Lilly groaned slightly as she came to the end of the small stack of mail. Bills, bills. More bills. Every day she'd either gone out to get the mail or grab it from the kitchen, sifting through the pile in high hopes of getting a letter from Miley. No such luck, though.

Now here she was, standing at the end of her driveway in a white cami and Powerpuff Girls pajama shorts. Her long hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and there was nothing protecting her feet from the heat of the pavement. She slammed the small door to the mailbox shut forcefully. She was upset that she hadn't heard from Miley- after all, she was supposed to be her best friend! Except for Oliver, of course, but he lived right across the street! Miley was in Europe, and some of her departing words had been that she'd keep in touch. Now, had she been keeping in touch? Absolutely not.

Not only was she upset, but now she was just downright angry. Miley SAID she'd write. Lilly knew that being a world famous popstar might make your life quite busy, but it wouldn't talk more than five minutes of Miley's precious time to jot down a quick postcard and put it in the mail.

"Morning, Lill-AY!" Oliver called cheerfully, closing his front door and walking out into the bright sunshine. He wasn't yet dressed either, but he'd seen Lilly outside and decide to go ahead and come out.

Usually that adorable alteration of her name never failed to make Lilly smile. Well, there was a first time for everything.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Oliver asked as he neared her in his also-bare feet. He already could tell that something was wrong. Lilly shook her head.

"Nothing, I'm fine." Oliver raised his eyebrows. "Then howcome you come out here every day to check your mail, spend like five hours going through it, and then get mad at the mailbox for some reason?"

Lilly's mouth fell open slightly. She just looked at him. Oliver tried to focus on trying to get Lilly to talk out her problems, but he was briefly taken aback by her ability to look this gorgeous even after she'd obviously woken up under half an hour ago. She wasn't wearing any makeup, her hair wasn't brushed, and she was in her pajamas. Alas, to Oliver she was beautiful. Focus, you idiot! "Come on, Lil."

Lilly tore her blue eyes away from his brown ones and let the flit around the yard, to the ground, the sky. "I don't know...just."

She paused, and thought. She hated showing weakness, period. Especially in front of Oliver. But she cracked when her eyes seemed to magnetize to his. "Miley said she'd write! It's been all this time and I haven't had any letters! Not even a postcard!" She refrained from aiming a kick at the post of the mailbox. "Have YOU heard from her?"

Oliver opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, searching for the right words to say. The truth was, he'd recieved several letters from Miley. But he knew Lilly would only be more upset if she found out about that. He opened is mouth again to say no, but Lilly cut right across him.

"She has been writing to you!" Oliver shook his head vigorously, but Lilly was determined. Oliver knew it was no use telling her that he hadn't recieved word from Miley.

"Why would she write to you and not me? Not that she wouldn't right to you or anything, because you're her best friend also, but-!" Lilly turned deliberately away from him as her eyes proceeded to fill with hot tears. Her voice faded out, and she tried to muffle a sniffle. She was not going to cry. She was not.

Oliver didn't argue. He didn't have any idea why Miley wasn't writing to Lilly. Was it possible that they'd just gotten lost in the mail? No. Oliver and Lilly lived right across the street from eachother. If letters could make it to Oliver's house, they could most definitely make it to Lilly's.

When all else fails, give Lilly a hug. That was Oliver's ultimate solution.

"I don't know why Miley wouldn't write to you, Lilly, but don't worry about it. We don't need her to have fun, remember?" He paused, thinking of that conversation they'd had several days ago. "Besides, there's the fourth of July block party tonight. That'll be fun."

After a couple moments of silence, Lilly agreed in a small voice. "Yeah. Yeah, it will."