Disclaimer: See Chapter 1

Disclaimer: See Chapter 1

AN: First off, I'd like to apologize for the extremely long delay of this chapter. If you guys really need someone to blame, blames –little clip- and J.S. Jamesbrooke. It is completely and utterly their fault for distracting me :D

And secondly, thank you thank you for all the reviews. They definitely make my day :)

I'd like to give a little shout out to my distracters (-little clip- and J.S. Jamesbrooke) who both make me laugh daily!

Lastly, I thought I should let you guys know that I've changed my pen name from Fritolays to Turn.Me.On. (There's a story behind that, but I'm afraid I can't share ;)

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Chapter 4: It's All A Rumor

First period crawled by with still no sign of Lilly. Second period seemed to be moving even slower. I'm sitting at my desk thinking about our conversation this morning. My best friend who doesn't usually skip school, still hasn't shown up and it's all my fault. I can't wait for this class to end to so I can hurry up and get to my third period class. I glance up at the clock for the 80th time this hour and see that there is still 7 more minutes left of this torturous class. I really need to see if Lilly has shown up during this period or if she's skipped school altogether because of me.

I wonder how we went from a great night of watching movies and bantering playfully to this.

Finally the bell rings and I jump out of my seat and run to the door with the grace of an Olympic track star. Nothing is going stop me or slow me down from getting to my next class.

"Ms. Stewart, a word please," the teacher calls right as I have one foot out the door.

Ok, apparently nothing but that.

"Uh, sure Mr. Novack," I say wondering what he could possibly want me for. I've never been asked to stay behind by a teacher before. Not that I'm a teacher's pet or anything, but I'm not a bad student either, although I'm sure Mrs. Kunkle would say otherwise. I've never had detention or anything like that so it's quite a surprise to be asked to stay behind by the teacher like a common delinquent.

"Miley, I'm going to be frank here. I'm not here to be your friend or confidant so I'm not going to ask what was on your mind that stopped you from paying attention in my class. All I care about is that you take away something from my class. I'm here to teach you and I can't do that if you don't pay attention. The only thing you seemed to pay attention to was the clock above the door," he says, lifting a leg to half sit on the corner of his desk. "Was there somewhere you needed to be, other than my classroom of course? Perhaps a big shoe sale?" He asks condescendingly.

"Oh, um, no sir. I just have a lot of personal things on my mind right now. I'm sorry, it won't happen again," I say quickly hoping to hurry this conversation up so I can get to my next class. His last sarcastic comment has really rubbed me the wrong way and I really want to keep my detention-less record in tact.

"Whatever the reasons may be, you need to pay attention in class. There are no excuses. Now I won't give you a detention this time because I have heard that you are a good student. In the future Ms. Stewart, might I suggest you leave your personal problems at the door." He says folding his hands in his lap.

I really, really don't like this teacher. I've heard he can be a bit of a, well, you know, but I didn't think I'd ever get to personally see that side. Like he said, I'm a good student and I've never been on the bad side of a teacher before, other than Mrs. Kunkle.

"Yes sir, I'll do that," I say, barely able to hold back from retorting sarcastically.

"See that you do Ms. Stewart and we'll get along fabulously," He says standing up to usher me out the door. "And might I also suggest you hurry to your next class. You have three minutes to get there so I won't be giving you a late note," The prick finishes.

I don't bother replying as I practically run out the door and to my next class. I'm extremely annoyed that I won't have time to talk to Lilly before class starts, that is, if she's even there.

On the way to class, Jake stops me for a quick in between class kiss, but I brush him off. I don't want to lead him on any further knowing I'll be breaking up with him in the next couple hours. I simply tell him I have something really important to talk to him about at lunch and I'm off again. I really, really need to see Lilly.

I stroll into class just as the bell ring and breathe a sigh of relief to see Lilly sitting in her usual seat by the windows. As I slowly walk by her to take my usual seat directly behind hers, I notice that she won't meet my eyes and it saddens me. All I know is that I can't wait until lunch next period so that I can sit down and talk to her and apologize. Hopefully get her to look me in the eyes again. I'll tell her that Jake is all hers and that I won't even look at him or in his direction if it makes her happy.

Staring straight ahead to the object of my desires, I notice that Lilly seems to be really tense and I want nothing more than to reach forward and massage her shoulders to help alleviate some of the tension, although knowing I put the tension there in the first place, I doubt I'd help alleviate any of it at all. I'd probably just make it even worse.

All through class, I keep catching sidelong glances between Lilly and Sarah, which just adds to my own tension. I can't help but wonder what the sly glances are all about. I never knew they even talked for there to even be sly glances between the two.

I can feel a slight case of jealousy works its way through me from watching their secret smiles and have to take a deep breath to calm myself. Thoughts that I've already been replaced as best friend are running rampant through my mind and I can do nothing to stop the hurt and pain that come along with those horrible thoughts. The urge to reach over and slap the goofy grin off Saint Sarah's face grows more and more with each passing minute and I have to really stifle the urge to do so.

Finally the bell rings signaling the end of class and I quickly snatch my backpack and try to get Lilly's attention. "Lilly! Lilly, hey, can I talk to you for a second? Please?"

She hesitates for a moment and gives a slight nod to Sarah before turning around and finally facing me.

"Yeah, I kinda need to talk to you too Miles. Let's wait 'til we get our lunches, ok?" She asks tensing up even more that she already was. Now I'm a little scared about what she has to talk to me about. What could she possibly have to say that would cause her to tense up so badly. It looks as though my "theory" of being replaced by Sarah may soon be becoming my reality.

"Ok," I mumble as I follow her out of the classroom, my shoulders drooping with each step.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watch as Miley walks into our third period class. She seems to be relieved to see me sitting here and I'm sort of happy about that. I catch her looking at me in my peripheral vision and her eyes seem to be imploring mine to meet hers as she walks by me to take her seat and I have to admit, I want so badly to honor that request, but I don't.

As class drones on, my body locks up more and more as I think about the news I plan to spill to her at lunch, and as happy as I am to see her, it doesn't help to ease my tension at all.

Sarah and I keep sending each other furtive glances and sly smiles whenever the teacher has her back turned, which is quite often as this class pretty much is one of those in which you do nothing but copy notes off the board the entire period, and each time I feel a twinge of work it's way through me.

I finally hear the bell ring and contemplate just running out of the class to avoid what's coming but Miley's pleas for me to talk to her stop me in my tracks. Sarah gives me a look asking whether or not she should go and wait in the cafeteria and give her a quick nod to say yes.

"Yeah, I kinda need to talk to you too Miles. Let's wait 'til we get out lunches, ok?" I didn't think my shoulders could get any more tense but apparently I was wrong. I just can't wait to get this conversation over with. This tension is getting to be too much.

I hear a mumbled "Ok" as I quickly grab my backpack and make my way out the door towards the cafeteria.

Miley gives Sarah an odd look as we approach our normal table in the cafeteria, then I look of comprehension then sadness takes over her face. I briefly panic thinking she may have found out about us before I even had the chance to tell her but quickly nix that idea. She wouldn't have been to hold back questions if she really did know.

"Do you want me to go first or would you rather go first," I ask her as we both set our books and bags on the table before taking a seat.

"Well, If you wa- mrph. JAKE!" Miley scalds Jake after he cut her off with a kiss to the lips.

"What?! You said you wanted to talk," He states with a raise of his brows and a shake of his head while sitting at the table backwards and propping his elbows up on the tabletop behind him.

"I do, but not right this second, can you just give me a couple minutes," Miley asks him pleadingly.

Shrugging his shoulders in response, he just turns his head and starts to wink and pretend to shoot at people with his fingers at people looking in his direction. God that boy is sooo full of himself. I don't know how Miley could date such a brain dead idiot! I can feel myself getting angrier by the moment. You would think that she wouldn't flaunt it right in front of me after this morning. Apparently she doesn't care how it makes me feel. She probably just wants to tell me how she's going to continue seeing the wuss and that I just need to get over it.

I know I'm thinking irrationally at the moment but I just can't seem to stop all the thought from taking over. Seeing her give Sarah a scathing look sets the irrationality off on a whole new level.

"Miley, what I wanted to tell you was that I'm dating someone. Sarah," I state as I look over at Sarah.

"Oh…ok, who're you dating then?" She asks me.

"Sarah," I state once again. I thought I said it in plain English before.

"Oh Sarah, I think Lilly wants to tell me this in private, would you mind," She trails off with a nod of her head indicating that Sarah should leave.

Sarah goes to stand up but I quickly grab her hand and pull her towards me. Before she can even react I pull her face to mine and give her a passionate kiss on the lips that she eagerly reciprocates. We stay lip locked for close to a minute before I finally pull back. I turn to look at Miley and see that she, along with most of the cafeteria, has her mouth open in shock. The cafeteria is unnaturally quiet and it's a little unnerving.

Now that my irrationality and anger has worn off to be replaced with hesitation and a little bit of worry, I begin to wonder if that was the best way to break it to her. Judging by the looks of everyone here and a very shocked Oliver making his way towards us slowly, lunch tray in hand, I'd say it wasn't.

Ok, I'd like to apologize. I know this chapter was really short and took forever to post but in my defense, it wasn't my fault. It was the one armed man! No, seriously, it was distractions in the shape of other writers on here who will remain nameless. Again, sorry if this chapter seems rushed and not well thought out but I just wanted to get what I had posted so I could try to get refocused on this and my other story again. So, even if you hated it, drop me a line and say so. I'd really like it if you said you liked it though ;)