Chapter 6 – End, Or Beginning?

The next day, Johnny gazed jealously at Miley and Jake. They were giggling about something with Lily and Oliver. And holding hands. And they kept smiling at each other. Last night, when he was trying to fall asleep, a thought had kept nagging his mind. He kept pushing it away, but it wouldn’t leave him alone. What was that thought, you ask? That Miley and Jake were perfect for each other. He should stop trying to mess things up.

Miley walked into the cafeteria, and gasped. Jake and Johnny were fighting. Not punching, verbally, but still. And from what she could tell, they were fighting about her.

“Guys! Jake, Johnny, stop!” She yelled.

They both stopped mid-sentence.

“Look, Johnny, you’re nice and everything, but I like Jake now. You just have to accept that.” Miley told him. He nodded, looking incredibly disappointed.

Miley gently pulled Jake over to their table.

In PE, Miley’s class was climbing the rope. She and Lily grimaced at each other.

“First up, how about Stewart?” The PE teacher said.

Miley sighed and walked up to the rope. She was fine until about halfway up.

He hands were sweaty. She could feel herself slipping. She began to fall…but was she really falling? And why were there pink clouds in the gym?

Miley bolted up in bed, and realized Jake was leaving for Romania this morning.

THE END

A/N: Okay, if any of you didn’t get that, the whole story was a dream. I couldn’t think of how else to end it. Don’t hate me! Although, I’ll understand if you do.