She's Here!

Ding dong! The doorbell rang.

"She's here!" shouted Miley. Do I have my wig on? She looked in the mirror to see. She did.

Miley said to her family, "Okay, dad, you are Mr. Montana. Jackson, you are Aaron Montana. No doing anything embarassing."

Miley opened the door, and in walked teen actress Vanessa Ohio. "Hannah! I haven't seen you since the benefit concert! How have you been?"

"I've been... fine."

Vanessa then noticed Jackson, who was biting his bottom lip to not laugh at her insane behavior. "Who's he?"

"Oh, that's just Aaron."

"Well, he's cute."

Miley didn't trust herself to speak. She was afraid that if she said anything, she would barf all over Vanessa. Jackson? Cute? There's no way.

"Why don't you show Vanessa to your room?"

"Good idea."

Miley led Vanessa to her bedroom. It was nice: blue carpet, purple sheets, and green walls. She also had a bean bag chair.

"This is a nice room. Where's Aaron's?"

"Three doors down. Smells like... well, I don't go in there. Are you going to steal a pair of boxers?"

"Actually, I was going to lay in his bed, but thanks for the idea."

"Good luck with that."