A/N: Sorry guys I know I suck. Blame work, I've been working overtime to get ready for an audit. It should be over with soon though. And I'll try to have the next chapter up sooner.

I know it's short, but hey it's mostly fluffish lol, so that's something at least.

P.S. I've been posting this without much proofreading so excuse any mistakes.

Chapter 5

The words seem to flow onto the page as Miley sits propped up against her headboard, working out some lyrics in her head. Some of the words had come to her earlier in the day, but she was just now getting a moments peace to really try and organize them and get them written down.

Up until a half hour ago Amber and Ashley had been talking nonstop. Every now and then they would expect a response from Miley or Sarah but mostly they were just filling the room with a whole lot of noise and you didn't have much choice but to listen.

To Miley it was mindless chatter, but she knew most girls enjoyed that stuff. What could she say, she wasn't like most girls and she was bored of it. She was happy when they finally decided to give it a break and do something else.

Breaking out of her thoughts she heard footsteps receding down the hall way. Her hand stops writing for a moment, turning her head to listen closely. She didn't have to look to know who it was, the quickening of her heart told her all she needed to know, Miss Truscott was heading back to her room for the night.

Smirking for a minute, she ponders on what to do. On one hand she knows that it's passed curfew and she's supposed to stay in her dorm room. She had been doing really well at following the rules of the schools trying to show Miss Truscott that she was a mature woman and get her to notice her.

On the other hand she hadn't made a move on the teacher since sending her the flowers a week ago. They hadn't had any time alone for awhile either. That certainly wasn't helping her get anywhere with the older woman. Her decision now made, she places her pen into her notebook to mark her page before sitting it down gently and getting up.

The door to Miss Truscott's room was cracked open slightly. Peaking through the crack, she finds the older woman sitting on the couch just inside the room deep in thought. Not having been spotted yet, Miley takes a moment to really study the blonde in a more natural setting.

Originally the whole teacher thing was what attracted Miley to Miss Truscott, but each time she saw her outside of that role, she fell just a little bit harder for the older woman. She looked so beautiful sitting there, she could help but want to be next to her.

The door creaked as Miley pulled it open further, alerting Lilly that someone was there. Seeing Miley standing there in her pajamas with a smile on her face gives her the impression the younger girl is up to know good. "You can't be in here," she tells Miley, but makes no real move to stopping her, knowing that deep down she does want her there.

Sitting down on the couch beside Lilly, Miley knows that for now she's got her way. "Well I need someone to talk to," she starts, hoping to get the other woman into a conversation. "I've had to listen to Amber and Ashley all night debate about what's appropriate to do on a first date," she finishes propping her foot up on the couch against her chest.

Lilly knows she should really send the girl back to her room, but something is stopping her. She knows too that Miley just needs someone to listen to her. The brunette has spent most of her life living under the rule of "be seen and not heard" that it's no wonder she acts the way she does. When she doesn't say anything back the girl playfully kicks her, "Oh come on, don't you want to know what's appropriate to do on a first date?" Miley asks, her reclining back, getting comfortable.

Lilly can't help but think for a minute how hot Miley looks sitting there like that. Pushing it quick aside she gives in, "all right, what's appropriate?" she asks laughing, starting to think this whole thing is a little silly. There has to be more to this conversation that just Miley wanting to tell her what the other two girls said.

Miley watches Miss Truscott for a minute trying to look anywhere but at her. That alone was telling her more than if she was looking at her. "Well according to them both it depends on how hot the guys is," she pauses scooting closer to Lilly, "or in Amber's case, the girl," she plays that last part off as if it was nothing, but keeps watching trying to gauge the teacher's reaction.

Crossing her legs, Lilly tries to look nonchalant with the whole conversation, not wanting to show how uncomfortable she really was. It wasn't because of the conversation or even Miley's closeness though, she was uncomfortable with how much this conversation and what the other girl was doing was intriguing to her. "Amber's gay?" she tried to play it cool, asking as if it was nothing.

"Didn't say she was gay," Miley starts, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear before admitting, "but she kissed me." She felt like all she had been doing tonight was waiting for some sort of reaction that the other woman was jealous or interested or both, but was getting none of that from her.

Lilly takes a moment, not saying anything. Inside she's trying not to feel the jealously Miley was hoping to inspire in her. She tries even harder to not let any of her thoughts show. Leaning forward to look at the girl better, she tries to act as if they were just two friends having a conversation, but even then she's not sure what to say. "She's kissed you, wow. Do you…Did you…"

"She's not my type," Miley interrupts, hearing the confusion in the other woman's voice. Hoping now that's she cleared some of it away and made her interest one again known, she turns so that she is sitting sideways on the couch watching as Lilly starts playing with the cross around her neck. "You play with your necklace a lot," she observes.

Dropping the necklace, Lilly starts running her hands together leaving the necklace alone. "Nervous habit," she admits, trying to block out how close Miley is to her now. It was easier said than done however, sitting as they were her senses were going haywire with the flowery scent coming off the girl making her smell just like spring. She loved that scent far more than she was willing to admit.

Miley lets the cross fall back into place and dropping her hand down a little bit. Opening her hand back up she gently runs a finger across the top of Lilly's breast, blatantly trying to seduce her. "Do I make you nervous?" Miley seductively asks, hoping to entice the teacher.

Looking into Miley's eyes, the two sit there in silent communication for a moment. Both trying to figure out what the other one is thinking and feeling. Simultaneously their heads begin slowly leaning, their eyes never losing contact. Feeling the other's hot breath on their face no, Miley tries to close the remaining gab between them just as reality hits Lilly and she pulls away, "don't."

Breaking contact, Miley sits up straight, trying to figure out what Lilly really wants. Wondering if she should just let it go or try again.

Lilly sends Miley a silent apology, knowing that she wanted it to happen just as much as she did, but it just couldn't happen. There were so many reasons why they couldn't do anything and she just couldn't ignore them.

Seeing the defeat in Miley's eyes, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl as well. Watching her walk out of the room and letting her go was harder than Lilly thought it would be. Part of her was screaming to call Miley back and finish what was started.

Sitting there all alone she was more confused than ever before. It was starting to appear inevitable that there would be an explosion between them. It was just a matter of when.

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The events of the night before kept replaying over and over inside Lilly's head as she tried to enjoy a bath. The room has been darkened, the only light coming from the candles around the tub. She couldn't stop her thoughts from going to the beautiful brunette trying to pursue her. She had to admit it was nice having the attention of such a hot young girl.

"Stop Truscott, you have to stop thinking of her like that," Lilly thought to herself. "She is your student, nothing more," she tried to tell herself but it wasn't working. Truth was Miley had come to mean more to her than just her student. She just wasn't sure what it all meant in the grander scheme of things.

Outside the room, the phone begins ringing causing her to take a pause in her thoughts. Knowing the machine will pick it up she lets her mind start to wander back to previous wonderings, but Oliver's voice on the machine breaks through her thoughts adding more confusion than before.

Not wanting to think about it anymore, she immerses herself in the water successfully drowning out Oliver's voice.

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Entering through door at the back of the chapel, Lilly quietly makes her way towards the front of the deserted room. Reverently bowing before the cross, she takes a seat on the front pew. Closing her eyes for a moment, she gather's her thoughts together.

Opening her eyes back up, she stares intently above her, almost as if she's looking heavenward searching for guidance. Here in the church is the one place she knows she will get the peace she needs to figure out what the right move is from here. Outside those doors everything became so confusing she couldn't ever seem to think straight.

Running the beads through her hands, she plays with the rosary she brought with her. Trying to clear her mind and just think.

On one hand she wants Miley in a way she's never felt before and on the other, sitting here, reminds her of all the times she'd been taught that such a thing is wrong. Feeling the thoughts of all those who have taught her differently come down on her she bows her head in shame.

The door opens behind her and she tilts her head a bit to hear it better but doesn't turn to look. She doesn't need to see who it is. She can feel her presence as soon as she enters the room. Unsure of the girl's intention she just stays still, breathing in Miley's scent long before she was anywhere near. It was intoxicating, and under normal circumstances she'd find that weird, but at the moment it didn't even seem to occur to her as more than a passing thought.

Miley makes her way through the room slowly, almost predatorily, as if afraid she will scare away her prey. Without speaking a word the younger girl takes a seat beside her effectively trapping her in the pew.

Both sets of eyes are on the other. Lilly eyes Miley up and down before taking note of the straight stare she is receiving from the girl. The look in Miley's eyes is nothing she's ever seen from her before. It's like she's a girl on a mission, and seduction is the goal. Not being able to stand it anymore, she turns away from the girl, trying to cut the image from her mind.

Miley will not be deterred this time begins to gently run her hands down Lilly's leg. When the other woman doesn't stop her she lets her hand follow the skirt down her leg. Keeping her eye on the blonde's reaction, she reaches the bottom of the skirt and plays with the end for a minute.

Lilly knows she should stop Miley, but her body doesn't let her. She wants this at it's been too long in coming.

Reaching under the green piece of material, Miley touches Lilly's leg for the first time. The skirt rides up as Miley caresses Lilly's knee lovingly, exposing the skin to the young girls lustful eyes.

Miley can see the lust begin to take over within Lilly. She can see the teachers resistance start to crumble, and continues on her journey of arousing them both.

Lilly leans her head back and moans in pleasure as Miley slides her hand a little further between her legs, drawing circles around her thigh. Rolling her head from side to side, Miley's actions are bringing her to the point of losing control of herself.

She turns her head towards the brunette once again, but doesn't allow herself to look at her. She's already lost the battle of resistance, looking into the girl's soft gaze would be just too much for her. Instead she closes her eyes, knowing this is the moment they have both been waiting for, she leans in closer to Miley.

Their breathes begin to mingle and she can feel Miley's eyes on her as she moves in slowly, brushing their noses together. Just as she is about to close the gap between them and fuse their lips together in a kiss she can no longer stop, the church bells ring bringing her out of her fantasy world, finding herself alone in the room.

Realizing where her mind has just taken her moments before, she knows that there is now no denying what she wants. Even here in this most sacred of places her mind still wants the girl that has captured her attention. And yet she knows it is something she can never have.