Let's get on to it

After eating Miley's well made picnic the couple laid down on the sheet, hands inches away from each others. Just grab her hand! What are you sacred of, she is you girlfriend after all, Miley yelled at herself. Slowly she reached her hand over to Lilly's open palm. However, before she could even touch her hand Lilly sat up.

"What's up?" she asked. Lilly, notebook-less, pointed to the water. Miley nodded in understanding and stood up.

"To the beach, my lady," Miley said in a slight British ascent, offering her hand. Lilly smiled and took it. They spent two hours in the water splashing, racing, and drowning one another. Each time they raced Lilly would win by a yard, but Miley said that she was letting her win. Those comments resulted the all the drowning that took place. To tell the truth I couldn't bet Lilly in a race to save my life, Miley confessed in her head.

As they left the water to get there towels a song that was very familiar was playing. "I'm unusual, not so typical, way too smart to be waiting around-" Miley blushed as her Hannah phone rang. She ran over to answer it and to reduce her embarrassment.

"H-hello?"

"Hello Ms. Montana?" a familiar female voice asked.

"Yes?" Miley replied, "Who is this?"

"Tyra Madison."

"Umm."

"I worked at your concert last night." Oh mole eyed girl!

"Oh, yea. What can I do for you?" she asked

"One of your friends left an invitation for you to a party. That I thought you would want to know," Tyra replied in a business like tone.

"Oh thank you," Miley said sweetly, "Could you tell me where and when?"

"The corner of 74th and Lane at 5:00," she answered.

"Cool and thanks again." With that she hung up. He turned around to see Lilly raped in a Hannah Montana towel with a raised eye brow.

"I was invited to a party," Miley said in answer to her expressions," D-do you want to g-go with me?" Lilly beamed and nodded her head, after a moment she pouted her lips.

"Yes, Oliver can come too," she said rolling her eyes. Lilly smiled and pecked Miley's lips. Lilly texted Oliver and told him to come over to the beach to drive them to Miley's home. Not that long later the trio was at the Stewart's beach house. Jackson was lounging on the coach when they walked in.

"Nice to see you again Lilly," Jackson said as he checked Lilly out in her bikini and ignored the fact his sister was crying about her yesterday.

"Leave my girlfriend alone," Miley snapped.

"Girlfriend? Sweet," Jackson said with a nod

"Yea," Miley said with a smile, "Oh and this is my new friend, Oliver. Oliver this is my dorky older brother, Jackson." The two guys nodded at each other.

"Dude what you watching?" Oliver asked as he walked over to the TV.

"A Back to the Future marathon."

"Sweet." And with that he sat on the coach next to Jackson and was instantly in a different world. The couple rolled their eyes and walked up to Miley's bed room. Once there Lilly picked up a piece of a stationary and a pen off her girlfriends desk and wrote: Your room is adorable.

"Thanks," Miley blushed, "Oh I have something really cool to show you." She took her hand and led her to her closet. Your closet? Lilly wrote.

"Well yea, but behind it is," she said opening the door," my closet." There was the Hannah Montana door. Miley led her in the room and turned to face her once inside just in time to see her jaw drop. Giggling Miley showed her rotating wardrobe. Must. Play. On. It, Lilly's thoughts demanded. She ran up onto it right as it started to pick up a little speed. Each time it turned to face the full room Lilly did something different. The first time she was doing the disco, then the Macarena, next she was standing on her hands, and lastly she was blowing kisses.

"That the last straw!" Miley shouted and hopped up on the spin disk just in time to tackled Lilly to the ground. Lilly quickly retaliated so she was on the top. Miley's knee was pointed up in between Lilly's legs, while Lilly held Mileys hands above her head. Both of them realized there slightly erotic pose and brook apart.

"Umm I t-think we should get r-ready for the party, r-right?" Miley stuttered. Lilly nodded in agreement

Jakarie gave me the name for Tyra. Review Pretty, Pretty Please.