Sorry it has taken so long to update! I've been sick. I hope people are still reading the story and I promise this chapter will be longer. Enjoy!

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Lily was sitting in math class, trying to pay attention to what the teacher was saying, but her mind was wandering too much. Miley and Mike broke up, Lily saw it! Now she has a chance. But now that it has happened Lily realized that there were a few flaws to her plan. Like what if Miley didn’t want Lily to date Mike? Lily did promise that nothing would ruin their friendship. But an even worse thought popped into Lily’s head, what if Mike didn’t like her back?

Oliver was pretending to pay attention in class, but instead he was eying Lily. She looked deep in thought. Her brow was wrinkled as though she was trying to figure out the answer to a really difficult math problem, but she still looked stunning in the eyes of Oliver. But Oliver knew that a math problem was not what Lily was thinking about. He knew her mind was on Mike and he knew he had to get it off of Mike.

Mike was bad news, at least that’s what Oliver thought. He could just feel it. He had to get Lily away from him. Miley has already escaped (even though Oliver was perfectly content with Mike while Miley was dating him because he knew that Lily didn’t have a chance, but Oliver never thought that his vision could be clouded by his feelings for Lily) now it was time to save Lily.

He took out his cell phone a texted Lily (it was math class, so texting was perfectly acceptable).

Oliver- YOU’RE FAILING MATH. HAS IT EVER OCCURRED TO YOU TO PAY ATTENTION?

Lily- THOUGHT ABOUT IT DECIDED AGAINST IT. AND I DON’T SEE YOU PAYING ATTENTION EITHER MR. SMARTY PANTS.

Oliver- IT’S MILEY’S JOB TO KEEP ME FOCUSED AND SHE’S NOT HERE. WAIT, WHERE IS MILEY?

Lily looked around the class and realized that Miley wasn’t in her normal seat. She was just too preoccupied with Mike to notice before. Lily was about to write back to Oliver saying that Miley was just probably dealing with some Mike drama and skipped class but she’ll be fine, then Lily got a text message. From Miley herself.

Miley- SOS! MEET ME IN THE SAFEHOUSE!!!

The safehouse was the girl’s bathroom near the water fountain that Miley and Lily always snuck to when they skipped a class or had a problem the needed to talk out. Lily tried to figure out what this was about, maybe Miley wasn’t taking the Mike thing as well as expected. That could definitely put a flaw in Lily’s plan. Lily decided that she’ll never know what Miley needed unless she went. Now she just had to get out of math class.

Oliver- HELLO? BORED OUTTA MY MIND HERE! Oliver texted right before Lily was about to make an excuse to leave.

Lily- MILEY GAVE ME AN SOS! I GOTTA LEAVE CLASS. IF I’M NOT IN MY NEXT CLASS COVER FOR ME. OKAY?

Oliver sighed when he read this and then wrote back.

Oliver- YOU’RE COVERED.

Lily- YOU’RE THE BEST! If only, Oliver thought.

Lily made an excuse that she was in desperate need of the nurse and the clueless teacher agreed to let Lily leave. She maneuvered her way through the hallway of her school, going to the bathroom stall that Miley and her made their official headquarters whenever the other is in crisis mode. Finally she reached her destination and pushed the bathroom door open, only to hear a soft crying.

“Miley?” Lily asked, slowly encroaching upon the stall that she heard the crying coming from. Miley must be taking this badly, she never cries unless she is in way over her head. “Is that you?”

A hand pushed the bathroom stall in the back of the room open. Miley walked out of it, a little makeup running down her face from crying. Lily instantly went over to Miley, already taking some makeup out of her handbag, Miley looked like a mess.

“Miley, what’s wrong?” Lily said, ushering Miley over to the mirror where there was more light, as she fixed her friend’s makeup. Miley didn’t answer. “Is it Mike? Did you breakup?” There was a little too much hopefulness in Lily’s voice when she asked that, but Miley didn’t pick it up.

“No,” she responded. “Apparently we’re on a break.” Lily looked confused. So they’re not broken up? Great, now Lily has to wait even longer for Mike. Maybe she should give up her quest for him, it was hopeless anyway.

“A break? What does that mean?” Lily asked. Miley shrugged.

“I have no idea, but I don’t really care.” Miley said, finally examining herself in the mirror, Lily didn’t quite finish fixing her makeup, so she looked even worse half done.

“Are you gonna let me finish?” Lily asked, pulling Miley back into her reach. “So, you don’t care about the breakup? I mean, break?”

“No, I just care about the reasons why, and the whole Ron thing.” Miley said. Lily didn’t feel like getting into another Ron conversation, so she just decided to avoid that particular part.

“What were his reasons?” she asked, finally finishing Miley’s makeup. Miley turned and looked at herself in the mirror. It looked like she was crying a little, but a few more minutes in the bathroom and the puffy eyes would go away.

“I’m too selfish and involved in my own world.” Miley said, answering Lily’s question. Miley then looked at the ground, feeling troubled. “Lily?” she finally asked nervously.

“Do you think I’m too involved in the Hannah world and not enough in real life?” Miley asked. “I mean, before the whole Ron thing, did I really cast everyone to the side for Hannah?”

Lily was silent for a moment. “It’s not that you cast everyone to the side, it’s just, sometimes it seems like Hannah’s life and people are more important than Miley’s.” Miley just looked really guilty. Obviously Lily didn’t help.

“Which is understandable. I mean, Hannah’s world is glamourous and perfect. And even though you want both Miley and Hannah’s life, I’m sure anyone would chose the perks of Hannah over Miley sometimes.” Lily quickly covered, knowing that still wasn’t something that would make Miley feel better. She created the alter-ego Hannah to stop being Miss Hollywood and keep her friends, and it’s been working, but it can only work to an extent. The rest is Miley sacrificing a movie premiere for a movie night with your friends, which is a choice that Miley usually handles well, but sometimes she chooses Hannah. Maybe Mike bringing this to Miley’s attention will make her more like Miley and less like Hannah.

“Right now,” Miley said, breaking Lily’s train of thought. “I’d rather be anyone but Hannah.”

“Why?” Lily asked. Miley took out her cell phone and showed it to Lily. On the screen was a rather rude text from Ron telling him that she has to show up at another movie premiere with him.

“Do you have a choice?” Lily asked, finally figuring out that this text from Ron is what caused Miley to breakdown in tears.

“No, I’m still in contract for another two weeks.” Miley moaned. “Lily will you go with me? I could use a friend.”

“Of course,” Lily said, while hugging Miley. Miley can worry about juggling the Hannah world and Miley world later, right now she just needed to juggle her emotions without letting anything fall to the ground and break her.

“Dad, we’re ready,” Miley said solemnly, walking down the stairs as Hannah. She was wearing an ultra trendy dress, layered in necklaces and she had her signature blonde wig on, and a face covered in makeup that hopefully wouldn’t run if she cried. Lily, dressed as Lola came down behind her in a black and white dress with stylish combat boots and red hair.

“You look great.” Robbie responded. Miley moaned.

“You think I look great, now I have to go change.” Miley said making her way back up the stairs.

“Wait,” Robbie said stopping her. “Why can’t a father tell his daughter that she looks nice?”

“Many reasons,” Miley began. “But it’s not you this time, I want Ron to be repulsed by me and end this stupid contract.”

“Darling,” Robbie said pulling his daughter into a hug. “No one can be repulsed by you.”

“That doesn’t make me feel any better.” Miley whispered.

“Sorry,” Robbie said, pulling out of the hug. “Are you sure you don’t want me to cancel my date tonight so I can be on call if you need me?”

“No, I got Lily with me to put Ron in his place.” Miley said. Jackson just scoffed.

“What’s this one called?” he asked, referring to the long string of dates that his father has had recently and wondering what this one’s name was. “Martha?”

“No.” Robbie Ray, said, before mumbling an excuse that he had to pick up his date. He said goodbye and tried to make his way out of the house, but Jackson stopped him.

“No, wait. I bet she’s a Linda. You like Linda’s.” Jackson continued.

Just when Jackson was about to say another name, the phone rang, but no one felt like getting up to answer it so it went to the machine. The message left went like this.

“Hey Robbie?” a women with a very California like voice said. “It’s Olga. Sorry, but I’ll be like thirty minutes late for our date, but I’ll see you soon. Hope I’m not causing too much trouble. See you soon, bye!”

Jackson’s eyes bugged out and he looked like he was gonna cry, before he blurted out “You’re dating an Olga!”

Robbie Ray looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here. “It’s just a weird coincidence.”

“An Olga!” Jackson roared. “After everything I’ve been through with my Olga! You’re dating one! That’s horrible! They curse us Stewart men Dad! Never date an Olga!”

“You know what? Why don’t we let you guys have a talk. We gotta go.” Miley said before pulling Lily out the door. Robbie was left standing there alone with Jackson.

“This gives me some time to get some flowers, so I’ll go too.” Robbie said leaving, decided he’ll deal with this later. Jackson just flopped down on the couch and moaned, “I hate my life.”

“Hannah, you look radiant.” Ron whispered in Hannah’s ear as they were walking down the red carpet.

“Ron,” Hannah whispered back. “You make me wanna puke.” Then she smiled back to Ron sweetly.

“Yeah!” Lola shouted from two steps behind them.

“Who asked you?” Ron said, irritated that Hannah had to bring her friend Lola along, but still keeping a smile because there were cameras flashing and he knew he had to keep a perfect image.

“Let’s just get this over with.” Hannah said, trying to speed Ron down the carpet. Lily stopped her in her tracks and pointed over towards the end of the red carpet.

“What?” Miley asked, then finally following Lily’s pointing finger.

“Is that?” Lily asked.

“Jake?” Miley asked, seeing Jake’s figure at the end of the carpet. She didn’t get what the big deal was, Jake was almost always at these things. Why was Lily going all gaga over him.

“I meant the person next to him.” Lily whispered, her eyes widening. Miley looked over and saw that Jake had a date who was wrapped around him giving him a kiss on the cheek. The kiss made Miley flinch, but she casted that feeling of jealousy aside because she wanted to know who he was with. At first Miley couldn’t figure out who it was next to Jake but then it hit her like a ton of bricks.

“Amber!”

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Other than the ending this has sorta been just a filler chapter. But I hope that this will keep you coming back for more. There will be a lot more JILEY stuff in the next chapter so please keep reading. And just to clarify, in this story Jake does NOT know that Miley is Hannah. So, just remember that next chapter. I'll try to update more often. Please review!!!