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"What I needed most was to love and to be loved, eager to be caught. Happily I wrapped those painful bonds around me; and sure enough, I would be lashed with the red-hot pokers or jealousy, by suspicions and fear, by burst of anger and quarrels."

--St. Augustine--

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Miley's POV:

Later on the next day, after school, we had been scheduled for our first ever rehearsals today. And I was kind of nervous. I mean, this was thee first time I was ever going to do some serious singing, not just the bits and pieces written by me on the corners of my notebooks. I took a deep breath while into the destination with my arm hooked through Mitchie's, and Nick walking by us.

We all walked into the room, Nick and I listening to Mitchie's voice chattering away like there was no tomorrow. Seriously, how much can this girl talk? Well, I guess that's what makes Mitchie, Mitchie. I glanced sideways at Nick; he was looking down with his hands tucked into his pocket. He was unusually quiet too, like me. Maybe he was nervous too, or maybe it was just me, I decided.

(About half an hour later)

"Will you come with me, we ca—" Nick began with his feeble attempt of acting. I couldn't understand, he seemed like an amazing actor. Why was he not doing it properly? He kept messing up the lines. I figure I'm not the only nervous one. What was he supposed to be doing? Oh yeah, asking me to run away with him. Well, not me, my character.

"Stop!" Ms. Collin screeched making both of us turn to her with matching sighs and look of impatience evident on our faces. This must have been about the tenth time interrupting. Then again, I don't blame her, Nick was not doing well. What was she to do? "Have some emotion, boy! You are asking her to run away with you for god's sake!"

Nick sighed in defeat, and looked at me. His eyes filled with disappointment of himself most probably. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him a teensy weensy bit. Giving him a small encouraging smile, "You can do it," I mouthed to him.

Somehow; he seemed to have gained confidence as he turned to look at the older woman and said with confidence," I'm ready." I was surprised too. Ms. Collins nodded, signaling to us to try the scene again for the eleventh time.

Nick turned to look at me and read his lines to himself to get ready. A few minutes later, he looked up at me square in the eye and recited his lines once again. But this time, flawlessly.

"Kim… Will you go with me?"

The play "me" sighed sadly and looked down at our intervened hands. "Where to?"

"Just say you'll come with me, we can go anywhere, and anywhere we can be together. Anywhere away from these controlling, cruel people who have no hearts."

"Yes… I will. I will go anywhere with you. Because I love you…" I replied still in character. A little too dramatic, I know. But hey, this is drama!

He was looking deep into my eyes now and I was looking back into his. Wow, I had noticed those two days back, but now, the view was just mesmerizing. His eyes were a soft chocolate brown shade. I felt slightly fluttery in the stomach. We were still staring at each other in silence for a few seconds, and the world seemed to disappear to---

WHOA! Hold on. Reality check, Miley. This is Nick. The Nick that you can barely stand. The Nick that is your best friend's boyfriend. What the heck is running through your mind? I need to give myself a good knock on my head to check if I was still sane. I'm erasing I ever thought that right now. Erasing. Erasing. Ok, erased. But seriously, his eyes are gor—No!

Ms. Collins clapped, clearly delighted at our improvement and I broke out of my trace. I looked at Nick who looked like he was startled by something too. Had he felt something too, like the way I had?

Nick's POV:

Wow, what just happened? Was I really staring at Miley's eyes? They were a beautiful, mesmerizing shade of blue. Looking in them was kind of like looking into the ocean. They glittered. Whoa! Snap out of it, Nicholas!

Mitchie's POV:

I wiped my tears. This was so sad. I had no idea Nick and Miley were such good actors. And they made a good pair for the lead role. Still, I couldn't help having a little part of me saying that it was bad. It was weird to see my boyfriend and best friend act like they were in love. Well, I got to make some sacrifices. And I guess this one of them. I pushed the feeling aside and continued watching as the next scene was beginning to commence. Miley made her way over to me and I gave her a hug exclaiming," You were SO good! That was so sad, you made me cry…" I fake pouted and we both laughed.

At that moment, I knew I had nothing to worry about, because I new Miley would never ever do anything intentionally to hurt me. She has, is and always will be my best friend. We have gone through so much together and I know neither of us wants to give up any of it.

Nick's POV:

(Next day at Math)

The teacher, Mr. Dean, was handing out our test papers from last week. I had bee dreading this ever since I turned in the paper. I knew I had done horribly. I watched as he swiftly moved across the class handing the papers in speed. No need to hurry, Mr. Dean, I'm going no where; take your ti—Oh boy!

He slammed the paper down on my table making me gulp in fear. No doubt; there was a big F circled in red marker on the top left corner of my class. He shook his head in disappointment. Seriously, was he expecting anything better than this? I wasn't.

"Gray, meet me after class. We got to have a serious talk."

I nodded nervously and moved onto the person next to me. Miley. I was still watching as he handed her the paper, a perfect A+ on it. He smiled at her warmly and she smiled back in satisfaction. I looked at her as Mr. Dean moved on and she gave me a playfully superior look. As if this was something new. Ok, I was a pretty good student, even if I say so myself. I did pretty well in all other subjects, but Math. That was my nightmare. Miley was always at the top of the class and me… at the bottom.

For some strange reason, I kept sneaking glances at Miley for the rest of the classes thinking about probably why she was better than me in Math and… other things. She caught me once or twice and I quickly turned my head to make myself look like I was looking somewhere else.

After another fifteen minutes or so that was filled with not understandable numbers, symbols and letters. Finally, the bell rang symbolizing the end of the period and I leapt to my fee, ready to leave the class before I remembered I had been asked to stay after class. Wondering what he had had to say to me, I made my way to the teacher's table and Mr. Dean looked up from last night's homework he was currently correcting.

Miley's POV:

I picked my books up and started to make my way out the class; it was pretty much empty now, except for Nick. I shook my head thinking that they were discussing his bad performance.

"Miley, could you come here for a moment?"

I turned in surprise to look at the sudden request by the teacher but walked over.

"Yes, Mr. Dean?"

Nick was now staring at us both in confusion.

"I need to ask you a favor…"

Oh no, is this what I'm thinking it is? No! I am NOT doing it. There is no way in this world that I am doing it. What does he think of me? I can't, I simply can't. Oh god please let it not be what I'm thinking it is. Please, please, plea--

"…I need you to tutor Nick."

I glanced at Nick and his expression mirrored mine. A look that said 'No freakin' way!'

"I—"

"Please, Miley. I need you to do this. Nick is an absolute failure in Math—" Nick looked like he was about to protest, then thought not to, "---And I'm only asking you because you're one of the best in the whole class. And plus, you can gain extra credit."

"I'm…"

Why wasn't Nick saying no?!

"Ok—"I sighed, "I'll do it."

"Thank you! Thank you, Miley… You may go now"

This is going to be entertaining. Very entertaining indeed, I thought as we walked out of the class together.

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A/N: I'm SO sorry for the delay. But, I had SO much to do. I'm not lying! I didn't read through, so forgive me for any mistakes.
Quite a Niley Chapter, right? Lol.
Well, please review! PLEASE?!