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The ride back to the Stewart's was quicker than Lilly expected. Swiftly the cluster teenagers piled in to the beach house. The each dropped there bags on the floor by the door and made their way to the kitchen.
"Where do you think dad is?" Jackson asked his sister as he opened up the refrigerator. Miley shrugged half heatedly as she put popcorn in the microwave and clicked start. Jackson handed everyone a can of Mount and Dew as they all lisoned to the small pops from the microwave. Once the popcorn was fully popped and everyone had a soda the four went over to the coach and chairs and started to watch Scrubs on the Stewart's big TV. With laughing every once in a while from what JD did and Oliver having soda dripping out of his nose at one point, they were all having a pretty good time. That was until a familiar song played, I brock your jaw once before, smeared your blood aboun the floor, you brock my leg in two.
"Mark?" Miley asked. Lilly nodded and exchanged a quickly look with Oliver before answer the phone with two snaps.
"Hey, Lilly, I know second time calling you and this is like agents some shit, but this is important," Mark said, tacking a deep breath he continued, "Is your girlfriend there?"
"Y-yes," Miley stuttered a little.
"Don't be scared, kid," Mark warned, "I can't hurt you over the phone." Miley and Jackson's eyes widened. Before they could do anymore to express their discomfort with this there was a laugh coming from the phone. "It's a jock kid, don't wet yourself." Miley blushed, and Lilly rolled her eyes.
"Lilly wants you to get on with why you're calling," Oliver interpreted.
"Alright, okay. I been talking to your father-"
"Your with our dad?" Jack cut off.
"Didn't I just say that? Anyway we been deducing the interview and were you should have it, and we limited down to Bill Ryan or Alison. Take your pick."
"I guess Bill Ryan," Miley shrugged, "I already talked to Alison."Jackson slapped his hand over his mouth at the mention of Alison.
"Alright, I'll get it done; your father should be coming home soon. Text you latter, Lilly," Mark said before hanging up. Right when Jackson heard the click and burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?" Miley asked her oddly shorter older brother.
"You don't remember what you told back stage?" Jackson asked, chuckling. Miley shock her head. "Well, maybe this will judge your memory," he added with a smirk, not a good sign, "Oliver, Lilly? Weren't you guys at that interview?" That was when it hit Miley what Jackson was talking about.
"Oh yes, we were- wait you guys saw us?" Oliver asked, Lilly's eyes widened at this information.
"Well, I didn't," Jackson explained, "but Miley did. And Boy did Miley see you guys." Miley blushed and cucked a pillow at him, trying to get him to shut up, it did work. "Oh that girl is so pretty and gorguse I just want to hug her and squeeze her." Miley blushed a deeper shad red as Jackson mimicked her voice. Oliver and Jackson both started to laugh. Miley knew they were just pushing her buttons, but could they do that when Lilly is not right here. Thinking of her girlfriend Miley bravely turned to look at Lilly's reaction.
The secret pop stare expected her to be blushing like her and hiding her face or smiling in her amused almost laughing matter. However, what Miley did not expect was for Lilly to be staring at her, a slight pink tint on her cheeks, wide eyes and pouted lips or, in Mileys word, the cutest face I have ever seen, damn her.
"Lilly?" Miley asked slowly, "Are you-"However before she could finish her thought, Lilly kissed her. Not a gentle peck, but a deep, emotional one, with her hand griped on Mileys shoulders. To say Miley was a little surprised by Lilly's show of love would have been a huge understatement. In fact, the whole room was shocked , Jackson and Oliver's laughter had stopped. Slowly Lilly pulled away.
"W-well, that was s-something," Miley stuttered. Lilly blushed and nodded slowly. Silence filled the room, tenchen was thick, you probably couldn't even cut it with an axe. Trying his best to, Oliver turned the TV back on, which seemed to help, but the tenchen was still there. It was still in the air when Robby walked in twenty minites later.
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