Hey ya'll, I'm so sorry for the delay! I had a bit of writer's block with this chapter. Not only that but my life has been hectic lately with vacations, friends, plus I was sick for about a week. But here it is! Enjoy :)

Three years ago

Two young girls lay side by side on the calm Malibu seashore. They listened to the constant rhythm of the tide while gazing into the vast starry skies.

Lilly smiled as she looked snuck a glance at her best friend bathed in the moonlight. Miley looked like an angel basked in the heavenly silver light.

The blonde shut her eyes contently. There was nothing in the world she would rather do than spend alone time with her best friend. Sure, going to all of Hannah's concerts was fun and celebrity parties were always a blast, but moments like these were the ones that Lilly cherished the most. Moments with just her and Miley, when they had whole world to themselves.

Lilly opened her eyes just in time to see a shooting star flash across the black sky.

"Whoa! Did you see that Lils?" The blonde grinned at Miley's overly excited voice. Sometimes she was just so easily amused.

That's what Lilly loved about her friend. With all the fame and fortune that had come into Miley's life at such a young age, she was still humble and down to earth. Even as a rock star, she still appreciated all the small things in life.

"Yea, that was awesome!" Lilly exclaimed. Miley's excitement was infectious.

Miley turned on her side to face her friend and her face grew slightly serious, "Make a wish Lilly."

Lilly grinned as she closed her eyes to make a wish. The one thing she wanted with all of her heart. As she opened her eyes to her beaming brunette friend, she knew she had wished for the right thing.

'I wish Miley and I could stay this way forever.'

Present

Lilly's lunch tray clattered loudly as she slammed it down on the table and sat down with a huff.

"Lilly! Watch it, you almost got nacho cheese sauce all over my brand new shirt!" Oliver screeched as he checked his outfit for any signs of damage. Seeing none, the brunette boy sighed in relief, "Well that was close, gotta keep the Ollie Trollie lookin' good for the ladies."

"Whatever," Lilly gritted out as she stabbed at her food, practically burning a hole through the table with her glare.

Oliver looked concernedly at his obviously upset friend, "Okay Lil, what crawled up your ass and died?"

"Her," Lilly's voice was curt and filled with hatred.

Lilly had almost reached her breaking point. After their heated confrontation, Miley had seemed to make her goal to piss Lilly off as much as humanly possible. Of course, it hadn't helped that the snobby celebrity had almost every single class with her. Seeing her classmates ogle over the arrogant Miley had even further upset the blonde.

"So I'm guessing that means you and Miley had a little reunion. I should have known this would happen." Oliver mused as he ran a hand through his hair in thought.

Lilly could no longer keep her emotions in check and exploded furiously, "If I have to deal with that snobby bitch for another minute I might-"

"Whoa calm down Lilly!" Oliver put a comforting arm around his hyperventilating friend. "What in the world did she do that upset you so much?"

Lilly closed her eyes attempting to subdue her rage, "I-I don't know Ollie. It's like she's trying to upset me. She's so rude and arrogant and just arg!" Lilly slammed a frustrated fist on the table. "I've had almost every class with her and I'm about to loose it!"

"Why would she would she try to upset you?" Oliver thought aloud slowly racking his mind for a sensible solution.

"She acts like she hates me, and yet won't leave me alone! If only I could rip those fugly sunglasses right off her smug face." The blonde mumbled angrily to herself.

Oliver put a hand surfer's shoulder, causing her to look him straight in the eyes, "Alright, here's what you need to do. Obviously Miley is purposely trying to get a rise out of you. It's like a game to her. So you just need to not let it affect you."

Lilly gaped at her doughnut friend incredulously, "Not let it affect me?"

"Exactly. If you do, then she wins whatever horrible game she's playing with you. So ignore her insults…maybe even reciprocate her cruelty with kindness. That should really throw her for a loop." Oliver finished by patting her back reassuringly.

Lilly laughed hopelessly, "You've been reading your mom's magazines again, haven't you?"

Oliver crossed his arms defensively, "And? One of us needs to. Besides, you'll be thanking me for that advice later," The boy grinned confidently and glancing up his face paled, "Or now."

"Huh?" Lilly questioned in confusion and then a familiar voice caused her to loose all color in her face.

"Truscott, there you are. Thought you could escape my lovely company?" The infamous Miley sneered as she sat down next to the fuming blonde.

Lilly gripped her fork tightly, "Speak of the devil…and she appears."

Miley pointedly ignored Lilly's comment and turned her shaded glance to the boy across the table, "Oh and what have we here? Oliver Oken, if I remember correctly. You have the exact same horrendous hair you had when I left two years ago."

Oliver's jaw dropped to the table and he moved his mouth wordlessly. Previously, he had thought Lilly's anger was an overreaction. Only now could he see for himself the monster Miley had become. Finally he regained some composure and gave a small cough, "Umm thanks?" Oliver attempted to follow his own advice and respond in a kind manner.

Miley only sighed, obviously annoyed, "It wasn't a compliment. It seems you're just as stupid as you were when I left too."

Oliver gave a stained smile but gave no response. He could now fully understand Lilly's frustration.

Miley frowned, perturbed by the lack of reaction from the Oken boy.

"So…" Miley gave a toothy grin and her glasses glinted ominously. Oliver gulped and Lilly glared.

"Have you two fucked yet?"

"WHAT?!" Lilly shrieked jumping up from the table. Oliver simply sat there motionless with his face roughly the color of a tomato.

"Just wondering. It seemed like Oliver here had a thing for you, Truscott. Of course I don't blame him." Miley added blatantly looking the blonde up and down.

Lilly froze under Miley's scrutinizing gaze. She felt her face heat up uncontrollably as she shakily sat down again, "O-Oliver and I are just friends and nothing more." Lilly noticed her nervous reaction only made the celebrity's smirk grow.

"Well that's probably for the best. A girl with a body like yours shouldn't date boys with faces like his. You're much more my type." Miley grinned as she watched Lilly squirm under her advances. Coming onto the surfer was just another way to get under her skin, and much more amusing than simply insulting her.

"What?! No way, that's just…yuck!" Lilly was shaking her head furiously, her face beat-red.

"I'm not that ugly am I?" The rock star could only laugh at Lilly's ridiculous reaction.

"No, you're gorgeous but you're a total bitch-" The blonde froze as the she realized the words that had just escaped her mouth. Her nervous eyes meet the celebrity's cold lenses.

"Gorgeous?" Miley's smile grew and her pearly teeth flashed victoriously.

"That's it, I've had enough of this!" Lilly stood again her voice rising angrily. "First you insult me, now you're hitting on me!? I don't know what sick game you're playing but I'm through!" Lilly grabbed her tray before stomping off, leaving a triumphant Miley and a shell-shocked Oliver.

Miley loved the uncomfortable reaction she had gotten from flirting with blonde. Oh the fun she was going to have with Lillian Truscott.

I hope this chapter measured up to the rest of the story. Anyways as always I appreciate everyone's reviews!