I'm SO sorry. I know I usually update faster then this, but, with school starting and soccer and horseback riding, my time is being taken up. I'm sorry to say that this pace of writing is how it's probably going to be from now on. I wish it wasn't, but it's hard to make time. I'll write any chance I get, though!

So, anyways, this chapter is a lot different then the rest. I'm not too proud of it, but I hope you like it anyways. I moved the rating up to "T" only because this chapter contains alcohol and drinking. I hope that doesn't bother anyone.

So, here you go: Chapter Nine!

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"He said what!?" Miley shouted, dropping her half-eaten pizza slice onto the ground. Lilly had just layed down the news of the conversation her, Oliver, and Jake had together in her dressing room last night during the Hannah concert. "Why didn't you tell me last night? I would of talked to him about it!"

"That's exactley why I didn't tell you last night," Lilly said, "He was so upset! If you actually talked to him about it, oh god! I don't know what he'd do, he'd probably cry uncontrollably." She rolled her eyes and sighed, twrilling the straw around in her cup of Sierra Mist.

"Lilly please, thats ridiculous. He wouldn't of.." Miley paused for a second before continuing, "Would he?"

"Miley." Lilly sighed, "That boy is completely in love with you, just get it through your head!"

"I could say the same for you." Miley mumbled, looking down into her now empty paper plate.

"What was that?" Lilly asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

"Nothing. Hey, where's Oliver?" Miley asked, she honestly didn't really have interest in the whereabouts of Oliver but she needed something to change the subject.

"Oh, he's hanging out with Jackson." Lilly shrugged, taking a sip of her drink.

"What? Why would Oliver hang out with Jackson?" Miley asked, wide-eyed. Now thats weird. What in the world? She couldn't comprehend it. She shrugged it off, putting it into the back of her mind. Until..

"And Jake." Lilly finished, squinting back her eyes and crinkling up her face, waiting for Miley's outburst.

"WHAT!" Now it was in the front of her mind, the very front. Oliver, Jackson, and Jake. What. The. Heck. Something was going on, and she was going to find out.

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"Oliver's not answering my calls!" Miley groaned, throwing her cellphone on her bed.

"Why don't you try Jackson?" Lilly asked her, sitting down on the bed and picking up Miley's cellphone.

"I already tried." Miley replied, sighing and sitting down next to Lilly.

Lilly figided around a bit, nervous to ask the question that they both knew was coming. "What about Jake?" Lilly asked quietly, never taking her eyes off the bed comforterer.

"I can't call Jake!" Miley yelled, standing up and throwing her arms in the air. "That would, I don't know, cause problems." She rolled her eyes and picked up her cellphone, trying to reach Oliver one more time.

"Here, I'll try." Lilly offered, reaching in the pocket of her jeans and taking out her cellphone. She flipped it open and pressed Oliver's number on speed dial.

Miley sighed, "It's no use. He's not going to answer." She crossed her arms and sat back down on the bed, right beside Lilly.

"Hello?" Lilly asked into the phone. Miley gaped at her and furrowed her eyebrows, obviously angry that Oliver would answer Lilly's phone call and not hers. Lilly gave a silent laugh and stuck her tongue out at Miley, which she returned.

"HELLO, LILLY?" Oliver screamed on the other end of the phone. Lilly had to hold the phone arm length away from her because he was screaming so loud. Miley also could hear, they didn't even need to put it on speaker. They could hear loud music blaring in the background and a bunch of laughter and screams as well. 'Where are they?' Miley mouthed to Lilly, who shrugged and put the phone closer to her mouth.

"Where are you?" Lilly asked. The only response they got was more loud music and screaming. They could faintly hear Oliver laughing. Lilly groaned, and Miley rolled her eyes. They were really getting annoyed, "OLIVER, WHERE ARE YOU!" Both Miley and Lilly screamed into the phone out of frustration.

"AT A PARTY" He yelled back, trying to get his voice to be heard over all the background noise. "HOLD ON" He said, and suddenly the noise died down and you could barely hear anything anymore. "Alright. So what's up?" He asked in his regular voice, finally being able to hold a normal conversation.

"You're at a party?" Lilly asked curiously, sending a confused look over to Miley who just looked pissed. She shot the phone a dirty look, as if Oliver himself could see it.

"Yeah. It's at the beach. There's a huge bonfire and everything! It's awesome!" He said excitedly. Miley ripped the phone out of Lilly's hand.

"We'll be there!" Miley yelled harshly into the phone, snapping it shut tightly. "Come on, Lilly." She said, still sounding angry and grabbed Lilly's arm, leading her outside.

They were walking along the beach, following the orange speck that they figured was the bonfire. Miley trudged her feet through the sand, watching her feet as she did so. Lilly looked at her friend sympathetically, and even though it wasn't clear wether or not Miley still loved Jake, Lilly knew it must be hard for her. Being confused about being in love, thats definitely worse.

"Hey look!" Lilly shouted after twenty minutes of complete silence, pointing towards the orange speck that now turned into a huge roaring fire. They could see the dark figures of all the dancing people and they ran to get their quicker.

"Do you see them?" Miley asked, pushing her way through the mob of teenagers, all the while hold onto to Lilly's hand so that they wouldn't get seperated.

"No, I – OLIVER!" Lilly screamed over the noise. He didn't hear her and continued on talking to a bleached blonde girl who had seriously disgusting dark roots. She was in a baby blue bikini, nothing else, and laughing while flirting with Oliver. Lilly felt her heart sink. And honestly, she couldn't tell you why. "OLIVER!" She screamed even louder, finally reaching the place he was standing. She took a deep breath, relieved that she was out of the huge pit of people.

"Lilly? Miley?" Oliver asked, confused. "You guys actually came?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Gee, thanks. Nice to know were welcomed." Lilly retorted, crossing her arms.

"No, I didn't mean it like that. I mean, I want you here I just uh.." He stuttered on his words, trying to get out of this situation. He really didn't want Lilly mad at him again, thats the last thing he needs.

"Enough." Miley held her hand out, "We forgive you." She said quickly, changing the subject. "Where's Jake?" She asked, holding her head up above the crowd, searching.

"I think he went that way." Oliver said, pointing towards the DJ booth. Miley waved a thanks and started off towards it. Lilly turned back around to talk to Oliver, only to see that stupid girl all over him again. She was all touchy-feely. It was enough to make anyone sick. Lilly didn't even know this girls name, and she already hated her.

"Come on, Ollie-kins, lets dance." She said flirtatiously, grabbing Oliver's hand, leading him out to the dance, not even acknowledging that Lilly was there. Lily felt the blood rush to her head as she stood there and watched Oliver dance with this girl. She was dancing way to close and Lilly wanted nothing more then to just go and rip the cheap blonde hair off her head.

"Hey." Lilly heard a voice say. She turned her head around to see a semi-cute brown haired boy. Ugh, whatever he wanted, she was not interested. She gave a toothless smile and nodded. "Drink?" He asked, handing her a plastic red cup.

"Um, what is this?" She asked, looking down curiously into the cup.

"It's Pepsi." He said simply, "You looked thirsty."

"Well, thanks, I guess." She said to the boy, cautiously taking a sip of the drink. It did indeed taste like pepsi, but it had a hint of lime. Maybe it was pepsi lime? She didn't know, but it was good. When she was finished, the boy was still there. Lilly smiled at him, "Where'd you get that?" She asked.

"Here, I'll get you more." He smiled and took her cup, coming back with a full one. She drank it quickly, asking for more. It was just so good, she couldn't stop. She made a mental note to, from now on, buy pepsi lime.

After about her fourth one, she was feeling a little light-headed. All that stress she felt earlier was gone, and now all she wanted to do was go out there and have a good time. "Come on!" She laughed, stumbling while grabbing the boys hand and leading him out on the dance floor. He let her take him with ease, all the while wearing a smug smile. The music was fast, and the boy was holding on to her waist. He was swaying back and fourth with her, getting in as close as he could go. They were dancing for about five minutes when Miley showed up, looking furious.

"Lilly, lets go!" She said aggressively, grabbing her arm and pulling her out of the boy's grip.

"Hey, what are you doing!?" Lilly asked, ripping her arm out of Miley's. "I don't wanna leave." She stated simply, crossing her arms.

"What?" Miley asked, confused. "Lilly, I really need to get out here, please!" Miley begged, sighing loudly. Even through the loud music, Lilly could hear it.

"No!" Lilly yelled, "Why is everything always about you!? Maybe I have some problems too, every think of that!? And maybe I'm having a good time! Why should I leave because of you!?"

Miley didn't know what to say. She just stared wide-eyed at her. Did Lilly really feel this way? She stepped closer to her friend, and smelled something off her she never thought she'd smell. "You don't mean that Lilly, you're drunk." Miley stated, grabbing her arm once more. "We really need to leave."

"NO!" Lilly screamed, ripping her arms from Miley's grip once more.

"What's the – Lilly?" Oliver asked, witnessing the scene. "What's going on, Miley?" He asked, concern flooding his eyes. He's never seen Lilly like this before.

"Oliver, she's drunk and we need to get her back to the hotel, but she won't listen to me!" Miley stomped her foot, obviously frustrated.

"Lilly wouldn't do that." Oliver shook his head, not believing it, "Lilly, who gave you the drinks?" He asked cautiously.

"My friend." Lilly laughed, pointing the the brown haired boy. "But it was just Pepsi." She rolled her eyes, stumbling a little bit and falling into Miley.

Oliver marched right up to the brown haired boy, "You spiked her drink!?" Oliver asked harshly, pushing the boy backwards.

"Whoa man, calm down." He said, putting his hands up in defense.

"ANSWER THE QUESTION." Oliver screamed, stepping closer to the boy, fury in his eyes.

"Well, yeah I mean – " Before he could even finish his sentence, Oliver punched the boy right in the eye. Making him tumbling backwards, falling into the sand. He put his hands over his face, his nose was now bleeding. "You're crazy, dude!" He yelled to Oliver, running away in the opposite direction.

"Wow." Miley side, staring wide-eyed down at the sand where Oliver punched the boy.

"We're leaving." Oliver said, no trace of emotion in his voice. He glanced over at Lilly, and without warning picked her up and swung her over his shoulder. Miley followed him, not saying a word.

"Oliver, put me DOWN!" Lilly screamed, kicking her feet. They were still on the beach, far away from the bonfire now. They could see their hotel from where they were standing.

"Stop kicking – OW!" Oliver yelled, just getting kicked in the chest by Lilly. He didn't listen to her constand yells and fits, he continued carrying her until they got to there room. He placed her on her bed. She was now smiling and surely enough, ten minutes later she was fast asleep.

"You really care about her, don't you?" Miley asked, looking at Oliver who was sitting on the edge of Lilly's bed, staring at her.

"Of course I do, Miley. She's my best friend." Oliver said, standing up from the bed and rumaging through his suitcase for an over-sized T-shirt to sleep in.

"You know what I mean." Miley said. And it was trued, Oliver did know what she meant. He nodded slightly, and just with that Miley knew what he meant.

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Yeah, I know. It wasn't that good. I'm running out of ideas! Help?