Sorry for not updating sooner.
I've been super busy and I haven't had the time to write.
But now I HAVE updated and I hope you like this chapter.
I've honestly forgot about this story so I had to go back and reread it. You may have to do the same, and if so, I would happily ask you to!!
Sorry if it's short, but I wanted it to be good and I knew if I made it longer, the humor wouldn't be as humorous.
Anyway, please read it and please check my profile for the note at the bottom of my page.
Thanks!
"Erm…" I said, turning red to the gills. Or whatever.
"You like me?" Miley asked, her voice coming out more as a squeak than anything else.
Lilly nudged me between the ribs, causing me to double over in pain.
"Yes. Maybe. Ummm…no." I wheezed.
"Oh. Okay?" Miley said questioningly.
"Forget it." I said, finding my momentarily lost voice.
Lilly shot me a look of evilness.
I shuddered.
Scary…
"Hey guy's what's hangin?"
"Jackson…" Miley groaned, turning around to see her older brother, "what are you doing here?"
"Awwh, good to see you too, lil' sis."
Miley rolled her eyes.
"What's the fizzle, yo?"
"Just decided to annoy Miley and her cute little friends."
"Ugh, Jackson, man, I know I'm amazingly handsome and everything but I prefer the… opposite gender, if you catch my drift. And erm, to be honest with you man, I feel flattered and all but…"
"Shut it, Oken." Jackson snapped.
Miley howled with laughter.
Lilly and Jackson both reddened, I felt pleased causing me to ruffle my hair.
"So, um, yeah. We have to study… because, erm… we have a um… quiz on erm… the um… large mutant ant… that attacked the French coast last weekend… erm… for um… math…" Lilly stalled; her face still red.
Whatever she was stalling for blew my mind.
Not like that cause, you know, I like a certain Stewart.
EW.
That ISN'T Jackson or Mr. Stewart. Or Miley's mom. Or Uncle Earl or Aunt Pearl.
"Right. I never remember hearing about that on the news…" Miley finally spoke up, breaking a very awkward silence.
"I don't either." Jackson and I agreed.
"That's because… it was on the news… in Switzerland…" Lilly clarified.
Miley, Jackson, and I all exchanged glances. For a very good reason, in my opinion.
"And… Belgium… bombed Belize… and covered them with backfiring… bacon… in November…"
"Just stop talking…" Miley said.
Jackson's face turned red, as if trying to contain laughter.
"What's so funny, Mr. Tomato Face?" Lilly asked, anger suddenly coming to a boil.
"Um, nothing… I just remembered when Miley… ran around in nothing but my spider man boxers yesterday."
"Jackson you little p--" Miley started.
"Watch your mouth." Jackson said, wagging a finger in front of her face.
"Platypeople." She finished.
"Platypus." I corrected.
"Whatever."
And I couldn't help but daydream of Miley running around her house in a pair of spider man boxers.
BRIINNGGGG!
"Five minutes."
"Oliver, the school bell won't stop ringing by you talking to it." Miley said.
I woke up, realizing I fell asleep during math, and ruffled my hair in confusion.
"But we're in math."
"Yes, and you have art."
"NOOOO!!"
"And, you're late."
"NOOOO!" I remained, sitting, delusional from my nap.
"Are you gonna go?" Miley wanted to know.
"Oh yeah! I probably should do that…" I said, rushing off with my books in my arms.
"Yeah you should, you donut!" Miley called after me.
Shouldn't Miley be at choir…?
"Oliver, where were you?" Lilly asked in a hushed tone, as I quickly sat down in the seat she saved for me.
"Sleeping."
"Didn't Miley wake you?"
"Not in time." I yawned.
"Ohhh…"
"So what are we doing?"
"What we weren't doing last week."
"Thanks. You're loads of help." I said dryly.
"We're doing life portraits." Lilly said, reddening.
"What's… oh. OH."
"And our model is…" Mrs. Dunkin said, and Miley walked in.
Didn't see that one coming, did ya? Got cha fools! Sorry it was short… it was a filler chapter, after all. Uh-oh… moohaha I'm so very evil… I hoped you liked. Reviews? Please? Begs and pouts and pleads