There was a man with a huge grin on his face and a woman with her arms latched tightly around his waist, seemingly like a happily married couple. In between them, stood a blond boy and a brunette girl, half glaring at each other with pouts on their lips. As the wind blew, the entire family seemed to flutter, and a wet droplet slid down the side.

Miley set down the picture beside her as she hurled a stone into the river, seemingly lost in thought as her icy blue orbs became glassy. Time can really change everything, can't it? Picking up the photo once more, she covered the face of her mother—she's gone. Then, she gazed to the two male who stood next to her and she couldn't help but let another tear fall. Of course, after her mother's final farewell, she lost inspiration as Hannah Montana, and Jackson had gone into a college in Nashville to get away from it all. And Robby Ray? Who knows? He's been depressed ever since, and Hannah's previous work was what got them through the days.

Suddenly, the wind picked up again, and without warning, snatched away her last memories and gave it to the running rivers.

"Ah-!" Miley gasped, chasing after it. But by then, it was already gone with the wind. But if she can't preserve her own memories, maybe…

"Ok, now say CHEESE!" Miley laughed as she snapped a photo of the family before her showing their pearly whites. Yup, although she had said goodbye to Hollywood, she wasn't about to say goodbye to her friends yet—or Hannah's friends. "Oliver! Quit fooling around!"

Her donut friend, Oliver, burst out in laughter as she tried to get a perfect shot.

"You know Miles, for a renowned celebrity photographer, you're not very patient!" He laughed as Miley sent yet another glare. "You know, if you keep doing that, you might lose your job"

"And you know, for a kid who got famous on Celebrity Idol, you're STILL a donut!" The brunette retorted. "Now hurry up! I have other clients to!"

"Aw Miles, don't be bitter, you should be glad that you were able to become a real photographer, isn't that what you've always wanted before…Anna-Hey Ontana-May?" Miley sighed. Oliver was a handful, but he was still her best friend, and he still knew her so well. After a moment of silence, Oliver decided to be…well Oliver. "So is this the part where I take off my shirt?"

Miley cringed, almost hurling her camera at him.

"DO YOU WANT LILLY TO KILL YOU!?" She screamed, blushing in embarrassment. "Dude! You're not even on that level yet!"

"I'm kidding gosh!" Oliver defended with a red face.

"I will NEVER, I mean NEVER, take your picture when you're naked! Gross!" Just as Miley was about to make another statement, a knock in the door interrupted her and the Oken family.

"Miles, Demi Torres is here for her shoot!" Lilly called over the door.

"Alright, tell her I'll be with her in a minute, I have to finish Oliver first!" Miley yelled back, sighing. "Man I have an awesome secretary, unlike someone here!"

"Hey! Don't be mean!" Oliver scoffed, in pretended offense and proceeded to finish the photo-shoot.

"Eh? Recommend your friends to me?" Miley grinned in surprise. Sure, she is honored that Demi, a big time superstar, is doing a shoot with her, but recommending her friends? That's off da hook! "A-Are you sure?"

"Of course!" Demi smiled excitedly. "I love doing this with you! It feels so natural unlike some other shoots I've been to, and since my friends are looking, I've just found the right person for the job!!!"

"AHH! That's awesome! Thanks so much Ms. Torres!" Miley gushed, jumping up and down. Hey, being promoted like this can really boost your job!

"Ah, call me Demi! Here's my card, we should go shopping and you can pick out my clothes for the next shoot!" Demi laughed as she handed Miley her information which Miley happily accepted. "Oh by the way, I just called up the boys and they'll be here next Friday at around 9am, is that okay?"

"O-Of course! I'm looking forward to this!" The former star grinned, handing Demi her pictures for approval.

"Oh my! These are SO cute! Gah! I love you Miley!!!" She squeaked as she grabbed Miley and spun her around.

"So, how'd you get into photography?" Demi asked curiously as she sipped on her coffee. After that photo-shoot, the girls called each other up and met at the café, where they instantly clicked.

"I-I've really wanted to capture something beautiful when I was little and I ended up doing this!" 'After Hannah Montana,' Miley added mentally.

"Ehhh? That's so cool! I just loved music, that's why." Demi smiled.

"Yeah, I can tell, I love your songs! Especially Shadow!" Demi's eyes widened at the remark in surprise.

"Shadow?"

"O-Oh it's just…it's personal." Miley murmured, her eyes casting down as she refrained her tears from falling. Sure, she wished that her mom would be her shadow, following her, but then the clouds would fade away her shade. However, when she felt a strange tingle of warmth on her hand, her blue orbs shot up to meet a pair of kind, brown ones.

"One day you'll find someone like that, I promise. Someone who'll always be with you like your shadow, and you'll run to a place where the sun always shines."

Miley gasped at those words before nodding with a smile as Demi wiped away her tears gently.

-Friday-noon-

"Bye Britney! See you in a few months!" Miley called, waving with a grin. As soon as Ms. Spears disappeared, a sigh escaped her lips as her smile turned into a frown. These guys that Demi introduced, where the hell are they? They're like…she glanced at her watch…three hours late! Just then, a knock interrupted again. "Are they here now Lilly?"

"U-Um…" Said a guy's voice as Miley narrowed her brows in confusion. No one but Lilly should be able to get in here without permission.

"Who is it?" She asked, walking over to the door and opening it. Before her stood three dark haired boys shuffling their feet sheepishly with their hands in their pockets. The first things she noticed were the pink tints on their cheeks, as if embarrassed. "You guys are…?"

"Um…" began the one in the middle, whose hair, as Miley noticed, seemed to be darker than the other two boys. She chuckled to herself as she looked at the three lost puppies, hey, at least that middle one had some courage. "You see, we've been walking around for a couple of hours…and we couldn't find the place we were looking for, BUT I'M SURE IT'S HERE SOMEWHERE, and we just couldn't find it!" The middle one pouted.

Miley raised a brow, a mixed emotion present in her features. She didn't know if she should laugh or be mad that they disrupted her work.

"First, how did ya'll get in? There's security outside!"

"W-Well you see," said the other one with stylish boots. "The guards were at lunch and this guy here," he nudged the first guy in the ribs, "thought we should just come in."

"BUT I WAS SURE IT WAS HERE!" The first boy defended as Miley rubbed her forehead softly.

"Look guys, this really isn't the place to be if you're looking for a friend. I still have clients too, and speaking of which, they're way too late."

"Can you just help us out?" Asked the middle guy again. Frustrated, Miley pointed to the door.

"Sure, is where you came in? Well that's where you go out!"

"Aw come on M-M-" the middle one cried, squinting to look at Miley's name tag. "Milly!"

"It's Miley you idiot!" The quiet one finally spoke for the first time.

"Milly Miley whatever! We're looking for that famous photographer's office! It's here somewhere so just show us the place!"

Dot dot dot…

"EH?! YOU'RE MILEY STEWART!? THE PHOTOGRAPHER!?"

"Yes doofus, and you're Demi's late friends." Miley retorted, smoke steaming from her head.

"Now now Miles, I'm sure this isn't the easiest place to find, right guys?" Lilly laughed nervously, turning to the boys. They quickly nodded before Miley sighed. She was supposed to have a shopping spree today and now she's stuck with these idiots who came late…were they really Demi very on time Torres's friends???

"Alright JONAS, let's get started."