Book 1 -- A Hannah Secret.

Oliver was holding his skateboard under one arm, like Lilly, Helmet under the other.
Robbie Ray looked confused at Miley as he followed them out.
"Well, I looked her straight in the eye.. As planned, she signed my arm."
He showed the smudged signitures.
"Then.. She said I was hott!"
Robbie narrowed his eyes, listening.
"Theeeen...--"
"She asked him out on a date. Pfft!"
Lilly interrupted, rolling her eyes.
Oliver narrowed his eyes.
"Well.. It happened!"
He protested.
"But I don't kiss.. And tell."
He said, rubbing his lips with one finger, then smirking, dropping his helmet as he did so.
Oliver picked it up.
"He says he made out with Hannah."
Lilly and Miley forced a dramatic laugh.
But Robbie didn't seem convinced.
Jackson walked out.
"Hey Oliver."
"Hey Jackson."
"Wanna come and pick a car with me tonight? It's just for a beforehand thing."
He added, hastily looked at Robbie, who had his hands on his hips, frowning.
"Nah, busy.. I gotta pick an outfit for Hannah's date."
Jackson's eyes almost popped out of his head.
"Wh--"
"Come on Jackson! Enough of your monkey buisness."
Miley yelled over his voice, pushing Jackson down the steps.
She looked at her dad and giggled nervously.

Miley bit her lip, and ran off with Jackson.
Soon, they approached school.
She met Lily, and Miley heard a beep from her phone.
Miley read it aloud.
"I know your secret" Miley hissed.
Miley cursed.
"Somebody knows my secret!" Miley said desperatly.
She whispered to Lily. "That i'm Hannah!!" Miley whispered.
"Oh crap!" Lily said
Miley got another text.
"Ha-Ha just kidding." Miley said. "What kind of a loser is this dork?"
"Me, Riiiiiiiiiiiiico!" Rico said.
"Rico, why would you do that?" Lily said.
"Because, I need to get popular some how, don't I?" Rico said.
"Yeah, whatever." Miley said walking away. She saw Jackson.
"Hello." A deep voice came. Miley looked up.
"Oh.. Boy." She smiled though.
"Jackson, who is your new friend.." Miley said arkwardly.
"Yeah.." Lily and Oliver said.
"This is Thor" Jackson said. "He's new here."
"You are very pretty." Thor said in his annoying accent.
"...Thanks.." Miley said, walking off in weirdness. She went off to post off her exams, so did Lily and Oliver. Miley texted Oliver with her spare phone [ Hannah's Phone. ]

Heya, we can go to the blue lobster today just us two. Love Hannah.
Miley bit her tongue as she walked off to see Oliver and Lily.

Oliver felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket.
He pulled it out while Miley and Lilly 'ewed'.
He frlipped it up and read the text, eyes widened, mouth slightly open.
Miley tried to hide her smile.
"Who texted you?"
Lilly asked, reading it.
"Woah! Apparently he has a date with Mi-Hannah tonight!"
Miley punched her on the arm.
"Ow."
Lilly hissed, rubbing her arm.
Oliver put his phone back in his back pocket.
"See. truth.. All true. What did I tell ya'?"
Lilly rolled her eyes, arms folded.
"Come on.. Biology test!"
Miley reminded them.
Oliver and Lilly ran after her, stopping off at their lockers to put away their skateboarding gear.
Oliver jumping into his desk, Lilly behind him and Miley at the back behind Lilly.
Oliver was panting.
"Stewart, Truscott, Oken. Explain why you are so late."
Said Ms. Kunkel.
"Well... Oliver needed the bathroom, and you know how long that takes."
Lilly said aloud.
Oliver sunk in his seat, embarrassed as everyone laughed.
"And you needed to go with him, why?"
She pressed on.
"Well er--"
"I need no more excuses. We have the Biology test to do. Now everyone, get out your pens and pencils, as soon as you get the test paper, you may start."
There was a general rustle as everyone got out their equipment from their bags.
Oliver needed a C at least in order to not be grounded.
He was uptight, and as soon as he got the test paper, he wrote his full name, class and turned the page.
"Oh geez."
He whispered to himself.
"What was that, Oken?"
Asked Miss Kunkel, from over her magazine of country clubs.
"Nothing Miss Kunkel."
"Good, Oken, now refrain from speaking, please."
Oliver nodded and focused on his paper again.
he could hear Lilly struggling to do the questions as she kept rewriting and scribbling out the answers.

"Pssst, Guys. Reminder, eurrrrrope.. IF I pass this test."
Miley smirked, she knew this test.
In her seat, she started dancing.

"And now I take it home, with the parietal bone
It might be crazy, but I learn that way
Temporal and frontal too
And now I'm finally through
That makes 206
I found a way that clicks" She whispered to herself.

"Stewart! What in the goodness are you doing?" Mrs. Kunkel questioned.
"Nothing." Miley said patheticly.

"When I milk the cow
On Uncle Earl's farm
I use the ulna bone
That is in my arm" Miley sang.

"Stewart! One more word out of you and that's to the princapels office!" Mrs. Kunkel threatened.

Miley mouthed to Lily "Help!"


Oh geez! I'm in deep trouble now..
"Stewart, your coming with me." Mrs. Kunkel said firmly.
"I need a distraction!" Miley said desperatley.
"Nosebleed please." Lily said before Oliver could continue.
"Boring." Oliver said, but without a grudge..
"Ouch!!" Oliver yelped.
"Can't trick me this time, Oaken." Mrs. Kunkel said.
"But wait! I need to show you something, it helps me through this test!" Miley said, escaping Mrs. Kunkels grip.

"Everybody knows the bones
Just had to find a way
Everybody knows what I'm talkin 'bout
Thats how I'll get an A" Miley sang.

"Stewart! I told you to SIT Down!!" Mrs. Kunkel said, getting furious.
"Give her a chance." Oliver said.

"My bod has many parts
And this is where it starts
Phalanges I have ten
And Metatarsals then
I got some Tarsals too
I'll put 'em in my shoe " Miley sang.

"Guys, I need some help." Miley said.
"Sure." Lily and Oliver both got up, and danced.


"And now up to my knee,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That's the patella to me

We're doing the bone dance
You study the answers
Again and again til I get it right
Miley, Lily, and Oliver sing:
We're doing the bone dance
You dance and you learn it
And we won't mess up this test
We'll get it perfect" Miley, Oliver and Lily sing.

"We're doin' the bone dance
You dance and you learn it..."

"Stop! Stop! That's enough. If you all stop, i'll give you a A."
"Yess!!" Miley, Oliver and Lily wooed, high-fiving each-other.

"Weeee're gooooing to euuuuuuroope!!"

Oliver shook his head, running his fingers through his hair.
"I never wanna dance again."
Lilly looked confused.
"Why?"
She asked him, narrowing her eyes.
"I think I clicked my arm bone."
"Oliver!"
Lilly laughed, hitting him on the shoulder.
"Geez. You have no feelings."
Oliver joked, smirking.
The bell went and the class started filing out.
But as the three of them stood chatting to each other, Rico sidled up to Miley.
"That voice.. I've heard before."
He snapped his fingers.
"I know! Hannah Montana!"
Lilly and Miley gasped.
Oliver looked confused.
Suddenly, Miley and Lilly burst out laughing falsely.
"Are you kidding me?!"
Lilly shrieked.
"Yeah! Me, Hannah?!"
She side-looked at Oliver, but Oliver was already walking off to his locker.
Rico shrugged.
"Yeah, what was I thinking. No bubble brain could be Hannah Montana."
He said as he left.
Miley snarled.
"Miley, control yourself."
LIlly said, following Oliver out.
"I admit."
He began.
"It did sound like Hannah."
He said, whiping off the rest of the ketchup on his nose with a tissue.

"HA HA HA HA HA HAH!!" Miley faked. She slapped Lilly round the arm
"HA HA HA!" Lily obeyed.
"Hannah's SO hotter than I am, what was he thinking." Miley said to Lilly.
"Yeah.. Nothing alike.." Lilly smirked.
Now I have to wait for him to comment
"Pftt, your right. Noone is good enough for Hannah." Oliver smiled.
Lily smacked Oliver
Miley stamped on Olivers foot.
"There's always been something amazing about your voice stewart. One day I shall find it out." Rico smirked.
Miley smiled. "That'll be a while." she insisted.
"What are you packing for europe?" Lily asked [Btw, On the forum we each post a topic with what we are packing for fun. XD.]
Miley smirked. "You'll see."
Oliver just went silent.
"Oliver?" Miley said.

~~~~~~~~~~~OLIVER FLASH BACK~~~~~~~~

Vicar: You may now kiss the bride.
Oliver makes out with Hannah montana

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"Oliver.. Why are you making out with a locker?" Lily said
They both started giggiling.
"I'm going to be Mr. Montana. I'm sure You and Hannah will be close friends, Miley." Oliver smirked.
"Oh, no fear." Lily began,
"Closer then you think.."
Miley stepped on Lily's foot.
"Ouch!" Lily cried
"what was that for?" Lily said.
Oliver smirked. "Anyway, I have a date on the Hannah High-way. She's meeting me outside.
Oliver walked away.
"Crap! Lily, I need to get changed! And fast!" Miley cried.
"Distraction in duty." Lily smirked.
"Hi Oliver." Lily said
"Hi." Oliver replied.
"Hey! There's ketchup on your shirt!" Lily smirked.
"WHERE!" Oliver yelled.
"Here." Lily said, squirting ketchup on Oliver's shirt and running off.
"You have 5 minutes, to get ready AND go outside before he see's you in her-" Lily said.
"Done!" Miley said, running outside quickly.

Oliver went to the boy's room, muttering angrily to himself.
"Hannah's not gonna like this."
He hissed.
Rico suddenly jumped out of the loos.
"AHA!"
He said, pointing an accusing finger at Oliver.
"Aha?"
Oliver asked him, confused as he scrubbed on his shirt with towel paper and soap.
"I'm one step closer to knowing Hannah! Mental note, her boyfriend is Oliver Oscar Oken."
Oliver rolled his eyes. Though.. He had never been mentioned as her boyfriend.
Hmm......
Oliver grinned.
He thought his shirt looked a little better, so he dried it, left the men's room after wetting his hair and walked out, helmet under one arm, skateboard under the other and his back pack on his back.
"Hey Hannah."
He cooly said, grinning. and pecking her on the cheek before walking alongside her.
"Eurgh. I'm going to kill my best friend, Lilly. She put ketchup all over my shirt so I had to take it off and wash it.
He frowned.
"She was acting really wierd. And this girl called Miley too. Wonder what's going on."
He grinned at Hannah, obviously not so nervous as before.

"No problem.." Hannah smiled, clapping her hands together.
Hannah had a check on her what to do list.
Oh crap! I have to sing at a concert.. And besides.. I'm starting to feel arkward having Oliver as my boy-friend.
Hannahwaved her hand, doing up the buttons on her cardigan. She touched her golden-brown curls.
"Umm.. Ollie-" Hannah began.
"Aha! Hannah Montana I see you!" Rico said from a distance.
Hannah instantly ran for it, going into a alley way.
"Oliver.." Hannah said.
"Yes?" Oliver smiled, kissing Hannah's hand..

~ Pause ~

Oliver suddenly had a flashback.. ~~~~~

Oliver: I do.
Hannah: I Do

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Oliver froze, putting a imaginary ring on Hannah's finger.
"What are you doing." Hannah said.
"Putting a ring on your finger."
"Say Wha?" Hannah said.
"That's what my friend Miley says.

Oliver Paused.

"But that's what everyone says.
"Oliver." Hannah said.
"Yes?" Oliver said, used to this word now.
"I suggest.." Hannah said.
"That we get married? Great!" Oliver said.
"No!" Hannah hissed.
Oliver frowned.
"Then what did you want to do other than that?" Oliver sighed.
"I..I.. I can't be with you." Hannah said, running off and leaving one of her shoes.


[Cinderella. XD]

Oliver blinked.
"Is this a dream within a dream?"
He asked himself, bending over to pick up the shoe.
"Wait, you left your-- Aw man... She's gone."
He put on his helmet, stood on his skateboard and rolled off slowly.
He passed Hannah Montana posters in shop windows, sighing at each one.

"I..I.. I can't be with you."

He shook his head, narrowly missing a lamp post.
Oliver reached his house and jumped off his skateboard as it went by the garage, he unstrapped his helmet and chucked it down beside.
His eyes were dull, he looked like an upset puppy.
Oliver opened the door, shoe in his hand.
"Oliver?"
"I don't wanna talk about it."
He sadly said, softly walking up the stairs, ignoring his mother's shouts.
Oliver locked the bathroom door and sat on the floor, staring at the shoe.
The words of Hannah's echoed in his mind.
"Why can't she?"
He whispered to himself, staring at the shoe on the tiled surface, chin in hands, bored expression on his face.

Hannah sighed, looking at Olivers house as she went by.
It was for the best.
Hannah paused.
I wouldn't want him to get upset anyway.
She stopped, and saw Oliver coming towards the door, he'd obviously spotted Hannah.
She ran off, her diamond necklace coming loose and dropping off.
She ran untill she reached her house, stripping off her wig.
She saw Oliver coming as she quickly changed and opened the door.
Oliver Had a flash-back

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The divorced papers are signed, Mr. Montana. You are now Master Oaken.
Mrs Oaken, you are now Miss. Montana

Jake comes in.

`Hiya Hannah.`

Hannah follows Jake, and soon gets married to him.

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Oliver started crying.
"Oliver, what's wrong? Oliver? You never get upset. Ollllliiiverrr?" Miley called. Obviously she knew everything.
"H-H-H-H-han-n-n-ahhhhah dud-d-udmdp-ed m-emehe-meh-eme." Oliver snivelled.
"Huh?"

"NEvermind!"
He suddenly yelled.
"I..I.. OH JUST GO AWAY!"
He yelled at her, running off himself.
He saw Miley and LIlly call after him, but he skated off.
Not home, he went to where Hannah had broken up with him.
In the alley.
"I hate Jake Ryan. He.. He's some lowlife scum."
HE spat as some rats circled Oliver's ankles as he sat on the floor.
He threw his helmet at the opposite wall, and his skateboard, hands balled into fists as he rubbed at his eyes furiously like a child.
His fringe was damp where it covered his eyes.
He didn't feel like going home.
He just wanted to stay there.

"I hope Oliver's ok."
LIlly said in a worried voice to Miley as they sat down, eating RObbie Ray's cinnamon pancakes.

"I'm going to go and look for him." Miley sighed.
"As Hannah or Miley?" Lily asked.
"Miley. Hannah ruined Olivers life. Even I hate Hannah."
Miley moaned.
"That's a first." Jackson smiled
Miley slapped Jackson and got her bag
She saw a alley.
"Oliver.. Oliv--" Miley got yanked up to the wall by some guy.
"Heya toots, kiss me or you get stabbed."
"..RICO?" Miley yelled.
"That's right, babe. Ever since that kiss I've LOVED you."
Miley groaned.
"I just want to help my friend.." Miley said
"Well, face the consequences.
Miley's hair dangeled out of her eyes.
"You look like Hannah montana." He said.
"Everyone does." Miley smirked.
"I'm not sure about you." Rico said.
He raised a knife to Miley's chin.

Oliver looked up, sniffing.
He saw Rico with the knife and shook his head.
"Now this?!!"
He moaned, not in the mood for hallucinations.
Oliver wished he had his headache tablets with him because he was having a pounding headache.
He shuffled over to Rico, ignoring Miley, picked Rico up by the scruff of his shirt.
"Hey! You big lummox, put me down!"
Oliver said nothing and pulled the dagger from Rico's tiny hand.
"Dude. Find a profession, and stick to it."
Oliver sniffed, letting Rico down.
"This isn't over toots, I'll get you when you least suspect it, and you,.. You.. You moron!"
With that, Rico left.
Oliver's eyes met Miley's for a few seconds, almost in rememberance and he looked away, going over to sit on the floor.
"You can go now. I'm fine, see!"
He said, doing jazz hands and falsely smiling at Miley.
He then stopped smiling and shoved his hands under his armpits, making sure his hair hid his red eyes.
He looked pathetic and saddening, sitting there in the damp, dirty corner of the alley, bottom lip trembling, whole body shaking.

Miley sighed, twirling her hair before giving Oliver a hug.
"Thanks." She said dully.
"No problem. Your like a sister to me. I could never hurt you or your feelings." Oliver smiled.
"Your too good for Hannah." Miley quickly said.
Ohhh great. I feel terrible. Whether I like it or not, Holiver shall reborn!
Miley ran back to her house, getting dressed.



Hannah came back.
"Oliver. I was wrong. I feel terrible. I was just thinking about... The play I had to do! I was practicing it on you!" Hannah quickly said, smiling.
She hadn't finished.
"Just to urr.."
She saw Oliver look at her.
"To see how you really felt about me!" Hannah quickly said, stroking her blonde hair.
Oh greeeat.
Oliver perked up.
At least he believes it.. Kinda.
Hannah hugged Oliver.
"I'm crazy about you Oliver."

Oliver shook his head, pushing her away.
"How..How could you?! You wreck my feelings. It hurts.... You could've just asked me."
He narrowed his eyes.
"I can't see you today.. Maybe tomorow."
He looked at the floor, picked up his skateboard and helmet, and walked off, not glancing back.
He didn't know what to do.
He still loved her, yet.. He felt bad.. Why was she doing that?
She had made him sad, made him cry and look pathetic.
He shook his head.
"I'll see how she is tomorow."
He said aloud as he reached his door.
But LIlly was suddenly hurtling down his front door steps.
She banged into Oliver's chest.
"Geez, calm down."
Oliver mumbled, picking up her skateboard for her.
She nodded and thanked him.
"SOrry.. Your mum said you weren't in.. Are you.. Better?"
Oliver shook his head.
"What am I, insane?"
"Oliver.. Trust me... You can't hole yourself up in your room hating your life."
Oliver smirked, but it faltered.
"But I do hate my life."
He whispered.
Lilly seemed to have a red kid's cart, a rope attatched.
"Oliver. I'll take you by force!"
Lilly threatened.
"Take me where?!"
Oliver said, confused.
"Just get in."
She hissed.
Oliver quickly obeyed and sat in it, cross-legged.
She pulled him in the alley by a rope.
"I hate my life I hate my life I hate my liiife."
"Ohmigosh! It's Hannah! Hannah... Hannah's my cousin."
Oliver blinked.
"Why didn't you ever tell me?"
He asked.
"Well..Err... I was too busy to."
She made up.
"Hannah has something to say to you!"
LIlly said, nudging Hannah in the ribs.

Hannah hesitated, before twirling her tuft of golden hair.
"Well, not much to say except sorry,
and I want you to know that I was foolish, stupid and dumb.
I just wanted to do this,"
Hannah laid on the floor, throwing a dagger in the air.
"Hopfully it'll hit me."
Hannah waited. It missed.
She had alittle spazz attack, and threw the dagger in the air.
She threw it so high, it looked like it would hit.
In the distance, Hannah saw headlights.
"Aha! If the dagger misses, the car will hit me!" Hannah screamed excitedly.

Oliver widened his eyes.
"Han--"
Lilly pulled Hannah out of the car and Oliver caught the dagger in his hand, but it sliced his hand, making it bleed.
"Ow ow ow ow."
He said, dagger dropping from his hand.
"Oliver! CAR!"
Oliver dived out of the way just in time.
He held his hand in the other hand as it bled badly.
"I think Hannah needs to go to the phsyciactric ward."
Oliver angrily hissed.
Lilly secretly agreed in her mind, but she shook her head.
"Popstars freak out sometimes."
Oliver looked non-plussed.
"And get us killed? Geez. I was going to forgive you. Thanks a lot Hannah."
He sarcastically said, walking off home.
"Err. Miley. Less killing.. More happiness."
She stared at the drops of blood on the pavement where Oliver's hand had dripped blood.
The dagger lay next to Miley, covered in his blood.

"Lilly, just tell Oliver that I won't be going to school..
-- Ever." Miley sighed as she walked home.
Miley got up the next morning, packed suit-case left in the
middle of her room.

Even though she wasn't going to school, she still got dressed,
and hid in the corner of her room.
"Miley." Jackson said, coming in the room.
"Miley, your a mess. What happened?" Jackson questioned.
"Hannah Montana x Oliver happened."
Miley said miserabley.
"Ooh. Alittle best-friend-dump?" Jackson smirked, leaving.
Miley cut one wrist, like a emo.
Only one though. Oh crap, biggest mistake of her life.
What if Hannah had to go on-stage and
Oliver saw her scar? He'd know that she
is Hannah-Montana.Then what
would happen? Oliver would never talk to her again.
I'm in deep trouble,
Why did I have to be stupid and do thisss?

What have I done? Miley moaned, rocking
herself in the corner of her room, while curling a tuft of brown hair.
"What will Oliver and Lilly say? Jackson and Daddy think I'm stupid
and a freak." Miley whined.

Oliver reached the door, hand on the doorhandle which made it stain with blood.
"OLiver, what happened?!"
His mother asked him, staring at the deep cut in his hand.
Oliver cradled his hand, away from her.
"It doesn't matter."
He slowly said.
"Were you mugged?"
His mother asked.
"I said it doesn't matter."
He went upstairs and into the bathroom, opening the medicene cabinate.
He got out a bandage and wrapped it around his hand, blood already seeping through.
He sighed, remembering Hannah.
"Maybe this'll be a scar so I remember Hannah."
He decided he'd call Lilly.
He picked up his bedroom telephone, not able to stare at the Hannah bedsheets.
"Lilly.."
"Yeah?"
"I.. I still love Hannah..... But she hurt me, inside AND litterally, what do I do?"
"I'll ask her."
Lilly said, ending the call.
She then phoned up Miley.

[Lul, Hannah went home]

Suddenly the phone went.
"Yes?" Miley said to Lily
"It's me." Lily said dully
"Hiya." Miley approved.
"Oliver still loves Hannah What does he do?" Lilly sighed, as
if she had just rehearsed it.
"Tell him that he should go on a date with her to a caf'e."
Miley said, hesitating once more.
"Okay, are you sure?" Lily said.
"What do you mean by that?" Miley questioned.
"Don't go dumping him again." Lily smirked.
"Hellllloooo? I wasn't the one who held hands with him to get
some stinky clamy crayons here." Miley laughed.
"That's not fair. I needed a green for my skate-board...
And he said he'd give me it.." Lily protested.
"Whatever crayon lover, tell Oliver that
i'm not going to school today." Miley said.
"Why?" Lily asked
"Because." Miley began "I had alittle problem
I don't enjoy discussing that I had today."
Miley sighed, breathing in and out while glimpsing
at her scar.
"Why?" Lily said, confused.
Miley hesitated, alittle dazed.
"Don't ask questions please - Thank you!"
Miley said as she hung up the phone.

Oliver picked up his phone, lying on his bed.
"Yeah?"
He asked.
"It's me, Lilly. Hannah said she'd go on a date with you to a cafe. Then Miley rang me and she said she wouldn't be in."
Lilly sounded annoyed, especially after the crayon comment.
Oliver 's hand was sore and throbbed painfully.
"How comes?"
He asked.
"She's had an accident."
Oliver blinked.
"Time of the month?"
He asked, but wished he hadn't.
"Err.... How do you kno--"
"If you'd listened in sex ed in year 5 you'd know."
"No one was listening apart from you...."
Oliver blinked.
"Well.. Err.... Is it?"
He asked, hastily changing subject.
"No. She's got a..Err..Cold. chhhshhhhhshhh We're...shhhchhhh Breaking..shhhhh up...crack BYE"
And she hung up on Oliver.
Oliver slammed the phone down after her and regretted it as he rubbed his hand, moaning.
"I wish love wasn't this hard."
He said, sighing as he stared at the shoe on the blue shelf.

Miley leaned up agaisn't her cream coloured wall.
She wished she'd painted it pink now.
She stared at the wood of her bed-post.
She sighed heavily, looking at the scar.

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Hannah: If the knife won't kill me, the car will!
Oliver: Hannah!
*cut*
Oliver: Thanks alot.

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"I can't take life anymore!" Miley yelled.
"Miley ray stewart, what on earth are you saying?"
Robbie yelled, annoyed.
"You need some of my famous Loco Hot cocoa."
Robbie smiled "And one more thing bud, don't EVER say
that you hate your life again. EVER. If you do, i'll never make
Loco Hot Cocoa in the time that I can
live for!" Threatened, Miley didn't say anything and
sat by the edge of her room, taking quick little sips of her
fathers hot chocolate with whipped cream,
5 marshmellows and a extra layer of whipped cream.
Nothing in the world beats dad's hot cocoa. Hannah smiled.

Oliver grinned.
"Oliver, dinner time!"
His mum called up to him.
"NOT HUNGRY!"
Oliver yelled back.
"Oliver, you better get down here, don't make me force you to do that assault course!"
Oliver hurridly got up and went downstairs to the table where his muscular, deep-voiced,police-outfitted mum was.
"Good boy. It's macaroni cheese."
Oliver played with his food, squishing it about, staring into it.
"Oliver! Stop playing with your food and eat it!"
Oliver managed to eat half of the macaroni cheese, then he got up and put it in the fridge.
"Oliver. Let's see your cut."
Oliver's hand was wrenched away from him before he had the chance, her hand tightly around his smooth wrist.
She unbound the bandages roughly.
"Ow, mum that hurts!"
"Oliver! It looks terrible, you need anticeptec on it. And no school. It's your right hand too!"
Oliver sighed.
"Come on, I'm taking you to the hospital, then to the police station."
Oliver moaned.
"Mum.. I'm fiiiiine."
He got out his mobile as he was left to put his jacket on.
He dialed Miley, but of course, she didn't answer.
"Get better soon Miles. I..Err cut my hand so. I won't be in tomorow at school too. Hows about I come round?"
He hung up, leaving the message.
Oliver got into the police car.

Three hours later after having fresh bandages with anticeptic stinging his wound and going to the police station and lying that he hurt himself out of depression, he was tucked in his Hannah bed.
"G'night Hannah."
He sighed and turned off the bedlight, turning onto his side, eyes wide open as he couldn't sleep.

Miley flipped open her phone and got a text.
"Sure, Oliver. how about in 2 hours time?" Miley said, wrapping
a bandaged round her wrist.

Oliver blinked. "2 hours time?? I'm ready for bed! Okay, wait a sec, meet outside my house, I'll climb out the window."
He hung up and got out of his bed, cleverly (Or not cleverly) putting pillows under to make it look like there was someone in his bed.
He quickly got changed into a maroon and black-striped poloshirt and black shorts.
Oliver put on his black trainers without socks, left his unruly hair like it was and climbed out the window with difficulty, falling off the ledge.
"Geez!"
He cursed, slapping his wounded hand.
"This is getting extremely annoying."
He hissed, untangling his hair from the holly bush.