DISCLAMIER; this is the lastest chapter of this story. So my final disclamier of the story and i would also like to thank any reviewers and readers because it makes me feel loved. disclamier - a claim you diss. well i will dis the claim that I own Hannah Montan although I doubt that anyone has clamied I own Hannah Montana - Gutted I know but what you gonna do about it but cry ? I know I do (J/K)

Chapter twelve - Lessons learned

So Miley, Oliver and me spent the rest of our Sunday at out own houses. Miley lied to her dad and said we were listening to real loud music at my house although secretly I think he knew what we did because he was smart like that. Olivers mum came home and didn't suspect a thing because they were Oakens and all Oakens are oblivious. And my mum well she knew the moment I walked in - dang it.

"Lillian you know what I think about alcohol," My mother said the moment I walked through the door

"Sorry mumsie never agian." I smiled giving her a hug. She didn't really care that much though to be honest I have to do the dishes by myself all week but apart from that no punishment. I went to bed earlier then normal because I was amazingly tired but who wouldn't be when you've had hardly any sleep the night before.

I woke up, brushed my theeth, washed my face, got dresses, no time for a shower since I over slept. Went downstairs grabbed a breakfast bar, some fresh orange juice, my skateboard and skated out the house yelling bye to my mum and Becki. I skated over to Mileys house like always and waited for about 5 minutes as always because she took forever, I left my board at Mileys house and we walked to the road where Olivers street met Mileys and mine and waited for Oliver who came over.

Oh and I bet y'all guessing what happened between me and Oliver well maybe the next part will sum it up for you. So Oliver came over and planted a kiss on my lips, a small but sweet kiss so Miley didn't get fed up waiting and make a comment about her Uncle Earl. "aww would you look at that," Miley smiled at us as Oliver said hi. We talked about trival and meaningless gossip while walking to school.

As school and lessons had started, Miley, Oliver and me where all in science which is a bore and normally a good chance to have fourty winks but what our teacher said next had all our eyes opened wide. "Today we are going to talk about alcohol" GULP, "I know alot of children your age will want to try it although I advise you not too," too late sucker "And here are some resaons why. "She droned on and on about differnt ways it can harm you mentally and phsically and yada yada ding dong.

"Well that was boring, meaningless and well kinda scary," Miley commented as we left the class room, "As if I wanted to know that I could look like a hag when i'm older if I drink loads every day," I nodded along to what Miley was saying.

"Well I don't have to worry about that because I don't do akchold because it'd effet my muscles," Oliver said felxing his muscles I grabbed his hand and pulled his flexed 'muscles' down and laughed.

"Well maybe just maybe alcohol is alright on the right occassions," I said smileing because without alchol I wouldn't have Oliver.

"Suppose but you didn't get a hangover," Miley puted and we all laughed.

So maybe it was a bad idea. Maybe we were irresponsable. Maybe we shouldn't of done the things we did. But were teenagers. We act without thinking and get spots, thats what we do.