READ IF YOU WANT CRAZIER TO CONTINUE!!!!!!!
Okay, so, I don't know how many more chapters of this story there will be. But, I've started writing a sequel. Yeah, I know I'm lame :P. So, I wanted to know if you guys did want a sequel. All I can say is Nick & Miley are 18 in the sequel. I haven't thought of a name for the sequel either, but I think it's going to be VERY good. :D.

Miley's Point Of View:

I squealed when I read the note. I felt awesome. I felt like running up and down my street screaming. I felt like—

"Miley Ray Stewart!" My dad yelled, "What on earth are you screaming for?"

"Nothing, dad," I yelled back quickly.

I flung my head on my pillow and gently placed the note next to me. I know what you're thinking: That girl's gone crazy! Sleeping with a note?!

But to me it was the most normal thing ever.

--

The sun burst through my window the following morning. It was sunny outside, the sky was cloudless and piercing blue. The weather matched my mood. I got in the shower, got out, dried my hair, put on a blue top and some denim shorts, and went down for breakfast. Mom was already downstairs, she passed me some toast.

"Thanks," I smiled as I sunk my teeth into the crunchy toast.

She smiled at me and checked her watch, "You're up early." She examined.

"Yeah," I nodded.

Mom smiled at me half-heartedly, "Miles, is everything…okay?"

"Of course it is," I said quickly, "Why?"
"Well," she took a deep breath, "You've suddenly started hanging out with Nick a lot more. I mean, that's a good thing, I think, but I'm confused. Isn't Selena his girlfriend? Didn't he just forget about you and go off with her?"

"Um, yeah," I mumbled, "But he's…ended it with Selena."

"Oh," My mom's eyes widened, "I didn't see that coming."

"Neither did I," I mumbled under my breath.

The doorbell rang.

"Mitchie." Me and my mom stated in unison.

She kissed my cheek, "Have a nice day at school, hon."

"I will." I promised, "Love you!" I called as I opened the front door.

"Love you, too!" She called back.

Mitchie suddenly dragged me out of my house and smiled excitedly, "Tell me everything!" she demanded.

--

Nick's Point Of View:

It was a normal morning. Joe was running around in his boxers screaming, "There's a spider in my room! There's a spider in my room!" and I was sat at the kitchen counter eating Captain Crunch.

Kevin sat down beside me, "Dude."

I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow, "Uh…hey?"

"Nick, come on, spit it out!" Kevin said.

"Yeah, dude, just say it already!" Joe ordered as he walked over to me and Kevin.

"Say what?" I asked, confused.

Kevin chuckled, "Like you don't know."
"Uh, I don't know," I mumbled, "What the hell are you guys talking about?"

Joe nudged me, "Hello! It's starts with an 'M' and ends in 'iley'."

Crap.

"Uh, I don't know what you guys are talking about," I said quickly, standing up and putting my bowl in the sink.

"Yes you do!" Kevin protested.

"No I don't," I replied flatly, walking to the door.

Kevin and Joe dragged me back.

"Not so fast," Joe smirked.

"Nick, we know you like her. It's so obvious. You totally give it away last night. I mean, the way you were staring at her." Kevin said.

I looked down, "Yeah, yeah, whatever."

"So, you do like her?" Joe asked, smiling.

"I never said that," I objected.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Joe smirked, imitating me.

"You guys are so annoying!" I yelled and grabbed my car keys.

"Nick's got a crush on Miley!" Joe sang teasingly.

"Just shut up, Joe!" I sighed.

"Nick has a crush on who, exactly?" Mom asked as she entered the room.

"No one," I said quickly and darted for the door.

"Miley." Kevin and Joe smiled.

Great.

"Is that true, Nicholas?" Mom asked.

I sighed, but didn't turn around.

Kevin and Joe snickered.

"Oh." Mom said, "I thought so."

I turned on my heels, "Wait. You thought so?" I asked.

"Yes, of course," she smiled, "You made it pretty obvious last night. Oh, and you're father was telling me about what you said to him yesterday—"

"He promised he wouldn't tell you!" I whined.

"Now, now, Nicholas," mom grinned.

"Ugh!" I groaned.

I walked over to front door, got out, and slammed it.

--

Miley's Point Of View:

I stared at Mitchie uneasily, "Uh, tell you, um, what?"

"Details!" Mitchie squealed, throwing her arms in the air.

"About what?" I asked her nervously.

"Nick, duh!" she grinned.

We began to walk, "Um…I don't know what you're talking about."

"Of course you do! Joe told me everything…well, after I kinda forced him to…but that's not the point! The point is that there's something going on between you and Nick!"

I gulped, "It's kind of…private."

Mitchie pouted, "You can't even tell your best friend?"

I giggled, "Well, Mitch, he's…prefect!" I sighed, it was impossible to keep this from Mitchie, but maybe she could find out about the whole 'I love you' thing later.

"Whoa," Mitchie gasped, "Did you just say what I thought you said?"
"I think so…"

"Miles, that's super!!!" she squealed.

I smiled, glad she was taking it so easily.

"I'm glad you're happy about it," I smiled, "I thought you were going to hate me for it."

Mitchie laughed, "I could never hate you, silly!"

"Yeah," I nodded, "The only thing I'm worried about is how Selena's going to take it…"
Mitchie gulped, "Uh, yeah," she giggled nervously, "I'm guessing she's not gunna take it too good…"

--

We arrived at school a few minutes later. We walked through the parking lot until someone suddenly grabbed my arm.

"Get off me!" I yelled.

Mitchie sprang round, then raised an eyebrow.

"It's me," Nick chuckled awkwardly.

"Oh, sorry. I thought you were someone else or…something." I mumbled.

Mitchie snickered.

"Yeah. Sorry." He apologized.

I nudged Mitchie in the ribs.

"Oh, well, I'll just be going." She smirked then ran off.

He smiled that heart braking smile at me, and my heart literally melted to the ground. Seriously. My knees suddenly got weak and I soon found myself knelt on the ground.

Nick lifted to up carefully, "Hey," he whispered, tucking a lock of my hair behind my ear, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I giggled; making myself look a complete idiot around him had become quite a habit.

He looked at me for a while, then shook his head, smiling. He made our stance seem casual. He whispered to me, through the corner of his mouth, "Miles, what I'm about to do is going to get us in deep shit. But, I was thinking about 'us' last and how people were going to react when they found out we're…you know…together. So I figured, if we're going to hell, we may as well enjoy the ride."

I stared at him, confused. He nudged me, so that I'd start walking. I began to walk, and he began to walk beside me, and I was still staring at him blankly. Then he put his arm over me, pulling me closer to him. This attracted the attention of just about every single person in the school parking lot. Which I guessed was soon to be the whole school. But, with Nick beside me, things didn't feel…bad. In fact, they felt natural. We entered the school.

Then Selena saw us. She ice glared me. I suddenly felt like the victim again.

--

(Lunch)

The bell rang, signalling lunch. I entered the cafeteria with Mitchie. Joe was waiting for us at our table. I smiled when I saw him.

"Hey!" He smiled, waving at us.

"Hey," Mitchie giggled as she sat next to him.

Joe kissed her, and Mitchie deepened it.

"Guys, not in front of me," I begged jokingly.

"Sorry," They both blushed as they pulled away from each other.

"Oh, Miles, you've got a surprise visitor today," Joe smirked at me.

"Huh?" I asked blankly.

Right on cue, the cafeteria doors swung open, revealing Nick Gray. My eyes darted to him, and I scanned his every move.

"Looks like someone got bit by the love bug…" Joe chuckled.

"Huh? What?" My head swung round again.

"You, duh," Mitchie laughed.

I blushed, "Whatever."

"Am I welcome here?" A velvety smooth voice asked from behind me.

A smile spread across my face, "Y-y-yeah…"

"No," Joe joked, "Now go and sit by at the Loser Table!"
Nick rolled his eyes and at next to me.

"Dude, what's the deal?" Nick asked, his voice made me smile.

"The deal is that before today you'd rather be seen dead than sit with us." Joe explained, his tone was humorous, but it was also serious and questioning.

Nick stiffened, "Yeah, well, I'm sitting with you guys now, aren't I?"

"Yeah, only because of Mile—" Joe began, but Nick cut him off.

I blushed like a fool.

"Shut up, Joe," Nick growled.

"What? I'm just telling the truth." Joe smiled.

"Oh yeah," Mitchie giggled.

A few minutes in, Nick gently grabbed my hand from under the table and intertwined our fingers. I looked at him and smiled at him briefly.

Everything in the world was perfect.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?"

Well, almost everything.

"Why aren't you sitting with us, Nick?" Selena pouted, running a finger through his dreamy curly hair, "I miss you."
Nick sighed, "Selena, leave me alone."

Selena wrapped her arms around his neck and them dangle down his front, "I know you don't mean that," she whispered.

Nick stiffened. Dang, this girl was good.

"Selena," he said stiffly, "We're over. End of. Now leave me alone."

I began to stab my food. I knew it was wrong of me, but she was running her dirty little fingers all over him, I was…jealous.

"If you really wanted me to leave, you wouldn't let me do this, Nicky." Selena smiled, nodding her head towards her skinny arms.

I suddenly stud up, anger exploding in my body, wanting to be let out.

"I think Nick's made it pretty clear that he doesn't want you running your dirty little fingers all over him. Now, I suggest you leave." I said sternly, my jaw clenched.

"Really?" Selena smirked, removing her arms from Nick, "Who's gunna make me?"

I was so sick of her and everything she'd done to me. This was crossing the line. She could take me pride, my reputation, but she was defiantly not taking Nick from me. "I am," I replied.

Everyone in the cafeteria looked at us.

Selena took a step closer to me, "What'cha gunna do about it?"

"This," I replied.

Then I slapped her. Don't ask where it came from. Don't ask where I got the confidence to do it. She looked up at me, holding her cheek which was bright red.

"You bitch," she hissed.

"Miley," Mitchie said, tugging on my arm, "Sit down."

Selena walked over to her table, and I sat down. I felt triumphant, yet evil.

The cafeteria burst into action; chatting, whispering, rumour spreading.

"I can't believe I just did that," I whined, dropping my head in my hands.

Nick rubbed my back.

"She deserved it," Mitchie told me.

"Yeah," Joe agreed slowly.

It was right there that my life changed.

I was no longer known as 'Miley the Good Innocent Girl', I was known as 'Miley the Girl Who Stud Up to Selena'.

And, boy, did it feel good.