Twilight Rising
Chapter One
AN: This is the sequel to 'When Flowers Bloom.' To understand this story you must read the first one. This story is going to Be sad, but not death sad. Please read and review! This is a cool bit of info! Since I wrote 'When Flowers Bloom' my friends have started calling me Tru. If my real name isn't weird enough all ready.
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It had been three weeks from Miley's birthday and Lilly had been busy with being both herself and Tru.
"Oliver!" Miley screamed, "I have two tickets to Twilight tonight, you wanna come?"
"What about Lilly?" Oliver asked, looking towards the bathroom, in which Lilly was in.
"No, she won't be able to go. She never is." Miley said, following Oliver's eyes.
"Shouldn't we at least ask?" Oliver said looking over towards Miley.
"No, if we tell her weir going to a concert to have a great time weather or not she can come would be mean." Miley said, turning on the T.V.
"Okay, I'll go." Oliver said, as an interview of Twilight came on.
"Okay, do you mind if we had separate seats?" Miley asked.
"No, not really." Oliver said, staring at Tru on the T.V.
The girls were talking about their music and their inspiration. Tru told a sad story about how her biggest, most greatest role model, Avril Lavigne, became one of the worlds biggest sell-outs.
She talked about how she changed from punk-princess who didn't care about what anyone thought, to some platinum blond who resembles girls such as Lindsey Lohan, or Hillary Duff, or even Jessica Simpson.
Midnight told a story of how Amy Lee, from Evanescence, is her biggest role model. How she knows who she is, and never changed for anyone.
How her voice soared, and how Evanescence was the best rock group ever. Midnight's story was more happy.
"That is the coolest shirt I have ever seen." Miley said pointing towards Tru's shirt.
Tru's shirt had a picture of a Cheerleader getting a gun held to her head by what looked like a punk-rocker girl. Under the picture these words, "I'm the one with the gun."
"Yeah, it's cool." Oliver said, still staring.
Lilly finally came out of the bathroom and sat down on the couch. She sat on Oliver's lap. He acted as if she wasn't even there. Lilly, trying to get Oliver's attention, turned to her zoned out boyfriend, and kissed him softly. Oliver, not meaning to, pushed Lilly to where she fell off of the couch.
"Okay, I get it. I'm gone." Lilly said, heading towards the door.
"Oliver!" Miley said, screaming towards her friend. As her other friend stormed out of her house.
"Oh, sorry. Bye Lilly." Oliver said still staring at Tru.
Lilly walked out of the door, and headed towards her home.
"What's gotten into you?" Miley said, switching off the T.V.
"Hugh? What do you mean?" Oliver asked, not understanding.
"Lilly tried kissing you, and you pushed her to the ground!" Miley screamed.
"I was watching that interview." Oliver said defensively.
"Oh, I get it! That stupid interview is more important than your girlfriend, and best friend." Miley sat back down on the couch.
"Miley, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." Oliver said apologetically.
"You didn't hurt my feelings, Oliver!" Miley screamed.
"But you said girlfriend, and best friend, your the best friend in that, aren't you?" Oliver asked.
Miley rolled her eyes, and said, "You know what, think it over. At YOUR house." Miley said, going up to her room. Oliver left, somewhat confused.
When Oliver opened the door to his house, he saw the T.V on.
Oliver continued to stare at the girl on the screen. He thought she was the prettiest girl he had ever seen. Yet she resembled someone he knew. He thought she had the most gorgeous smile, and the best singing voice, and a perfect talking voice. Could it be? Was Oliver falling in love with yet another super star?
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