I DON'T own Hannah Montana!

My first chapter, I hope you all like it. Review and I'll post more!

The rain came down like bullets and it was too late to be doing this.

She glanced at her silver watch as the big hand moved to the 6. It was nine thirty p.m. As she swung on the bench attached to the porch, she sadly looked out to the falling hail. There was a sort of chill that gave her goose bumps and the humidity made her palms sweat.

"Hey," he quietly said as he poked his head out the front door. Miley could barely hear him over the loud slaps of rain falling into puddles.

Miley forced a smile and patted the bench, the signal for him to sit down next to her. They rocked back and forth for a moment. Miley stared straight ahead at the side of the Malibu mansion she called home. He was twiddling his thumbs and looking to his right at the usual summer weather.

"So, what are you gonna do this summer without me?" he asked, breaking the silence that filled the air. The thunder storm seemed to be building.

Oliver, her wonderful boyfriend, he'd be gone, for the whole summer. With the exception of the last week in August before school started up. They'd be entering their first year of college. But the summer, that gave them hardly any time together. Miley shrugged to answer his question.

"It'll be pretty dull here without me, huh?" he asked, once again trying to make some form of conversation. She nodded and he frowned.

"Look Miles, I'm gonna miss you too. But I'll be back before you know it." he said putting an arm around her. She looked up at him.

"Why do you have to go for so long?" she asked sadly.

"Hey don't blame me, blame my parents. They're the ones who decided I'd go with them. And if it were up to me, I'd only go for a few weeks." he explained.

Oliver's parents certainly weren't pushovers. If they wanted Oliver to do something, Oliver would have to do it. And very soon they'd be leaving for Maine. They went every year and since Oliver was going off to college in a few months, his parents wanted to spend as much time with him as they possibly could.

"Well then I guess I'll see you at the end of August." she said, trying to sound like she would be okay. It mustn't have been very convincing because he embraced her in a hug and kissed her on the cheek.

"Everything will be fine," he whispered in her ear, and it sent a warm feeling shooting into her like a sparkler. She loved hearing his voice.

Miley hugged him as if he would disappear forever if she let go, and sighed when they finally pulled away.

"Oliver the plane leaves in an hour! We gotta go!" Mr. Oken yelled from inside the black Expedition. He got up and made his way to the SUV.

"Oliver, wait!" she cried when he stepped off the last step of the porch. She didn't know why she was in the pathetic, needy mood. She was desperate for him. Maybe it was because she knew her summer was going to be utterly depressing without him. Not to mention her other best friend, Lilly was going away in a few weeks on a family vacation to Hawaii. But she also knew, no matter how many phone calls and text messages she'd receive, she was going to miss him terribly.

He looked back as she jumped into his arms. At this point, she couldn't hold back and she felt warm tears run down her cheeks. She was thankful it was still raining so maybe he wouldn't notice. But that couldn't cover up the upset expression on her face. He kissed her while she embraced him in the biggest hug she could possibly give.

"I gotta go," he sighed looking back at his father's impatient expression. She looked up at him and studied the sorrow in his eyes. They gazed upon each other for a couple seconds and then she let go of his hand. She stood silently as she watched him climb into the car soaking wet. She listened to Mr. Oken's faint screams as Oliver trudged water onto the leather interior. Miley had to laugh, same old Oliver.

The family pulled away, out of the driveway, and down the block until the headlights were out of sight. It left her alone in the pouring rain. She waited a moment, to take it all in, and then decided to take a walk on the beach, only because it was sprinkling now.

She put the hood of the black hoodie she was wearing up and started walking along the sidewalk. She looked down at her feet as they took each step and put her hands in the front pocket. When she reached the back of the Connor's house, which was nearly half a mile away from Miley's, she decided to go home.

When she saw herself in the mirror in the bathroom upstairs, she was a bit shocked. She looked like she'd just been electrocuted and was back from the dead. Her eyeliner and mascara had run down her face and squiggly lines and looked like it had dried that way, her hair could pass for a small dog, and on top of that she looked like she had been doing crack for the past three years. And the black hoodie didn't do anything to help. I guess this is what losing your boyfriend for three months will do to ya. Imagine breaking up with him!

Miley couldn't even think about that, so she turned the sink on and splashed some cool water on her face to clear the evidence that she was clearly on the verge of depression. She carelessly got water all over the counter and some on the floor too, but left it there. Then she turned the water off because she heard something. She realized it was AFI, or rather her cell phone ringing. She walked into her room and rummaged around to find it.

"Hello?" she asked in a tired, I-don't-want-to-talk-to-you kind of voice.

"Hey are you okay?" Miley's best friend, Lilly asked referring to the fact that

Oliver left for Maine. Good ole' Lilly, always there.

"I don't know," Miley responded as she sat on the floor and leaned against the wall.

"That bad, huh?" she asked sounding concerned.

"Even worse than you think," Miley said as she rested her head on the corner of the pink wall.

"I'm sorry," she said softly. Easy for her to say! She had no idea how bad it was! Lilly didn't have anyone to miss, and plus, she would be going to Hawaii this summer while Miley stayed home all summer with absolutely no one.

"Yeah, me too." Miley replied, so soft it was almost a whisper.

"Hey, why don't you come over? We could eat Ben and Jerry's and watch movies until we fall asleep." Lilly offered sounding perkier. Miley smiled to herself. She had no energy to get herself to Lilly's.

"Well… okay. I'll take a shower and be there in about half an hour." She said.

"Okay, see you then!" the girls hung up and Miley threw the soggy hoodie on the bathroom floor.