Thanks for all of the reviews, guys! I appreciate it. And some people commented about the Atlantis Hotel. I just got back from there about two weeks ago and I fell in love with it. So, thats basically where my inspiration for this story began. And, there really is a teen night club, I'm not making it up! Aha. I might add some changes to the way it actually looked though. I stayed in the Beach Towers. For those who've been there, where'd you stay? Aha. Being nosy, sorry. Any who, on with the story!

"I SAID" Oliver screamed over the extremely loud music. He's screamed the same thing over about four times already, and every time Lilly asked 'what?' It was beginning to annoy him, and he wondered if Lilly was even paying attention to him or not. "DO. YOU. WANT. A. DRINK." The squint in her eyes she had earlier from her confusion dissapeared and she smiled.

"Ohh." She exclaimed, finally understanding Oliver's question. She nodded, "Yeah, that'd be great! Thanks." She smiled at Oliver and he smiled back as he turned around towards the bar area. Well, it looked like a bar anyways. All they served was Coke and Sprite and other non-alcoholic drinks. It was average size, and it was a deep purple color with blue trimming. The blue trimming lit up, and the adults working there looked like it was the last place they wanted to be. Lilly let out a small laugh. It must suck to wait on all these kids, she thought.

She looked around the area, it was highly decorated with flashing lights and very vibrant colors. The atmosphere was care-free and the place was packed with other teens. She could barely make out anyones face, the place wasn't very bright other then the flashing lights and the occasional strobe light that would go on every twenty minutes. People were jumping up and down and dancing like crazy. She wanted to get out there, but instead just leaned back onto wall and waited for Oliver to bring her her drink.

"Hey!" She heard a voice call out from beside her. She turned, reaching her hand out for her drink with a smile. But surprisingly, the person didn't hand her a drink, just looked down at her hand in confusion. It deffinately wasn't Oliver. It was boy, about a foot taller then she was. He had sandy blond hair that was just a tad bit shorter than Oliver's, pearly white teeth, tanned skin from being in the sun, and he was very fit. Lilly didn't know what to say, so she just stood there looking embarrassed. How was it possible that a guy who looked like that was talking to her? She couldn't believe it.

"I uh," She started, giggling nervously, trying to cover up her embarrassing moment. "I thought you were my friend. He's getting us drinks, sorry." She said, shrugging and smiling, still a bit embarrassed.

The boy just laughed, not to be rude or anything, just to get the tension out the air. "It's alright. I'm Peter." He said, flashing her a gorgeous smile and extending his hand. Lilly reached for his and looked into his bright blue eyes dreamily. For what felt like ten whole minutes, she stopped shaking his hand and blushed. Man, she embarrassed herself again!

"I'm Lilly." She said, flashing him a smile. She quickly concealed it, thinking her smile was deffinately not as great as his was and that he might not like it. She thought that when this was over, she was getting some whitening strips.

"Lilly, nice" He said, still smiling at her. She wished right then and there she could just whip out her digital camera and take a picture of him. She wanted to show Miley. "So, you wanna dance?" He asked reaching out to her.

She wanted to, badly. But she couldn't just leave Oliver. She wondered what was taking him so long. Maybe he found a girl or something. Either way, it was rude. "Uh, well, I'm kind of waiting for my friend." She said, looking down and shuffling her feet. She didn't want to disappoint Peter. He was way too good looking to be disappointed.

"This friend." Peter started, "Isn't your boyfriend, right?" He asked, a smirk on his face. Lilly's heart jumped. Does this mean he liked her? She was over joyed. There were a million pretty girls there and he picked her.

"N-no!" Lilly stumbled, trying to contain her excitement. "No." She said more sternly. "He's my best friend. That's all."

"Good." Peter said, smiling and winking at her flirtatiously. She almost died right then and there. "So you-" He started, quickly cut off my another voice.

"Hey, sorry I took so long. The guy at the bar was a total jerk!" Oliver complained, handing Lilly a Sierra Mist. It was her favorite drink. He knew her too well.

She smiled, "Thanks, Oliver." She returned her attention back to Peter. He didn't look uncomfortable or anything. Just eager. "Oh, Oliver. This is Peter." She said, taking a sip of her drink.

Peter smiled and reached to shake Oliver's hand, "Hey, man." Oliver didn't budge, just gave him a tooth-less smile and nodded. Peter raised his eyebrows and lowered his hand. Now he was looking pretty uncomfortable. "So, uh, Lilly. You still wanna dance?" He asked, not as confident this time. Lilly though it was weird to see a boy so intimidated by Oliver. It rarely ever happened back at home.

"Yeah, one sec." She smiled at him and he took a step back, waiting for her. "Oliver." She said, glaring at him. "Why didn't you just shake his hand? It's not that hard."

Oliver motioned his head back and fourth slowly, playing with the straw in his drink. "He doesn't strike me as a nice guy. Theres something weird about him."

Lilly sighed and rolled her eyes, "Oliver. You just met him. And he seems perfectly nice!" Lilly argued back, folding her arms. Why did he care so much?

"Yeah, Lilly. You also just met him. How do you know he's so nice?" Oliver said, raising his eyebrows and giving Lilly a look that said 'I just made a huge point'.

Lilly groaned. "Why do you care? And anyways, I'm just dancing with him, jeez."

"Whatever." Oliver mumbled, looking down into his drink, not making eye contact with her.

"Come on, Peter." She said, turning around and grabbing the boy's hand. She looked back at Oliver, who still focused intently on his Coke. Why was he acting like this? She saw a pretty brunette girl walk over to him and then saw Oliver shake his head as if saying 'no'. Lilly furrowed her eyebrows. Since when does Oliver turn down a pretty girl? Weird. A very upbeat song came on, and the strobe lights started. Lilly started jumping up and down with Peter, her hair going everywhere. It would have been fun, if her mind wasn't focused on Oliver so the whole time.

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Meanwhile, Miley was having a rough time at rehearsal. Her song, "Life's what you make it" was blaring through the speakers and she was running around the stage, singing into the the misc and dancing the moves her choreographer, Geo, had taught her. "No, no, no, NO!" Geo yelled from his seat. "You don't jump on MAKE IT. You jump on ROCK!" He said, shaking his head. "Hannah, my darling, what is wrong tonight? You usually do so well."

Miley groaned and plopped down on the stage. "Sorry, Geo. I guess I'm just not that into tonight." She sighed, tracing the outline of the floor with her finger.

"Not that into it?" Geo asked slowly. Miley could tell he was frustrated. He put his hands on his head and shook it. "How can you not be into it? You are a superstar, my dear. You're always supposed to be into it!"

She looked up from the floor to see a red-faced Geo. That wasn't a good sign. "I'm sorry. Can I get a break?" She asked.

"Sure, sure, why not. Like we were going anywhere anyways." Geo said impatiently. "Diva." He mumbled, shaking his head and taking a sip of his water.

"Miles, whats going out there?" Her father, Robbie Ray asked her with a concerned looked. "You've done this a million times. You don't got stage fright again, do ya?"

"No, dad." Miley answered, annoyed. "I have done this a million times. So, tell me why I have to practice for it. Especially with Geo." She said with a groan and crossed her arms. "It isn't fair! Lilly and Oliver are probably having a great time. And I'm stuck here!"

"Ah, Miles. I'm sorry. But, we need everything to be perfect. You don't wanna let your fans down, do ya, bud?" He asked, now with his arm around Miley, comforting her.

Miley sighed in defeated. "No.."

"Alright, then. Go out there and be great. Just like I know you are!" He smiled, patting her back.

She smiled and rolled her eyes playfully. "Thanks, Dad." She said before giving a hug and walking back onto the stage. As she walked out she was surprised to see smiling Geo. Well, he was more like smirking. Miley got a little nervous, thinking maybe he had something evil up his sleeves.

"In 'Nobody's Perfect' are you prepared to do a backhand spring?" He asked, still smirking, but obviously trying to contain his laughter.

"I can't do a back hand spring!" Miley shouted. She was getting nervous now. Was he serious?

"Calm, calm." He said, putting his hands out in front of him as an attempt to calm her down. "I'm joking, see?" He said, pointing to the smile on his face. Miley let out a sigh of relief. "But um, yes, a boy is here. Says he knows you. I don't know. He's over there. Make it quick, we have work to do!"

A boy? Miley thought. Who could it be? Better not be an obsessed fan. She cautiously walked over to the area of the arena where Geo had pointed. She looked around and didn't see anybody. She shrugged. Weird. Right before turning around she saw a flash of blond hair and immediately recognized him. "JAKE!" She yelled, running to him and giving him a huge hug. "What are you doing here?" She asked, a smile plastered across her face.

He smiled, returning her hug. "I heard you were doing a show here, well, 'Hannah' was doing a show." He said 'Hannah' with a wink. Miley laughed. "And I come here every summer. I thought it would cool to see you."

"Yeah, it is. Ah, Jake, it's so good to see you!" Miley exclaimed, smiling, and embracing him in another hug.

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Ah, so do you think it was a good idea to add Jake into this story? I think majority rules, and if most you guys want Jake out of the picture, I'll write him out of the story. But, if you like him, he stays! Oh, btw, I made up 'Geo' He isn't Miley's real choreographer or anything. Oh, and if you're wondering, this is after when Miley broke up with Jake. Obviously, because he knows she's Hannah. Aha. REVIEWWWW .. please :)