THE ROUGH DIAMOND

- Best Of Both Worlds


You get the best of both worlds
Chill it out, take it slow
Then you rock out the show
You get the best of both worlds
Mix it all together and you know

That it's the best of both worlds

"Thank you Los Angeles! I love you all!" I screamed enthusiastically, out into the audience, after finishing off with my 1# Hit, The Best Of Both Worlds.

The crowd cheered, screaming out for another encore. If I hadn't already managed to do four encores I would've. I said a few more goodbyes to my fans and they started their way out through the arena doors and into the foyer. "Woooo!" I shouted, sprinting off stage, dancing around and adrenalin pumping.

I had three California performances on for the past week, all sold out, and that was my last one. I had no more major shows in California for the rest of the year.

"That was a great show, bud." Dad gave me a hug.

"Thanks daddy. I gotta agree on that one." I grinned.

"When you fell from heaven, because you must be an angel." I overheard such a cheesy, and probably the worst pick-up line and one word popped straight into my head. Jackson. I turned around and saw him a few metres away chatting up a very unimpressed, pretty blonde girl.

"Yeah, I personally know Hannah Montana. We're very good friends, actually." The blonde girl suddenly gained interest in my dorky brother.

The two of them headed into my direction. "Oh, god." I said to myself.

"Hey Hannah!" Jackson hugged me. "This is Becky. She is a huge fan."

"Hi Becky, I'm Hannah. It's nice to meet you." I had recognised her from school - she was one of the seniors. I smiled at her, in between shooting dirty looks at Jackson.

"You look so familiar. Well, obviously. I see you on TV all the time." She laughed, but then started to think very hard. "But, I swear, I know you from somewhere else."

I glanced at Jackson and back at Becky. "Oh, really. I'm sure it's just a film clip, or when I guest-starred in Zombie High with Jake Ryan."

"No, it's not that… I've got it!" Becky said enthusiastically. "You look just like Jackson's sister Miley."

I gave Jackson my "You're Dead To Me" look. "I've seen Miley before and I couldn't disagree more. We don't look anything alike. Do we, Jackson?" I elbowed him.

"Um, uh, no. Not at all. Not one single resemblance. I don't know how you even made a comparison." Jackson is that unbelievably bad at lying.

"No, no. You and Miley look so similar. Isn't funny? You're friends with Jackson and Miley and you look exactly the same as her, who is the same age as you." She started to piece it together.

This is not happening. I have managed to keep my secret for three years now. From everyone, from the whole world. Now it's all going to be blown by one of Jackson's date in two minutes of meeting each other, coz Jackson just had to impress the new hottie!

"Oh my god! It all makes sense now!" She exclaimed. "She does your hair and make-up, doesn't she? And she puts the make-up on the same way she does her own. That's why you guys look so similar! And is that how you know Jackson? His sister is your hair and make-up artist?" She was absolutely blown away, and so were Jackson and I, but for two completely different reasons.

Thank god this girl is Bird-Brain Becky and not Buck-Tooth Becky or Bad-Breath Becky.


Wow, that was close! I was nearly caught out tonight. I can't believe Jackson would be so careless. He is so going to get it when we get home! I sighed and rolled my eyes while thinking about earlier tonight.

I headed into my dressing room to have a shower and get changed. I walked in, shutting the door, and stripped off. I grabbed a towel out of the closet and my dressing gown and put them in the bathroom and jumped into the nice warm shower.

I dried myself off and put on my dressing gown, when I heard a bang. What is that? I slowly and cautiously walked out of the bathroom to see if anyone was there or I was just hearing things. "Hannah!" I heard a shout, but couldn't see where the person was coming from and who they were. Shit! My mind was screaming. Frantically, I put on my blonde wig. "Say cheese!" I just managed to get my wig on, although a lot of it was hanging in my face and I had to hold it on without it falling off my head. I stumbled and tripped my way behind the door, as I was being blinded by the camera. Paparazzi snuck into my dressing room while I was having a shower? I only managed to see the man for a few moments as he sprinted off basically straight after I saw him. This is not good. This is not good at all!

"Sweet Niblets!"


I stepped out of the limo, yawning. This had been one rough night! I had already done my fair share of yelling at Jackson in the car ride and though I would have liked to, I was too exhausted to continue. Dad was telling me later that a couple of the security guards had caught the paparazzi and managed to confiscate his camera, while kicking him out of the place. For someone who was sneaky enough to get into my dressing room, they weren't very good at sneaking out. But I really couldn't care less about that, as long as my secret was safe for another night. That had been two very close calls in one night.

I was just so glad to just be Miley again. No paparazzi stalking me, no insane fans smothering me. No media in my face, trying to find out even the smallest bit of gossip so they can blow it way out of proportion and ruin my reputation. My huge secret wasn't at such a big risk. Just me - Miley. It's good being able to get away from the craziness of being a pop star and getting to be just a normal person again. Living two lives may have some up and downs like today but when the going gets tough, the tough turns into Miley Stewart. It's awesome being a pop star AND being just a normal teenager.

I could feel my eyes drooping as I walked up the stairs into my bedroom. I looked at the clock beside my bed. It was already five past one. And I have to get up tomorrow morning at seven. For school. And it will still only be Wednesday. Fabulous. I chucked all my things from the concert onto the floor and collapsed onto the bed. Within a minute I was sound asleep.


A/N: Hey! I hope you've enjoyed the start of my story! Do you guys think I should continue it? I'm always open for constructive criticism and new suggestions. Reviews would be very much appreciated! Thank you! :)