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Previously:

"Do-" Miley couldn't finish her sentence because Nick's lips were now on hers. Miley was out raged that he would just kiss her but for some strange reason she couldn't pull away.

Once Miley regained her strength she ripped her lips away from Nick's and viciously slapped him on the cheek as hard as she possibly could. Nick's face showed confusion and somewhat of fear at Miley's outburst.

"What the hell! I barely even know you and you just come up to me and kiss me!" Miley fumed.

"I-" nick started but Miley cut him off too mad to let him speak.

"Don't come near me ever again" and with that Miley stormed out of the halls and went to the comfort of the janitors closet that she and Oliver called home during lunch period.

And Nick he stood in the halls for the rest of the lunch period. He didn't move a mussel all he did was think. He thought about Miley and he thought about how he wasn't letting this end. Not here. Not now. Not like this.

And so the day went on Nick stayed away from Miley and the countless amount of jerks that populated the high school ridiculed Miley.

Once Miley arrived at her door step she subconsciously looked to her left, then her right, making sure no one that knew her was in sight, she couldn't let them know how broken and screwed up her life was, she just wouldn't let it happen.

Miley used the little strength she possessed in her right arm to open the door to her house only to find her aunt was out partying and her brother was staying over at his friends for the night, so Miley having enough of everything and everyone just went to her room and lied on her bed not even bothering to change her clothes.

A minute passed, then fifteen, then an hour passed when Miley finally decided that sleep wasn't coming. So Miley lied awake in her small bed thinking…. about Nick, about the kiss, and about how much she considered him a jackass right now.

That night Miley finally fell asleep and to her dismay she dreamed about Nick.

It was a strange dream to say the least. In Miley's dream her and Nick were on a beach, with the sun setting behind them. Nick had a cup with a pineapple and an umbrella next to him and in the distance there was a tiki hut. But no matter how random that was the strangeness was the fact that he had his right arm wrapped around her and he kissed her. And she liked it.

Miley shot up due to her phone blasting Heals over Head. Miley spun her legs off to the side of her bed and put pressure down on her legs and stood up. Miley got dressed in a purple hoodie and a pair of blue jeans. Miley ran a brush threw her rat's nest called hair. Once she was ready she sent Oliver a text saying that she would rather walk this morning

Miley grabbed a granola bar and left her house careful not to wake her aunt, and as always she didn't.

Miley made her way out the door and on to the harsh unforgiving black pavement, the pavement that held the secrets of everyone. The secrets that were passed on to the pavement for safekeeping, they were passed on by the rubber sols of the shoes and there those secrets would stay. The Pavement held secrets of Mileys' too but Miley knew that it wouldn't be long before the pavement would betray her and all of the secrets of hers. Of the world's, would be out in the open. It was only a matter of time.

Mileys feet moved like they were on autopilot, right left right left, and so on. Never once did Miley have to tell her feet that she wanted them to move, they just did it on there own and Miley had no problem with that. Soon Miley was met with the end of her driveway, she was ready to go out and endure another day. Miley just hoped that she could get threw it.

Miley pushed open those doors, those doors that she hated with a strong passion, those doors that lead Miley into high school. Oh how she loathed those doors.

Once Miley finally pushed open the big intimidating doors it revealed her school, her own personal hell. The only thing that made agony like this better was the fact that Oliver saw this awful place the same was Miley did. They both saw it for what it truly was, a place filled with heart breaks, taunting, ridicule and sadness, there was nothing more to a place like this. Nothing at all.

After Miley finished shoving all of her text books into her locker she turned around only to see something she wished she had not see. Miley was confronted with the image of her best friend, her only friend, her Oliver, and her was talking to Nick.

Miley was a naturally curious person to begin, but she always kept her curiosity in check but this, this was different, Nick was messing with her best friend. So Miley let her feet move on to auto pilot and let her wise feet control her next move. With in seconds she was about a foot away from her best friend and her somewhat of an enemy.

Before Miley could get any closer Nick was gone, gone like he vanished into thin air. So Miley turned to Oliver. Miley wanted answers and she wasn't leaving without them.

"Hey Oliver,"

"Oh hey Miles" Oliver said coming out of his short day dream

"What was that all about?"

"What was what all about?"

"You talking to Nick"

"Oh that," I nodded my head, "you'll never believe this, he invited me to his party tonight and I'm aloud to bring one person, so will come with me?" Oliver said, it was sweet but in a friend like way, but the fact that Nick would sink this low to go out with me that he started manipulating my friend.

"Umm…since when are you and Nick friends?" I asked avoiding the question until I was sure that there wasn't anything-fishy going on with this ordeal.

"Oh well we were friends when we were really little and he just came up to me and asked me to be his friend, isn't that great?" Oliver said, he was so happy. I couldn't burst his bubble it would be like killing a puppy, it just wasn't right.

"Oh… cool"

"Yeah, so are you in for the party or not?" he gave me the puppy eye look and so I had no choice but to give in. I mean if you'd seen that face you would of to.

"Ok I guess, yeah, sure" I said earning a friendly hug from Oliver.

"Thank you thank you thank you!!!!"

"No problem I'll just meet you there" I said as Oliver wrote down the address onto my hand. I smiled, it was fake, but it was completely believable, and that's all that counts.

The day moved on and Mileys thoughts were consumed with all of the bad things that could go wrong at the party, there were so far 352 reasons and Miley was still thinking of more. I wasn't until she reached her locker, then she knew it was all going to suck and go wrong tonight because standing at her locker, leaning on the endless rows of lockers stood Nick.

Miley exhaled and approached him, "what are you doing here jackass?" he was mean to her so she wasn't going to play the nice card.

"What no 'hey Nick' you just insult me right off the bat. I'm hurt," he said smirking the whole time.

"Back off Nick and leave me alone!" Miley said extremely angry. She knew she shouldn't be this angry right off the bat but he made her that way, he and all of the other awful people that consumed her life.

"Ok, ok, fine I'll leave you alone" and with that Nick was gone, but Miley knew it wasn't the last of Nick Gray, he was coming back and there was nothing that she could do about it. So Nick left Miley with a huge smirk spread across his face in accomplishment.

A/N: ok since I feel like such a jerk for not posting when I said I would, I am posting the next by tonight. The next chapter wont is as long but it's a really important chapter so yeah.