Disclaimer: Now here I have a lot to say. I do not own the characters that will appear in this story, or the messenger I speak of, or anything at all. Except the plot and actually I think someone already did this plot as well, so I'm just doing it my way; I guess that means I don't own that either. So basically I don't own crap.

Warnings: Language and Liley, that's pretty much all.

A/N: I have no idea if you can use a computer in a plane or not since I have never been in one. I don't even know if they have wireless in there, but for the sake of this story, they do.

I thought of this on a long night that I couldn't find sleep. At the moment it seemed like a pretty good idea, I don't know if it came out that way though. You tell me!

Amid Falsity and Truth

Chapter 1:

Someone Worth Talking To

Jake Ryan is an asshole.

This was the thought cruising through Hannah Montana's head as she climbed the stairs into her personal airplane.

The teenage rock-star was about to leave Florida, she had just done her last concert for the tour and she couldn't have ended it with a bigger crash. Not literally, the concert was a success like its ancestors. But her personal life went down hill like Grandma's homemade cookies in a Sunday afternoon. The only difference was the after taste; while Grandma's cookies left a sweet flavor in your mouth, the event that had just occurred a few hours ago had left a bitter flavor in her entire self.

So, she repeated in her mind, 'Jake Ryan is an asshole'. The aforementioned asshole had the best timing too. Not only did he dump her, yes the egomaniac dumped Hannah Montana, but he also did it just when her last concert was about to start. Couldn't he have waited until after the damn thing? Apparently not.

She couldn't believe this. She had given that egocentric, selfish, self-centered asshole two whole years of her life! And this is how he repays her? Asshole.

Hannah finally entered the plane and went to lay in one of the couches by her left. This was a personal plane, like I have previously exposed, and for this there were no seats organized in boring rows. Instead, there were colorful couches, alternated red and blue to be exact, against each wall. In the middle was a long table and at the end was a little refrigerator with Hannah's favorites, as well as her dad's and brother's, and a home-theater. The airplane was fairly simple, not too much decoration, just the needed and some commodity.

"Bud, are you alright?" Robbie Ray, Hannah's father and manager, asked as he sited himself on the opposite blue couch.

"Yes dad I'm fine." She answered in a tired fashion. It clearly stated she was not fine.

"It doesn't seem like it." He said.

Miley debated on her next actions. She really didn't want to talk about what was obviously bothering her, but if she didn't her dad would keep asking; that was almost just as annoying. Even when she knew her dad was just trying to help. Besides, the man was going to find out soon anyway, the crushing news were bout to appear in all the newspapers by morning if not sooner.

"It's Jake." She simply said.

"Oh, I heard." - See? He already heard. – "So what happened exactly?"

"Mainly what you heard, he dump me."

"Do you know why?" Robbie asked.

"No. Not really. But I don't care anyway." She replied and it was a partial truth. She would have liked to know what had she done wrong just so she could prevent the mistake to happen in future relationships, but she didn't care about more than that. She knew their relationship wasn't going too well and it was going to end pretty soon if things didn't pick up. They didn't, and so this is the result. She wasn't happy about it, but she saw it coming. Still, did he have to dump her before the concert!?

"Really?" Her father was not too convinced.

"Yes, really. I knew it was going to happen, and in true honesty, it's for the best."

"Alright bud, just don't stress yourself too much over it. There are a million guys out there for you…in the future, far future." Robbie Ray said standing up from the couch. The statement caused Hannah to chuckle. It was funny how her dad kept pushing boys away although she had already had a few boyfriends and went out on constant dates when single.

"Sure thing dad."

"Good. I'm going to get me something to eat, do you want anything bud, something light?" He asked her, knowing very well she couldn't or shouldn't eat much during a flight.

"No, I'm alright." Hannah answered. She never ate in flights because they made her ill. Her father nodded and went out through a door at the back end of the plane.

The rock-star was looking at the ceiling, wondering what to do about her current predicament. It was in moments like this when she wished Lily knew her real identity. Had she had the guts to tell Lily she was in fact Hannah Montana teen Pop sensation, she might have been able to bring her along, or in the very least call her and gossip about what Jake did. Sadly, Lily only knew Miley Stewart.

With a sigh she sat up in the couch, and reached for a black bag that was located beside her. Zipping it open she withdrew a lap top.

This laptop, who she had never named because she thought it was stupid how Jackson named his new car claiming it would give him luck, was her only friend in these 'lonely' long rides back home. It was trusty, faithful, entertaining and rechargeable, what more could she ask for in a friend?

She lifted the lid and pressed the button that would wake her up. Yes, she thought of her as a girl, but that was as far she went. Seconds later, she wrote her password and waited for it to upload.

A minute or so, it was ready for use. She opened her Yahoo messenger and logged in with her Hannah e-mail and password. She had another one, one she used when she was Miley, but since right now she was Hannah, she feared her friends would show up and ask her to hang out. And what was she going to say then? 'I would love too but I'm currently in an airplane. Can it wait until I arrive back at Malibu, like at 2:00 a.m. or something?'...Not a good idea if she wanted to keep this a secret.

After been logged in as "Rockstar4ever" she proceeded to enter a chat-room. For some unknown reason, probably Jake had something to do with it, she choose to go into the one called: 'Romance', sub-name 'Relationships'.

In the Chat-room:

Rockstar4ever says: Hello everyone :)
Shuck: Hello there!
Lover4real: So yes, Jessie, where did you say you lived?
Stuckonyou: In Florida my dear.
Eli121: Hi Rockstar!
Lover4real: I live close by! Want to go private honey?
Bigman: what's up Rocky?!
Rockstar4ever: How is everyone doing?
Elil121: Great and u?
Bigman: hey! A/s/l!
Shuck: Good here too!
Rockstar4ever: Great, I'm good too.
Bigman: A/s/l Rocky!
Rockstar4ever: Alright, alright! Lol. 17/f/plane.
Shuck: Plane?
Rockstar4ever: Yes, I'm in a plane right now.
Elil121: That is so cool! I wish I was in a plane. I'm in my boring room!

With the sound of a bell, a smaller window opened in her screen. No make that two...wait three.

Bigman: Hey there Rocky! I'm 17 too! Wanna chat?

Chuckonthis: Why hello there beautiful! You up to some fun?

Hotasfire: Do you have a webcam?

Arching a delicate eyebrow to most of the windows she proceeded to respond.

Window 1: Bigman conversation.

Rockstar4ever: Sure!
Bigman: Great!

Window 2: Chuckonthis conversation.

Rockstar4ever: That depends on what type of fun you are talking about.
Chuckonthis: You know baby! You are a big girl.
Rockstar4ever: Then I'll have to go with no. bye!

She closed the window. She had no intention of helping some perverted dude, probably old man, with their disgusting hobbies.

Window 3: Hotasfire conversation.

Rockstar4ever: No.

She lied. The computer had come with a camera already, but there was no way she was going to use it with some stranger. In fact, she never used it with people she knew. The webcam was reserved for Robbie Ray on business calls.

Back to Window 1: Bigman conversation.

Bigman: So what do you do?
Rockstar4ever: I study, obviously.
Bigman: Lol. Yeah, obviously. Then again, in these days you'll never know.
Rockstar4ever: You sound like an old man.
Bigman: I'm not old! I'm wise!
Rockstar4ever: Riiight.
Bigman: That I am!
Rockstar4ever: A/s/l?
Bigman: 25/male/Missisippi.
Rockstar4ever: Really? You don't sound like you are 25.
Bigman: Why not?!
Rockstar4ever: You sound younger, much younger.
Bigman: What can I say, I'm a kid at heart! :-P

Another window popped in her screen.

New window.

UltimateSkater: Hello there. I like you nickname. :)
Rockstar4ever: Hi, and thanks!

Window 1: Bigman conversation.

Bigman: Actually, why don't you accept my invitation to view my webcam and I'll show you how big I am?
Rockstar4ever: I want you to know that I just rolled my eyes at your words. This means two things: 1. No thanks, and 2. I'm leaving cuz you just bored me. Bye!

She located the pointer on the red x and closed the window. Alas, the annoying window reappeared in the screen.

Bigman: You don't know what you are missing baby!
Rockstar4ever: Go away little boy.

This time she blocked him. It was a good thing she did too since in that instant her father came back with her plate of food in one hand and a glass of soda in the other. He sat across from her, paying complete attention to the food before him. Hannah smiled as she shook her head at mans common behavior; she didn't know one who acted different towards food, although she did know a girl who acted just like them.

Her eyes returned to the last conversation window available.

UltimateSkater conversation.

UltimateSkater: So how are you this evening?
Rockstar4ever: I'm alright, although somewhat annoyed.

UltimateSkater: And why is that?
Rockstar4ever: Annoying perves just keep popping up.

UltimateSkater: Oh. Yeah, I can see why that may have you pissed off. Most guys here are a bunch of disgusting pigs that just come in search of that.
Rockstar4ever: From that statement, I can guess you are a girl?

UltimateSkater: jaja…no you are wrong. I'm a guy.
Rockstar4ever: So you are guy who insults his own kind?

UltimateSkater: I'm offended . I'm neither disgusting nor a pig so I'm not really insulting my kind.
Rockstar4ever: Is that so?

UltimateSkater: Most certainly! But you'll believe me as we continue to talk.
Rockstar4ever: Interesting.

UltimateSkater: :-D So, what are you doing here?
Rockstar4ever: What do you mean? I'm here to talk.

UltimateSkater: No I mean, what are you doing here in the relationships department? It doesn't seem like that's what you are looking for.
Rockstar4ever: It isn't.

UltimateSkater: Then?
Rockstar4ever: To be honest, I don't know.

UltimateSkater: Jejeje, interesting.
Rockstar4ever: Lol! What are u doing here?

UltimateSkater: I just asked you that same question!
Rockstar4ever: That you did! But answer mine first.

UltimateSkater: Well, I'm not very sure, but perhaps I'm here searching for pointless advice.
Rockstar4ever: For what?

UltimateSkater: Nah, nah, nah! Now answer mine. What are you doing here Rockstar?
Rockstar4ever: The word relationship was the first one that came to my mind when I thought on what chat-room to join….It was also the first one I saw.

UltimateSkater: Mmmm, a good psychologist would say your unconscious is centered mainly on that aspect of your life. Then again, anyone could tell you that without leeching of your wallet.
Rockstar4ever: Lol! You are funny.

UltimateSkater: Thanks! I do try my best!
Rockstar4ever: So, do you want to be a psychologist?

UltimateSkater: Why not? They get paid so much for stating the obvious, seems like an easy enough job for me!
Rockstar4ever: lol.

UltimateSkater: But hey! We are getting of track here.
Rockstar4ever: How come?

UltimateSkater: You told me why you are here, well, you didn't exactly but, alright. Anyway, now I want to ask another thing. It'll make my psychological job simpler.
Rockstar4ever: What is it then doc?

UltimateSkater: Why do you think you are thinking so much about relationships? If you do know I mean. Do you?
Rockstar4ever: You are a curious one huh?

UltimateSkater: Kind off!
Rockstar4ever: Well, I do know. My boyfriend…broke up with me this afternoon.

UltimateSkater: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. But don't worry, if he dumped u it's because he didn't deserved you. You are too good for him.
Rockstar4ever: Oh yeah? And how do you know that?

UltimateSkater: Because the dumpee it's always too good for the dumper. It's an unwritten rule didn't you know that?
Rockstar4ever: No, no I didn't. lol!

UltimateSkater: Lol! Alright I'll explain my logic. The poor asshole probably realized how unworthy he was of you and so he decided to leave you and save himself the humiliation before you became conscious of what a waste of your precious time it was to be with him. It's quite reasonable.

Rockstar4ever: You really should become a psychologist. You already talk like one! Jajaja.
UltimateSkater: I'll think about it, lol. But, if I'm going to become one, I should practice don't you think? So, do you want to talk about what happened? Sometimes talking about it helps.

Hannah was about to reply to that, accepting the offer of comfort even if it came from an unknown source, when the airplane's speakers projected someone's voice.

"We'll be landing shortly. Please put your seatbelts on until we touchdown." Said a feminine voice.

"You heard her bud, turn that thing off and get over here." Robbie said, standing up and making his way to one of the chairs by the front of the plane. He sat and plugged in his seatbelt.

Reluctantly, Hannah went back to the computer to say good-bye.

Rockstar4ever: I would really like to, but I have to go now. We are about to land.
UltimateSkater: Oh, well that's alright. Take care then, and I hope you feel better.

Hannah smiled at this. She had never talked to someone who was this nice. Then again, she didn't chat often and when she did it was usually with her school friends.

Rockstar4ever: Thanks, you are really sweet.
UltimateSkater: :) Hey do you mind if I add you? We can talk later on if you want.

Rockstar4ever: No I don't mind at all. Please do!
UltimateSkater: Great!

Rockstar4ever: Okay cool! But just sent me the invitation and I'll accept it later. I really have to go now.
UltimateSkater: Okay. Take care. Bye!

Rockstar4ever: You too, bye!

Hannah logged off and shut the computer down. After doing so, she placed the laptop in its black bag and made her way to a chair beside her father. Plugging her seatbelt in, she waited for the plane to finally land with a small smile. She really did like talking with that guy, who she just realized she didn't even know his name. No matter she could ask him about it later if he actually sent her an invitation.

She hoped he did.

To be continued…

A/N: I had initially planned to upload this story when I had it complete, but I want to know what you guys think of it. That way I'll know if I should continue it or not.

I hope this wasn't too hard to read too. If it was, give me an idea of how to make it easier.

Now go on and tell me if you like it or not!