Miley's Sixteenth Year: Diary Edition
Chapter 1: Meet Miley Cyrus
Hi! This is my first story so don't flame me!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana, Miley, Emily, Jason and everyone else or anything that happens in the show, if I did you would have known me by now (in other words I would've BEEN famous.)
Hi! I'm Miley! Actually my whole name is Miley Destiny Hope Cyrus but everyone just calls me Miley. Today I'm so excited because it's My Sweet 16 Birthday and I'm going to spend it in Rome, Italy! I can't wait for the sun, the clothes, the food, and the Italian boys. Ohhh yeah!
Uh oh! I hear footsteps! Here comes my dad, and I'm still in bed! He's not gonna be happy about this…"C'mon Mile, get dressed! You don't wanna miss me making your special birthday breakfast! C'mon bud!"
"No, 5 more minutes…"
"Don't make me get the water bucket…"
"Come on dad, cut the acting, we're not on set."
"Ok. But if you're not up in 5 minutes, you're gonna be in for a rude, wet surprise."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah…"
Why am I so tired? Usually I jump out of bed on a birthday morning. Oh, well. Maybe I'm getting a little too old. Uh oh. My back is starting to hurt…I really am getting old! Ow!
"Wakey, wakey Mile!"
Uh oh, the water bucket!"I'm up!" I said.
I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, and as I brushed her teeth I realized that my back wasn't hurting anymore.
"Hmm, that's strange, my back feels fine…" I said.
Once I was done getting clean, I got dressed.
A green babydoll dress, black leggings, and gold ballet flats, the best birthday outfit ever!As I rushed down the stairs, still trying to look like a model in my new outfit; the smell of Cinnamon French Toast wavered past my nose. Unfortunately, I could also smell the stench of my co-star Jason Earles (AKA Jackson!) Yup! Even people and their characters can be the same. But, I think I like Jason, himself better. He's a lot nicer off set. Right now, he's staying with my dad and me for the weekend.
"Ew…Jason, haven't you showered yet?" I asked.
"Nope, I like waking up fresh!" he answered.
"More like waking up funky, ugh!"
I can't wait until he leaves so I can have some me time again…"I've got eggs cookin', bacon sizzlin', orange smoothies blendin', and cinnamon toast… toastin'!" Yee dawgies! We've got so much food we could feed the whole neighborhood!" My dad said.
I gave him the "you better not" look.
Then he said "uh…but we're not, 'cause its your birthday!"
After a few minutes, breakfast was served. It smelled delicious!
"Now eat up Miles! You got a big day ahead of ya. We're headin' to the airport in about an hour. I'm gonna go take a shower. Happy Birthday Mile!" my dad said as he rushed to his room.
"Thanks dad! It all looks so good! Where should I start?"
Now, I was making a commitment that from this day forward, I would watch what I ate. I already couldn't fit into my new, sparkly, golden Hannah dress! I couldn't risk tearing it while going to my sweet 16 Birthday bash Tracey was throwing me! (If you watch Hannah Montana you would know who that is.) So I gave Jason, the pig, my bacon.
"Here Jason, pig out on yourself!"
"You sure? It's your birthday."
"No, you can have it. I have a commitment I'm trying to keep. Starting today.
"What? Are you on a diet or something?"
"Kinda. But for now, this cinnamon toast is callin' my name!"
My plate was full of cinnamon toast, eggs, and I had a big glass of orange smoothie. And boy was it goood!