pounding; I wish it would hush up so I could get my head around some thoughts.

He sort of looked at me, looked like he was contemplating something then... Was he… no … oh but he was … yep he definitely was.

Oh crap he was!

His lips met mine. Oh wow! Maybe I loved him too! The sensations his lips created were realistic enough. I felt him pull me closer, his hands snaking around my waist, holding me tight and protectively while I in return ran my hands through his soft, golden hair making him groan against my mouth.

Well this wasn't planned but then again I wasn't complaining.

This went on for a few seconds more until his tongue pushed defiantly against my lips and with my heart pounding opened for him, making me moan.

One of his hands ran through my curly hair, sending a shiver along my spine just making him pull me so close I was crushed up against him.

I kind of needed to breathe though. I pulled back shocked at my own actions and met his eyes which I noticed for the first time was hazel.

"I love you." He whispered rubbing my back. I was about to say something back but he engaged me in another tongue wrestle and I was glad we were alone.

"Mr. Ryan, Miss Stewart?" I spoke too soon.

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Mwwahahahahahaa sorry about the evil laugh: P

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