A/N I think my teachers hate me. They don't want me to have a social life or something. I hate how I love writing for my blog and ff, but I hate homework.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, but the plot. L

Lilly's POV

Right now, Shane FREAKIN' Gray was carrying me up into my room. You know, most people would find this really romantic, but I don't see anything romantic about having a sprained ankle and the guy you despise carrying you up to your room. Nope, not at all. I thought he would struggle carrying me up, but he did it with ease. We got into my room and he, gently, set me onto my bed. I stared at him while he stood there awkwardly. He was rubbing the back of his neck, something all the Gray brothers did when they were nervous…

"You should leave now" I said, curtly. I glared at him, my arms crossed across my chest.

"Uhm, I'll be over here by 7:30 to carry you down. Make sure you're ready by then," he said awkwardly. I nodded my head and shooed him out of my room. I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed my diary.

10/9/10

What an eventful day. No matter how much I want to sound sarcastic with that, I'm not. Well, first of all, I woke up after sleeping NEXT TO SHANE GRAY. Oh oh and the night before that, we kissed. Stupid stupid me. I liked it, but I would never admit that to that egomaniac jerk. We went to the mall and when we had to resort to disguises… oh my gosh. Shane looked completely, omg. We got Jason the birdhouse we all promised him and then left. Only also because we were being chased my crazy fan girls. Then on my way to the skate park, Shane decided to come along. The whole walk there… made me realize how much I miss is presence in my life, even though I always tell him I hate him. It made me miss my dad, no matter how much I despise him right now… When we got to the skate park, I ran up to Oliver and Matt. Just as I was doing this SICK trick, I looked up, saw Miley and Shane sucking face, and fell out of balance. I landed on my ankle. So now I can't skate NOR dance till my ankle fully heals. Even then, I still have to be careful and I won't be able to work myself because I might end up hurting it again. I don't know what happened, I saw Miley and Shane and felt this sick feeling in my stomach. I guess I still haven't gotten over my infatuation for him, yet. Haha… Then, that wasn't even the end of it. I can't get up and down the stairs… so SHANE suggested that he'd do it for me everyday until I felt better. I was surprised he even suggested it… Earlier when he was carrying me, I couldn't help but think about his muscles. How sinewy his body was. Gah, I'm such a freak. Anyways, I'm going to bed now, he's going to, literally, pick me up tomorrow.

xxoo Lilly

The next morning

No POV

Lilly woke up to a loud beeping noise, her alarm. She struggled to get out of bed, but pushed herself up anyways. Making her way towards her closet, she pulled out an oversized gray cardigan, a floral blouse, dark wash denim shorts, and a brown braided belt. After she showered, she got dressed, sitting in front of her mirrored, she stared at herself. She was the splitting image over of mother, except she had beautiful, piercing blue eyes. Which she had gotten from her dad. She was always afraid to look into the mirror because she's afraid that her eyes will remind her of her dad. One man, who had broken up such a happy family. A man who had put her mom in the worse state she possible can be in. A man she couldn't help, but love and hate at the same time. Lilly dabbed at the tears that were now falling freely on her porcelain cheeks. She furiously wiped them away, looking up at the mirror and forced a smile. She applied some eyeliner and mascara. She heard a knock on her door and looked at her watch. 7:30am.

"Come in!" She shouted as she struggled to get up. Shane opened the door and immediately ran to Lilly, before she hurt herself. He helped her by moving her to her bed. Lilly, surprising, looked down shyly at the floor.

"Uhm, are you ready?" Shane asked, quietly. He noticed how red her eyes were and figured she probably wasn't in the mood for his pickup lines.

"Yeah, can you grab those…uh…that boot right there," she said as she pointed at a gray bootie near her closet. He grabbed the boot and put it on the foot that wasn't hurt. She blushed slightly at this, but she turned her head away. She then covered it up with a scowl.

"Well, what are you doing? We have to get to school," she said. He rolled his eyes.

"You know Truscott, you better feel thankful that I'm even doing this for you," he replied as he lifted her up bridal style. She had her arms wrapped around her neck as she looked up at him.

"Chea. Too bad pedobear didn't offer. I'd rather have him carry me than you," she shot back. Again, Shane rolled his eyes at her comeback.

"I'm driving," he said as he set her in the passenger seat of his black Carrera Porsche. He set her brown leather shoulder bag on her lap and threw the crutches in the trunk.

"Where's Nate? Isn't he coming with us to school?" She questioned looking over at his house.

"Nate drove himself to school," Shane stated as he backed out of the driveway. Lilly was currently a Junior, Shane was a senior now. (A/N I know Nate and Shane have a different age difference, but I like it better this way!)

"What classes do you have?" Lilly asked casually, trying to start up a conversation. Shane handed her his schedule. She looked at his classes and her eyes widened. Shane had English 12, Calculus, Chemistry, AP Government, French 3, and Performing arts (Choir, drama, dance etc). Lilly had AP English 11 which was basically English 12, she had calculus, chemistry, US History, French 3 and Performing arts. She groaned, she had just about every class with him.

"What?" He questioned, giving her a weirded out look.

"Not only do I have to deal with you being my neighbor, but you always have just about all your classes with me," she whined.

"Well, just be thankful. I can help you get to class now," he said with a smug look on his face.

"Oh yeah and then being bombarded by your crazed fan girls while you walk me to class," she retorted as he pulled into the school's parking lot. They both looked over to the entrance where they saw a group of girls screaming and crowding around something, or someone. They both looked at each other: Nate. Shane walked to the passenger side of the car and helped her out, handed her the crutches.

Lilly's POV

I pushed and shoved my way through, looking for Miley and Oliver. The girls immediately swarmed around Shane, while giving me dirty looks because I came out of Shane's car. As I made my way through the hallway, I felt a hand grab me and pulled me to the side. Miley. She was standing in front of our locker, her eyes narrowed, glaring at all the girls who where throwing themselves at a hopeless looking Shane.

"Ugh, I can't believe these girls! First Jake, now Shane and Nate too?" She said bitterly. Well… you like Jake, but I didn't dare say that. She would kill me. I saw a head full of curls and smiled.

"JERRY OVER HERE," I shouted. I figured if I screamed Nate, the girls would see him, so I went for his middle name. He quickly caught on and saw me.

"Hey Lils," Nate greeted me, breathing heavily.

"These are my two best friends: Miley and Oliver," I introduced them. Miley gave him her famous flirty smile and Oliver gave him that "Sup" nod thing.

"Hey guys, I'm Nate," he greeted them. I looked over to see Shane desperately trying to pull himself out of the crowd. You know, most of the time, he would be milking it, it's funny seeing him suffer. Nate was looking at him too and he looked worried. Nate gave me a pleading look, seeing if I would help him get his brother. I reluctantly walked up to the group of girls.

"Okay. Move along people. Don't need to feed the Rockstar's ego," I said as I pushed my way through. The girls all turned their attention towards me, glaring.

"What do you want Truscott? Shane Gray would never want anything to do with you," Amber snickered. I rolled my eyes, but was hurt by the small smirk on Shane's face.

"Amber, do you really think Shane Gray would want to date a girl with a mustache? OH MY GOSH, it looks like a caterpillar," I shot back, staring at her face. She shrieked and ran off to the bathroom.

"Now, the rest of you move along," I said as sweetly as possible to the rest of the girls. They all reluctantly started to make their ways to their first period. I started walking to my first period, leaving a smug looking Shane in the middle of the hallway.

"Hm, so was Lillian jealous back there?" He questioned as he caught up with me. Oh boy.

A/N Sorry to cut it off there! J I like my chapters ranging around that 1,000 word count. Anyways, what do you guys think? I know it's probably a lot to ask, but can you guys please leave me reviews? I'm spending a lot of my free-time writing, and I want to know if I could improve or any ideas I should add.

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