a/n: Thanks for the reviews, they're great :) I'll try to update a chapter or two a day, it's summer and I haven't got much else to do besides take care of my cow for ffa. lol. I generally write pretty fast too.
Chapter four:
I drove home in my boy disguise, Roger and I decided against freckles seeing as it would be too hard to keep them looking the same each time, but we did go with a tanner look, done with the help of a little make up; he also gave me the brown contacts I wanted. We were both pleased with the outcome of the disguise, plus it was fairly simple so any time I wanted to be "Mike" it would be simple. Mike being the name we both decided would be easiest for me to remember and respond to.
Once I got home I was so eager to go out and find Lily I texted her from my phone asking what she was doing.
Miley: Hey lils, what r u doin?
Lily: hey! Nm. Just chillin by the beach.
Miley: sweet. Well im not done the docs yet, then I gotta run by the store…yeah daddys got me runnin errands too! But l8r lets hang?
Lily: lol ur dad's hilarious. Yeah lets say round 8 or 9?
Miley: sounds great….and he wouldn't be hilarious if he was ur dad!
Lily: ur just jealous you can't go tanning the beach lik me. Go shopping like a good grl now ;)
Miley: lol, ttyl lily.
Sweet, I thought, it's only 6 right now…I've got two hours to be "Mike" with her before she wants to hang out with me as Miley. I got a pair of my dad's nice aviator sunglasses from off the table to put on, or hang on my shirt later…whatever manly men did these days with them, but for now they went on my face. Figuring I couldn't come driving up in Miley's car I went into the garage and got out Jackson's old bmx bike to ride down to the beach on.
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The one thing that hadn't occurred to me was that the bike might be more of a pain in the ass than actually walking once I got on the beach, so I ditched it at Rico's knowing he would just think Jackson or his friend had left it there. I jogged down the beach wondering what I do to make it look like I wasn't going down the beach looking for her…knowing she would be there. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my very feminine phone, that had pink sparkles on it, and quickly shoved it back into my pocket…yeah, me acting like I was taking a stroll on the beach talking on my phone wouldn't work. Then before I knew it I had passed Lily who was laying on her back in her bikini sun bathing, I seriously did a double take walking in reverse and pushing my glasses to the tip of my nose…then I may have accidentally let out a low whistle.
"What you lookin' at perv?" She said to me without opening her eyes.
"I was…" I coughed, shit I'm Mike right now…manly voice, "I was just uh, looking at the ocean…looks great right now."
Then she looked at me, "Yeah…cause I'm the ocean obviously, stop staring and keep moving."
"Oh, naw…really look over there at them birds! They're flying…pretty amazing, huh?" Smooth Miley, real smooth…stupid gulls.
"They're just gulls…where are you from? Not from here surely 'cause gulls are an everyday site here kid." She smirked and closed her eyes again, ignoring the birds that were flying closer to us.
"Uh, yeah I'm from…Ohio actually, we don't have any birds up there."
"No birds?" She said sounding bored.
"Yeah, uh, cause we uh…shoot 'em all."
"That's kind of weird…maybe you should keep walking, I don't like people who have guns."
"Uh," I paused, I should have remembered that…and what was I thinking! Ohio doesn't have birds…way to use your brain Miley. "Well, I didn't me that I shoot them…just Ohio people…yeah."
"Oh my," Lily sat up, gave me a once over, "Too bad…look at the time, I've actually got to go now."
"Where you going?" Stalker…this is getting better and better.
"Away from you?" She stood and grabbed the towel she was laying on, and then her beach bag that had been beside her. "See ya kid, have fun shooting birds."
"Aw…uh, wait! Want to get a drink? I'm really not that bad a guy." Maybe I should have asked Roger how to be a boy…even though he probably would have made me a girly boy, it would have been better than this bird shooting Ohio kid I claimed to be.
"No thank you Robert I'm fine."
"It's actually Mike," I said.
She stopped, and I knew she was smiling, "Mike? I've got a friend named Mike…well it's more of a nickname, his real name is Oliver."
"Oliver? How's his nickname Mike then?" I asked, knowing very well how he got the name "Mike". Stupid Oliver.
"Oh it's a long story," She started walking again, "Maybe next time bird killer."
As I watched her go I took the aviators off and hung them on the white shirt under my polo. "Shit I really fucked that up, huh?" I said to nobody in particular, but as it turned out there was somebody behind me.
"Yeah son, you really did." Some guy clapped me on the back, "Next time offer to carry her bag for her or something…no girl wants a bird killing guy to buy her a drink after she just met him."
I turned to see Jake Ryan, my ex-boyfriend(biggest mistake of my life) and sometimes friend, "What the hell are you doing here…" I muttered then said to him, "Thanks, uh, dude. Jake Ryan, right? I hear you're a real ladies man." A plot formed in my mind…I could use this kid.
"Yeah, Jake Ryan," He shook my hand. "Ladies man and supreme actor, that's me," He grinned cockily.
"You should teach me some moves…I've never been too great with the ladies, I lose my head and say whatever comes to mind. People in Ohio really don't shoot all the birds…just some of them, and I really never have." Then I stopped, thinking maybe it wasn't manly to babble on about unmanly things like not knowing how to get the ladies.
"Well son, the first thing you should know is…don't say 'moves' and don't talk about you're unmanly-ness."
Then my phone started ringing a very unmanly Hannah Montana tune, it'd amused me when I was Miley…now it was embarrassing. "Uh, oh shit dude…I uh accidentally got my s-sister's phone dude."
Jake just raised his eyebrows as I pulled out the pink sparkly phone, "You sure you're into girl man? Cause honestly…that's pretty unmanly…and so is me saying unmanly, shit dude you're unmanliness is rubbing off on me. Catch ya later Rob." He laughed then ran off down the beach.
"Fuck I'm so lame at this guy shit." I answered my phone, "Hey what's up Lily?"
"Oh god, so you won't even imagine...I met this guy on the beach, and he was cute I have to admit…but only looks wise…and well his voice was pretty adorable, but besides that he was a total weirdo. He started talking to me about how there's no birds in Ohio cause everybody there shoots them!" Then she burst out laughing.
I felt my face go hot as I blushed, "Haha…uh, maybe he was just nervous? Guys are weird sometimes."
"Yeah, but he was really weird…maybe a little nervous, but still…no birds in Ohio?" She continued to laugh, "So I think I might just head over to your house now? Are you home yet?"
"Uhh, yeah, I'll get the door for you text me before you get there." I hung up, "Shit!" I yelled, then took off at a sprint for me house…I was still Mike, and Lily is coming over in probably ten seconds and I'm suppose to get the door for her. "Oh FML!" I yelled out my latest favorite computer phrase, "This really is an FML moment!"
Then I didn't even notice as I passed up Lily who was leisurely walking towards my house as we passed Rico's, I grabbed Jackson's bike and sped off. Not knowing Lily was watching "Mike" go with a slight smile, deciding to herself "Mike" was pretty cute and if she ever did she him again she'd give the Ohio kid another chance.
