A/N: This chapter may be kind of boring at the beginning but forgive me, I was at home sick when I wrote most of it. The ending I think is way better. Tell me what you think! And thank you to all my reviewers so far! Each one of my reviews puts a smile on my face, so thank you. Just so you know, this chapter so far is the longest.

Finally, after all those hours of driving, we arrived at our destination. It was six in the morning when we finally arrived. Everyone was wide awake when we arrived. The sky was full of puffy white clouds and I wouldn't be surprised if it started to snow. The bus pulled up beside a large house. The house was located in its own private area. No houses around from many miles. It was a beautiful three story house made out of half brick and half wood. Just looking at it from the outside it looked huge. Looking at it from the front there were many windows, two balconies (both located on the second floor) a small dining area outside on the porch, a beautiful front yard which was covered in snow and a single tree in the middle of the yard.

I was watching from the window of the bus when the front doors of the house opened and a beautiful lady and a tall good looking male walked outside wearing heavy winter jackets. As they walked towards the bus Miley and Jackson hopped out of the bus and ran up to the two people enveloping them into a huge hug. I guess that the two people were there Aunt and Uncle. Mr. Stewart soon followed and kissed each member on the cheek. I suddenly felt like I didn't belong. This wasn't my family, this was Miley's. Should I really be imposing? I wonder how Oliver felt about this.

Oliver came up and stood beside me watching the scene I was watching. I looked up at him and saw a small smile spread across his face. His smiles always made me smile too.

Miley waved at us to come down so we obeyed her gesture. Oliver and I slowly made our way off the bus trudging our way through the piles of snow.

"Lilly, Oliver, meet my aunt Savannah. Auntie, meet my two best friends, Lilly and Oliver. "

"Nice to meet you." Both Oliver and I shook hands with the lady who looked to be in her mid forties. She had dark brown, curly hair and beautiful brown eyes. She had a southern accent like Miley.

"And this is my uncle John."

"Hi," Oliver and I also shook hands with the male who looked to be about the same age as his wife. He had short, light brown hair and bright blue eyes. He didn't seem to have the southern accent.

"Well let's not stand here in the cold, let's get you guys inside where it's nice and warm" Savannah said.

I felt really welcomed. Miley's aunt and uncle were extremely nice. They helped bring our luggage in the house and directed us to our rooms. They even gave an extra room to Larry and Marley for the time we would be spending there. Miley and I got a beautiful room on the second floor right next to the room Jackson and Oliver would be staying in. Our room had two double beds, two closets, two dressers, and a small television. To top it off we had a back door to our room which led to a balcony. The boys got a room that was identical to ours minus the balcony. I felt like I was staying at a hotel.

After we settled in Miley and Jackson took Oliver and I on a little tour. They showed us around the main floor. It had a beautiful kitchen, all the countertops of the kitchen we made out of marble and the cabinets were made out of a beautiful plywood. The main floor had a beautiful living room which had three brown couches, two to the side and one in the middle. The two couches on the side were on an angle facing a large sixty-two inch, flat screen television that perfectly hung on the wall. Below the television was a fireplace that could run on either gas or wood. Considering there were piles of wood chopped up beside the fireplace, I was positive that they used wood instead of gas. The main floor also had a complete washroom, a laundry room, and a computer room with two desks both containing a computer.

Miley and Jackson then showed us the second floor the floor our room were located. There were four bedrooms. Miley and I got one, Jackson and Oliver got the one beside us, Mr. Stewart got his own, and Larry and Marly got another. The only two rooms which had a balcony were the room I would be staying in and Mr. Stewarts. In the middle of the four rooms was a large bathroom with one toilet, one shower and two sinks.

Lastly, Miley and Jackson took us to the top floor. It was the smallest floor of them all but it was still nice. There were two bedrooms, a small washroom and a door which led to another balcony that was facing the back yard of the house. The house was huge. I wonder if there were more people who lived in this house. I couldn't see two people living in a house this big unless they had company all the time.

Savannah kept saying throughout dinner that she had a surprise to show us. I kept wondering what it was. In a way I hoped that the surprise what there was a secret room in this house and inside that room was a Jacuzzi. Even though the heater was up, I was still wearing a sweater. But maybe it was just me because everyone else seemed fine.

After a wonderful, home cooked meal, Miley's aunt told us all to change into something warm but comfortable because we would be going on a little walk.

"How do I look?" Miley asked. She was wearing a stylish pink zip up jacket with some warm black pants. I wouldn't have been surprised if the jacket belonged to Hannah. The jacket went just above her knees and had some fancy buttons around the hood.

"Miles, don't you think that jacket is a little too stylish?" I asked.

"Nope"

"Whatever makes you feel comfortable." I put on a pair of cozy jeans and a light brown jacket which I thought looked cute. It was a zip up jacket like Miley's but it had buttons to cover the zipper. It also had some fake fur around the hood. Miley and I met up with the Jackson and Oliver outside our doors. Jackson was wearing simple black winter pants with a dark blue zip up jacket and Oliver was wearing what looked to be the same kind of pants Jackson was wearing with a gray jacket with a dark blue strip along both sides.

"Ready to go?" John called up the stair case.

"Coming" Jackson shouted. We hoped down the stairs and met the rest of the gang by the front door. One thing in particular caught my eye and that was a large black bag which was hung over Miley's Uncle's shoulder.

"What's the bag for?" Oliver asked as we started out the front doors and into the white yard.

"You'll see." Savannah said.

We walked for about five minutes into the woods beside their house. We stopped at a large patch of ice about the size of an ice rink. John threw the mystery bag on the snowy ground and opened it. He pulled out nine pairs of ice skates. Miley clapped in glee.

"I hope ya'll like to ice skate" Savannah said in her southern accent as she handed us each a pair of skates. Everyone besides me sat on the cold ground, removed their boots and put on their skates. They made it look as easy as tying a shoe. I stood there clueless with the skates in my hands.

"Lils?" Oliver questioned looking up at me from the ground. I looked down at him. "Are you going to put on your skates?"

I waited a second for everyone besides Oliver and I to be on the ice. "I don't know how to ice skate." I whispered.

"What?" Oliver asked standing up with both his skates on.

"I don't know how to ice skate." I whispered again.

"Huh?"

"I don't know how to ice skate!" I said as loud as I could without the others hearing me.

Oliver laughed. "Yeah, I heard you, I just couldn't believe it."

My jaw dropped and I turned my back to him. I started to walk away. After a few steps Oliver stopped me but I was able to push past him.

"Wait Lilly" He ran in front of me and stopped me. He lifted my chin so we were face to face. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Lots of people don't know how to ice skate."

"Yeah, but I'm the only one here that doesn't know how to skate."

"I will help you. I promise I will not leave your side" He said.

"I am afraid of falling."

"If you fall I promise I'll catch you." I closed my eyes as a huge smile appeared on my face. I opened my eyes and sighed.

"Okay" I nodded.

"Okay." Oliver grabbed one of my hands which was resting by my side. "Here sit down, I will help you put on your skates." I sat on a pile of snow as Oliver removed my boots and replaced them with the sharp skates. He held out a hand to help me up. "Have you ever walked in skates?" Oliver asked. He helped me up and I fell right into his arms. Oliver chuckled. "I'll take that as a no."

"I can't do this!" I whined.

"Yes you can, I believe in you. Now take a small step." I looked down at my feet and took a small step but my feet instantly felt wobbly. "Don't look down; keep your eyes locked on mine." I took a deep breath and my eyes locked with Oliver's. "Now take some more steps." I took a couple steps.

"I'm doing it!"

Oliver laughed. "Yes, but were not even on the ice yet."

"Shh, let me enjoy this moment."

"What's up?" Miley asked us as she made a sudden stop right beside us. Thinking she was going to run into me, I wrapped my hands around Oliver's wrists and screamed. "What'd I do?" Oliver looked at me as if asking for permission to tell her. I nodded and looked down.

"Lilly doesn't know how to skate." Oliver said.

I felt Miley's eyes staring me down. "Lilly, it's nothing to be embarrassed about. I didn't learn to skate until I was twelve. Before then, I was terrible."

"See Lilly, everyone was horrible at skating at one point or another. No one is going to laugh at you."

"Okay." I said a little more confident now.

"Do you want me to help?" Miley asked.

"It's okay" Oliver said. "I got it." He signalled Miley to go skate around. She nodded and left us.

"Now, let's try getting you on the ice." Oliver intertwined our fingers and stepped backwards onto the ice. "Come on you can do it." I took one step on the ice. Hum, this wasn't so bad. I put my other foot on the ice and fell backwards but Oliver caught me just before I hit the ice. Spoke to soon.

"Okay that's it, I'm done."

"Lilly, you have never given up on anything and you're not going to start now. Just take small steps; left then right."

I nodded. Left, right, left, right, that can't be too hard. I put out my left foot then my right as Oliver stepped backwards.

"Good job, you're doing it!" Oliver said. I looked down at my feet. Left, right. Just as I thought I was getting the hang of it I lost my balance and fell into Oliver. He caught me and pushed me back up. "Remember look at my eyes not at your feet."

"Right, eyes, not feet."

I finished my first lap with everyone cheering me on. It was embarrassing but it was also fun. Oliver held my hand the entire time and just like he promised he did not let go and he caught me every time I fell. I took a short break as Oliver went out and skated by himself. He skated like a professional hockey player. I was amazed. He could skate forward and backwards with no troubles. To be honest, he was probably the best one on the ice. Oliver skated towards me and just when I thought he was going to run into me, he made a sudden stop making the ice fly into my face.

"Well?" He asked a huge grin on his face.

"Impressive, when did you learn to skate like that?" I asked. Oliver held out a hand and helped me up.

"My dad taught me when I was a little boy. He said skating has always come naturally to me."

"Well you want to take some of your talent and help me do a few more rounds."

Oliver laughed. "Of course."

We skated around for quite some time. I was actually enjoying it. Skating was fun and having people cheering me on made it all the better. I still couldn't skate on my own, I had to have Oliver holding onto me at all times but to be honest, I didn't mind at all. It grew later and later as the sky became darker and darker. I was becoming tired and I could tell Oliver was too. Everyone got off the ice and took off their skates. I didn't know how to untie skates so Miley did one foot and Oliver did the other. We all headed through the trees and back to Miley's aunt and uncles warm house.

I was sitting in my room while Miley was downstairs. I was sorting my things and putting some of my clothes in the dresser when there was a knock at the bedroom door. I opened it and came face to face with Oliver.

"Hey," I said. I walked back towards my suitcase and started to fold more clothes. Oliver looked around our room then finally seated himself on my bed.

"You did great today." He said. My back was facing him but I think he could still see me smile.

"Thank you." I said.

"So you up for some more skating tomorrow?"

I turned back around to face him. "Defiantly, it was fun!"

"I'm glad you liked it" He said. "Now, I was sent up here to bring you to dinner so that's exactly what I'm going to do." He held out his arm and I linked my arm through his as he escorted me down the stairs and to the dining area.

Dinner was delicious. I never knew plain potatoes and corn could taste so good. During dinner, Oliver and I were asked many questions about ourselves. Where we were born, our friends, our family, where we grew up. Oliver and I also had questions of our own like what it was like to live in such a beautiful state and what were some things to do around.

After a wonderful home cooked meal, I decided to take my own little tour of the house. I finished in the family room and seated myself on one of the brown couches. I sighed replaying the entire day through my head. The flashbacks vivid, like I could see them happening all over again. I smiled.

"Hot chocolate dear?" I looked to were the voice had come from and saw Savannah standing at the door which led to the kitchen.

"Yes please" I replied. Savannah disappeared into the kitchen then reappeared a minute later with two cups of hot chocolate. She handed one cup to me and kept one cup for herself. She sat down on the couch beside me, taking of her blue slippers and sitting crossed legged.

"So, tell me a little about yourself" She said to me.

I hesitated for a moment. "Well there's not much to tell. I am in high school, I get good grades, I love to play sports, I have awesome friends and a wonderful mom" I shrugged.

"How about your relationship with the Stewarts?"

"I love them. Miley was the first girl who I became close friends with. We're like sisters. We can tell each other anything. And I really love her family. Jackson can be weird at times but he is still a great person. And Mr. Stewart is awesome. He has his own unique personality. There all fun to be around."

"Interesting. How about Oliver? You two seem really close friends."

"We are. He was my first best friend. We have known each other since preschool and we have been best friends ever since. He is the one I can go to when it comes to just about anything. He has been there with me through it all." I don't know why but I felt really comfortable talking to Savannah. I felt like I could open up to her and not be judged in anyway.

Savannah smiled and took a sip of her hot chocolate. "Can I ask you a question now? I have been wondering it all day."

"Sure, what is it?"

"I was just wondering, is it just you and John living here because this is a very large and beautiful house, I just couldn't see only two people living in here."

Savannah laughed. "It's just us and our daughter Madelyn, Maddie for short. She will be here tomorrow. She is with her grandparents right now. Maddie is your age too. I think you will really like her." I nodded taking a sip of my hot chocolate.

It was time to retire to bed. It was getting late. After a wonderful talk with Savannah, I got cleaned up and ready for bed. I pilled the covers close to my body and fell into a deep sleep full of wonderful dreams.

A/N: Wow, that took me forever to write! I really hope you liked this chapter. I liked the skating scene in this story, but my favourite scene was probably when Lilly was talking to Savannah. Your thoughts on this chapter would really be appreciated.

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