Friday. Hilary's party. Everyone in Miley's grade were ecstatic. Not only because this was going to be the party of the century, but because there was free alcohol and it was until 5am. As the end of the school day came to a close, Miley was at her locker grabbing her books for the pile of homework she had over the weekend.

As she closed her locker, Emily appeared next to her.

"Look, Im probably gunna be wasted tonight. So just tell me what step ten is now." Emily stated.

Miley grabbed Tiger Beat and flicked to page 8.

"Step 10: Read his signs. If you re really not getting any vibe from him then let it go. Signs that he is not interested at all could be walking away while you are mid-way through conversation, ignoring you or just plain more interested in talking to anyone else in the room except you. You deserve the best and if he s not really into you, that s his loss. Cut your losses and forget him."

"Well, he's obviously into him. So this is irrelevant. Congrats Miley, you got your guy." Emily replied, smiling as they walked out of the building.

"And from what I heard, you got yours too." Miley said, nudging here. Emily nodded vigorously.

"He asked me out in English. Im so happy, Mi. We both finally have boyfriends. And Ariana, the bitch I never liked, it gone." Emily said as they climbed into Miley's car.

"Well, Im not officially his girlfriend yet." Miley mumbled.

"What?" Emily replied almost instantly.

"He hasnt asked me."

"But he obviously likes you."

"I know, maybe he's nervous." Miley mumbled as she pulled out of the space she was parked in.

"Whatever, you'll be together by the end of the night." Emily said, smiling as the sun beated down on the duo, on the hot Californian day.

-xoxo-

"So, you still havent popped the question to Miley yet?" Zac asked as he gelled his hair for the party. Nick shook his head.

"Im planning on doing it tonight." Nick said as he folded his collar properly. Zac nodded and then buttoned up his flannel shirt.

"So I heard you and Emily are an item now, eh?" Nick continued as he tied his black dress shoes. Zac nodded.

"Yup, God, shes so beautiful. I think I love her." Zac admitted as he put his belt on.

"Go for it Zac, she likes you. You like her, your perfect." Nick said, giving his best friend encouragement.

-xoxo-

The party was loud, the music was booming, and some of the many kids were already wasted. And it was only 10pm.

"Hey Mi, look theres Ariana and Ed." Emily spat as her and Miley sipped their vodka and Coke at the bar. Miley rolled her eyes at the slutty dress Ariana was wearing and how she was around Ed.

"She's such a...sket." Miley said, sipping her drink.

"Sket?" Emily asked in a confused tone.

"...Yeah. Sket." Miley repeated, walking away and over to Nick.

"Hey Ed, I need a drink." Ariana said as she walked past Emily with him.

"Hey Ed, I need a drink." Emily mimicked in a squeaky voice. She downed the rest of her drink and then felt a pair of arms around her.

"Zac!" Emily squealed.

"Hey baby." He said, smirking as he planted a lingering kiss on her perfectly glossed lips. Emily smiled and pulled away.

"Where are Nick and Mi?" She asked.

"Out the back I think." Zac replied as he pulled his girl on the dance floor and they started dancing.

-xoxo-

"Great party, huh?" Miley asked as she approached Nick from behind. Nick turned and saw Miley standing there, looking beautiful. She was wearing a hot pink thigh length dress, her long brown locks were cascaded down her back, she had hot pink heels on and natural make up which still made her glow.

"Yeah..." He replied, sipping his beer. He placed his arms around her neck and leaned down, placing his forehead on hers. "You look beautiful." He complimented. "Dance with me." Nick finished as he started swaying with her to the slow music. Miley giggled and looked up at him, wrapping her arms around her neck as they danced.

"Miley...be my girlfriend." Nick asked her as he looked deeply into her eyes.

"I've been waiting for that question for the past three months." Miley replied, kissing him deeply. She played with the curls at the base of his neck as they kissed lovingly and she then pulled away.

"I really need to write into Tiger Beat and thank them." She mumbled.

"What?" Nick replied, letting out a stiff chuckle.

"Nothing." Miley said, kissing him again.

Thanks to a magazine...
Miley Cyrus had finally got her guy. For real.

*A/N Thank you SO MUCH everyone for the amazing response I had on this story. I have MANY more ideas floating around for future reference! Thanks guys!*