Hey, hey, you, you, Miley is Lilly's girlfriend!
"Who is Mark?" Jackson asked in hope to break the silence that engulfed the joined rooms after Mark hung up.
"Really, Jackson?" Miley asked, razing an eye brow at her brother, "You ask that right now?"
"Come on, it not like you don't want to know who he is," Jackson insisted. I do, but there is a better place for that, Miley determined in her head. Lilly patted Miley's shoulder and gave a small nod when her girlfriend looked at her. Then when all eyes were on Lilly she held up her note book. Mark is my mother's younger brother. When everyone nodded she wrote something else. O, why didn't you tell Mark me and Miley are together?
"Yea, Oliver why didn't you tell the man?" Miley asked a little ticked.
"Mark would give Miley the third degree," Oliver started, "and with all that's going on I thought we didn't need to add a protective Mark on to the list."
"Why would he give her the third degree?" Jackson asked.
"Wait till you meet him and you'll see," Oliver said with a small chuckle.
"We should get back to the elephant in the room," Robby said, "Lilly, what do you want to do?" The group turned there attention back to the silent teenager. Unthere stare she shock a little and turn back to her notebook and wrote. Well, I can't really 'talk' to anyone, can I? So, why bring up more questions? After a moment she added; However, we can't do nothing. So, does anyone have an idea? The silence returned at this question and the group just looked around, not really looking at anyone.
"We could ask Mark what he thinks," Oliver offered after five painful minutes of quite. Everlyone argree and Lilly dialed, but after it rang four times Lilly hung up.
"Why'd you hang up?" Jackson asked. If he doesn't pick up after four rings his phone is off, Lilly explained in writing.
"Then I guess were going to see him," Robby said.
"We?" Oliver asked.
"Yea," Robby nodded, "What did you think you were disusing this without us?" The duo nodded in a 'well, yea!' sort of way. Robby laughed to himself and started towards the door. I don't think you guy should come, Lilly insisted, but they ignored it. Soon, the duo and Stewarts were in Robby's car driving, with Oliver's decisions, to Mark's house, which was a good fifty minutes away.
"Turn right up the stone path up a head and that's where Mark lives," Oliver said from the back seat. Robby nodded, turned up to right. They drove threw a stone path in a small forest. After a little they made it to a round clearing. It was full of dyeing grass, a cabin near the center and a van beside it.
"This is where your uncle lives?" Jackson asked in surprise. Lilly gave a shrug form the middle and Robby pulled up next to the van and parked. The Stewarts followed Oliver and Lilly to the front door. Lilly razed her fist knocked twice waited a little then knock three times. After a little while they heard clicks of lock being undone. Slowly the door opened and reviled a 5, 11, muscular man, who had a goatee and a black bandana on his head. T-that guy is Mark, Miley thought.
"An hour after I call? I thought it took fifty minutes to get here from your part, right, Lilly?" Mark asked with a smirk.
Yes, I added my own charter, bite me. I need away that Lilly and Oliver could become Lola and Mike. After all, how could a couple of high school kids with no training do that? Also, I knew I needed an adult for Lilly to talk to and from what I remember from the show her mom was a workaholic. So, I made Mark.
Now pretty, pretty pleases review.