Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana. If I did I'd do my cousin a favor and let her be on the show...except she can't act... I decided to give you a fair warning that there's a bit...or more of the Liley towards the end. I love you JennySaysHa for reading the fic and reveiwing even though there were some parts that you didn't like. Thanks so much!
Avoid my Mom at all costs was pretty much how my Sunday afternoon went. I was glad to get to school on Monday because then I could avoid her for six hours without even trying. I got to school so early not even Miley(or a third of the teachers) was there. I got to my locker but I didn't open it. I leaned against it with my eyes closed. I banged my head against it once before slowly sliding down and sitting on the floor. I put my face in my hands and rested my forehead against my knees. This whole thing was really eating at me. How would you feel if you knew your Mom couldn't accept you for who you are or for something you can't help? She probably thinks it's a choice. I hate that. I hate when people think homosexuality is a choice because it's not. What it is, is a different brain "code", or whatever you want to call it, from straight people. Which leads me to think, how can you hate someone for something they're born with? For something they can't help at all? I was too buried in my thoughts to notice or care about anything going on around me.
I watched as the skater girl sat there for a very long time. She was beautiful and I wanted her, even if she didn't want me. I would do whatever it takes. There were two things standing in my way though, her friends. Oh yes, I knew all about her relationship with Little Miss Smiley Miley but why should I give a fuck? Speak of the devil, there was Miley walking through the school's front doors. I sensed something behind me. I turned around and there was the little Oken boy walking towards me. Time to abandon my...stalking...of Lilly. I turned around and walked away, allowing myself a cruel, cold-blooded smile as I did so.
I looked up. I had the strongest feeling of someone watching me. I finally got off the floor and opened my locker. I stuffed my skate board in and took out my binder for first period. Almost as soon as I grabbed my binder Miley came up beside me. I smiled at her.
"Hey Miles," She smiled back and gave me a hug.
"Sup Lilly...So, how did things go after you guys left?" She asked. I groaned.
"My Mom was being a total jackass about it, but not to my face. I got mad and headed down to the beach,"
"At 7:00 PM?" I nodded. She rolled her eyes.
"I pretty much ignored her all of yesterday. If she wants to be a bitch about it then let her. When she wants to be rational then she can talk to me," Miley gave me a weird look. "What?" I asked. She shook her head.
"It's weird to hear someone talk about their mom like that," I sighed.
"Yeah, well, I'm mad at her right now," I knew Miley would find it weird, especially since she didn't have a mom but whatever, it's my mom and I'm allowed to be mad at her. Just then Oliver came up.
"Hi." We started a conversation but I had the feeling that someone was watching me. I turned around but no one was looking at me so I shrugged it off. I looked at the clock.
"Come on guys, the bell's going to ring soon," I said as I picked my packback up off the floor. We walked to our first period and sat down for a boring day. All day I had the feeling that someone was watching me but I could never see anyone. Oliver and Miley seemed to notice this at lunch.
"What's wrong with you today Lils? You keep looking over your shoulder like you expect to be attacked at any moment," Oliver said. I shrugged.
"I don't know! I just keep getting this weird feeling that someone is watching me," I said. Both of them looked around.
"I don't see anyone," Miley said. I sighed frustratedly and gave up on the topic. I'll deal with that later.
Miley and I walked together after school, alone because Ollie-boy had a dentists' appointment straight after school. Miley invited me to her house after school. Needless to say, I agreed. I left a quick message on the answering machine at my house, just so my parents would know.
"Is anyone home?" I asked Miley as we walked inside. She shook her head.
"My Dad has to work late and Jackson has volleyball practice." We had the house to ourselves then. We went up to Miley's room. I laid down on her bed. "What do you wanna do?" She asked. I shrugged. We ended up playing tha game with the wooden blocks, you know, the one where you have to stack the blocks then pull one out without making the tower fall.
"It's gonna fall!" I yelled as Miles pulled out a block in the middle. I was wrong and she successfully pulled it out She stuck her tounge out at me. "Very mature," I said to her with a smile. She stuck her tounge out again. It was my turn. There was one near the top that seemed like it'd be easy so I went for it. I almost had it out when the tower toppled, showering us in wooden blocks which didn't really hurt, surprisingly. Me and Miley started laughing loudly. Once we got control of ourselves we started picking up the blocks. We were on our hands and knees, picking up all the block. We reached for the same block at the same time. We both stopped and looked at each other. I don't know why but I was suddenly drawn to her at that moment, more than ever before.
I leaned in and gently place a kiss on her lips. She leaned in more, deepening the kiss. She started to gently push me backwards until I was on my back and she was over me. I reached up and ran a hand through her soft, silky hair. We were like that for a bit. Finally, she pulled back a bit, but only a bit. She touched her forehead to mine. "You're beautiful, you know that?" I smiled at her.
"I've been told that. Did you know you're gorgeous?"
"I've been told that." I laughed and kissed her. In that moment, I knew that no matter what happened with my mom or anyone I would always have Miley. We could get through anything together.
A/N: FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!! I finally finished. Man, I lost interest in this story but yeah...Anyways, I put a set up for a sequel. Don't worry, I promise that'll get up within the month. It might be in third person point of veiw, I'm not sure yet. And I still need to find out a title but just know that more bad stuff is going to happen to Lilly. I'm so horrible and you'd agree too if you knew what I was planning!