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Party Like a Rockstar

Chapter Three

Done Caring

After Jake dropped me off at my house, I went in the kitchen to get a snack for my study time. Dad still wasn't home and it was overly quiet here. I love having some quiet time, but this was too lonely. I couldn't wait until he came home!

My cell phone started vibrating on the counter, so I walked over to pick it up and looked at the caller ID; Jake. My heart skipped a beat. This had been happening ever since I met Jake in middle school and I loved the feeling. I picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Miles," Jake's smooth voice came on.

"Oh hey, what's up?" I asked.

"Nothing really."

"Oh... okay?" I was confused as to why he had called. We normally didn't talk on the phone too often.

"I just wanted to say thanks... for giving me another chance." Jake told me.

"No problem," I say easily. "I have to go do homework now though."

Jake did the lame couchnerdcough thing kids used to do in like fourth grade.

"Ha-ha very funny." I was smiling. "Bye Jake."

"Bye Miles," I hung up the phone and went to go study. After that I was pretty exhausted and went to bed early.

At lunch the next day I sat with Lilly, Oliver, Chris, Michael , and Jake.

"So what are you doing friday night?" I asked Jake, hoping we could hang out.

"Well... my old friend is having his seventh birthday party on Friday... and I was going to go." I could tell Jake was nervous about telling me his plans. Was he planning on breaking the promise? If I could be there, I'd know everything that was going on.

"I don't have to go though, you know?" He sounded disappointed.

"No! It's tally fine! Can I come with you?" I asked.

"Are you sure you want to?" Jake asked me.

"Yes. Positive." Jake grinned.

"Cool, I'll pick you up at nine on friday." I smiled back at Jake then got up to throw away the rest of my lunch. Jake caught up with me near the trash cans.

"Hey, I forgot to tell you something." He said to me.

"What is it?"

"I'm leaving in a half an hour to go shoot the last two episodes of season two, Zombie High. I'll be back on thursday." Today was tuesday, so he'd only be gone for like two days. That wasn't so bad.

I kissed Jake's cheek. "See you in two days." I smiled then went to my next class.

AT the end of the day on thursday I slammed my locker shut after putting away all my books. When I turned I realized someone was watching me with a bored expression on their face.

"Oliver?" I ask.

"Yes?" Oliver said with no expression in his voice.

"Whatsss up?" I asked him, knowing that he would have some kind of problem that he needed to tell me about.

"Well, since you asked... It's Lilly! She always has to rub it in that she's with Chris," Oliver wrinkled his nose in a disgusted way while saying Chris's name.

"Oliver, I don't think she's trying to bug you, she's just happy." I explained to him.

"Yeah- no. She's definitely rubbing it in." Oliver said confidently. I rolled my eyes while laughing.

"Oliver, don't ask for my help if your not going to take it." I chuckled.

"Well... I never technically asked for your help." He debated.

"Okay Ollie. I'm going home. Bye!" I patted his shoulder then brushed by him.

"Miley wait!" He whined,

"What?"

"Are you going to talk to Lilly for me?" He asked.

"Sure," I replied then walked off, I was pretty sure talking to Lilly wouldn't help much. She seemed pretty in love with Chris, but if it would make Oliver happy, I'd try,

The next day at lunch I got a table alone with Lilly so we could talk.

"So what'd you want to talk about Miles?"

"Well, it's about-" I stopped mid-sentence when I caught Lilly making goggly eyes with Chris from across the cafeteria.

"Lilly!" I waved my hand in front of her face.

"Oh! Sorry Miley... What were you saying?"

"It's just maybe when you and Chris are around Oliver, you don't have to be so well, lovey dovey." I tried to explain nicely. My plan didn't seem to work, because Lilly looked a tad offended.

"No offense, but what's this have to do with you?" She asked me. I was trying to do this without telling Lilly that Oliver wanted me to because he liked her, but I don't think that would work, and I didn't want to get in a fight with her.

"Lilly, Oliver wanted me to talk to you about it. He thinks your trying to rub it in that your in a relationship thats well... not with him." I said, hoping she'd take the hint. Lilly wasn't expecting this, and I could tell by the look of surprise on her face.

"So you're saying what, exactly?" She asked.

"He likes you, Lilly." I told her. "He has for quite a while now." I informed my friend.

"Well I wish I would have known this two months ago." She sighed, looking sad.

"Why?" I was confused.

"Umm, I started going out with Chris about two months ago... to get over my crush... on Oliver. And now it's too late." She looked so sad! I wished there was something I could do.

"Aw Lil, I'm sorry. I would have told you before if I knew you felt the same way! But maybe it will work someday." I smiled, trying to sound hopeful.

"Yeah, maybe." The lunch bell rang and I went to through the rest of my classes that day, antsy about tonight the whole time. I hadn't really got to talk to Jake at school today, but we could hang out tonight.

At 8:00 I slipped on my Free People white lacy tank top and dark wash jeans. I left my hair in it's laid back brown waves and put on some light brown eyeliner.

Jake picked me up at nine on the dot. Once we arrived at the party, I instantly regretted agreeing to come tonight. The party just started and it was already out of control.

"Come on, let's dance." Jake smiled at me then pulled me out on the dance floor. I let go and had a fun time dancing with him. We danced for a while. I was having fun, but Jake didn't seem like he was having as much fun as he did at the last party.

"I, uh... I'm going to the bathroom. Be right back." Jake said as he walked off to the bathroom. When he came back to dance with me, he seemed have loosened up and had more fun. We danced for about five more minutes when Jake said he had to go to the bathroom again. I was a little suspicious, didn't he just go? THis happened two more times. Maybe he had a bladder problem? I didn't think that was the case though.

"But Jake, you just went..." I said, but he was already off to the 'bathroom'. When he came back the last time, I leaned in to kiss his lips. Surely, his breathe tasted like alcohol. I groaned and shoved him away from me. I ran out the door and stood on the front lawn. It was storming out. Damn! Why'd he have to be so stupid?

After being outside for less than two minutes, Jake barged through the front door, stumbling outside. As he walked close to me, I backed away as far as possible. I did not want to be near him right now, at all.

"Get away from me, Jake." I yelled, my voice coming out surprisingly low. I hugged my shoulders. I was soaked and it the rain was freezing. Thankfully it was dark out, so no one could see through my soaking wet white tank top.

"What's wrong with you, Miley?" He asked, trying to act innocent.

"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. I know you do. So, how many have you had, Jake?" I questioned him, and by the look on his face he could tell I was angry.

"I don't know what your talking about," He still played dumb. God! If I could kill someone right now, it'd be Jake. The drunk, lying, not trust-worthy boyfriend standing in front of me. Make that Ex-boyfriend.

"Just stop Jake. I know your bathroom trips weren't just to the bathroom. You know, unless they installed a bar in the bathroom. In that case, it'd be your dream come true!" I said sarcastically. The sarcasm always seemed to come out when I was angry.

"Don't be like this Miles..." He pleaded.

"You don't get to call me Miles, and I'll be however I damn well want to be!" Jake just stared at his feet without saying a word.

"You lied! You broke the promise and you lied Jake! I trusted you!" I didn't like the way my voice came out; sad and hurt.

"I don't get why this means so much to you! Drinking isn't a big deal! You have to get over it!" He yelled at me. I hate that whenever it's my turn to get mad, Jake gets mad too! God, jerk!

"You want to know why it matters so much Jake?!" I screamed. I didn't care that there were people staring out the windows of the house at the scene. I was too angry to care. "My mom was killed by a drunk driver. See? I've already lost one person I cared about to drinking and I'm not going to do it again. So you know what? I'm done. I'm done caring about you!" I yelled at him as the tears fell down my cheeks. I had only told Lilly and Oliver about my mom, and this wasn't how I planned on telling Jake.

He moved closer to me and tried to rub my shoulder in a comforting way. I backed up as fast as possible.

"Miley... I'm sor-" He tried.

"Forget about it. I'm done with you." Jake watched as I walked away down the street. The tears were flowing freely down my face, but mixed in with the rain you couldn't even tell. I was a soaking mess.

I wasn't really sure where I was or where I was going, but if I really needed a ride I could always call Lilly or Oliver. Right now I just needed to be alone. Suddenly I found thoughts popping into my mind.

How's Jake going to get home? What if he gets hurt?

But I quickly pushed them away. I wasn't going to care about him anymore.

Thanks for the reviews for chapters one and two! They were great!

So there's chapter three. Hope you liked it. In like one day I am going on vacation for a week, and then straight from vacation I go to my dad's house. I don't see him often so I probably won't be using the computer there. FOR THE BET, if I don't post the sequel before I leave, it will definitely be up when I get back. It's called Back to Normal. Thanks for reading, and please review!

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SHERRIE.