A/N: So, this is a new story I have been working on for some time. It will be Mikayla centric. Lately, I have been hooked on the Miley/Mikaya pairing, so it might be Mikiley, it might now. Mikayla doesn't know Miley is Hannah Montana like in the Hannah Montana series. But Miley doesn't hate Mikayla and Mikayla is still a popstar.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hannah Montana or it's characters. I also do not own any celebrities mentioned. But I do own any original characters.


"Mikayla! There you are!" A high-pitched annoying voice I knew yelled. I climbed out of the dumpster and meekly coughed out a 'hi'. The girl helped me out of the dirty container of trash. She smiled. Miley and I started walking slowly out of the lonely Burbank alley.

It was quiet for some awkward moments until she asked, "So, Mikayla why were you in the dumps right now? You do know we have to meet up Traci at Millions of Milkshakes soon? Right?"I stared at her for what seemed like hours. What was I supposed to say? 'Oh Miley, I was in the dumpster trying to get away from you! Ha ha ha, Miley aren't we just great friends!'

You see, Miley and I have known each other for a long time. I happen to be a famous popstar and she's just a regular girl. Ever since the 'jake inccedent' where she was jealous that I was trying to date hot actor Jake Ryan, we have talked a few times. I lived in the same neighborhood for three years in a city near Burbank, but then I had to move to Malibu where Miley lived. She was so fun at first, but then she quickly went to annoying each time I would see her. She was always wierd and asked to see my old school yearbooks, my baby pictures, and also that one time I caught her looking through my diary. She's so creepy! Ever since, I tried to avoid her at all who I introduce her to always says, 'Oh Mikayla! What are you talking about! Miley is the best! She's not a creeper." I guess Miley only does this to me.

Miley grabbed my hand and looked me directly in the eyes. I want to flinch away, but her blue-gray eyes caught my gaze. "Mikayla, is something bothering you. It seems you've been avoiding me lately. Is it something I did?"She looked as though she was about to cry. I couldn't take crying like that. I have three weaknesses; Miley's breathtaking eyes, crying, and pickles.

I sighed, "No. I'm just PMS-ing right now. It's not your fault at all." She hugged me and I wiped away the tears I caused. Why do I feel so bad? I want her away right now, but I don't want to hurt her. I then realized we were a block from Millions Of Milkshakes. I tapped her and whispered, "Miles, stop crying, unless you want us to make the front page news." Miley then smiled brightly and laughed like nothing happened. It's so weird how she seems so used to paparazzi.

A few paparazzi pictures later we were at Millions of Milkshakes. I looked around looking for my Traci. She wasn't here. I took out my cell phone and called her.

She immediately ansered in her nasally voice, "Hey Mikayla, I'm sorry I'm running late. I have to do a publicity thing today with a Jonas Brother. I didn't think I could make it so I sent Jake to go with you guys."

"Traci! Are you out of your mind! You sent Jake Ryan! Why didn't you send Mike Standley, Dakota Fanning, Sonny Monroe, or John Travolta for all I care?"

"Mikayla I gotta go. I'll make it up to you later, okay. Love ya, bye!"

She hung up. I think my heart was being shoved up my throat right now. Why would Traci send Jake Ryan instead? She knows Miley dated him for a while, then without knowing I dated him for about three months. Seriously, this is going to scream awkward.

I sighed and turned to tell Miley the news, "Miley, I'm sorry, but Ja-" I looked around. No Miley. A smile crept to my face. Finally, no Miley! Then I completely freaked out. Oh My God! I lost Miley! Where is she! She could be kidnapped by now! How will I ever forgive myself! I'm going to be the reason why beloved Miley Stewart was dead.

"Mikayla are you okay?"

Wait what?

Miley was standing there was a freakin' milkshake in her hand! She just smiled and sipped her stupid drink.

"Where were you!? I was just freaking out because you were gone!" I half yelled and half asked.

I must have looked like an idiot in there.

"Mikayla, you were taking long, so I ordered the milkshakes already. See, yours is on our table. Don't worry Jake is making sure nobody takes your drink."

I stuttered, "J-Ja-Jake Ryan?"

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