Thank to all of those who participated in our very first challenge. Tiff and I have reviewed the stories and have chosen the winners based on writing skills and the writers ability to stay within the parameters we had set.
The guidelines were:
-takes place at "We Are the Kids of the Future" Inaugural concert
-the niley hug
-Joe interrupting in a funny way… (be creative)
-exactly 1000 words
The winners we have chosen are as follows:
1st place: c-melle
2nd place: faith. love. life. Epic
3rd place: fasttalker11
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Title: (n/a)
Author: c-melle
"Aren't you nervous Miles?"
Miley took a deep breathe and looked at Demi. She had this nervous look on
her face that Miley could definitely relate to. She had been in this kind of
nerve wracking position more than once and she knew the feeling very well.
Heck, she had that feeling right now. I mean, this was the Kids ' Inaugural:
We Are the Future concert where they had just performed in front of thousands
of people and the soon-to-be First Family of the United States of America.
This was huge. It was bigger than huge, it was massive. But, unlike Demi, she
knew how to keep her cool. Knew that she needed to keep her cool or they'll
both be slightly nauseous. But only slightly.
She smiled at the older girl sheepishly. "Kinda."
They both giggled and that eased the butterflies zooming around in their
stomachs. They held hands for support and listened as the last chorus of
Burning Up filled the backstage area with guitar solos, harmonies, and a buzz
of energy. They waited patiently for the song to end and for their cue to come
on stage to do the final bow. They looked once more at each other as the
minutes went down to seconds. Their nervousness turning into excitement,
wishing that they were already on that stage.
Their cue came and they happily ran on stage, behind and in front of many
other great acts that had come to honor tonight. The stadium still filled Demi
with awe at its size. It was amazing. They stood towards the left of the stage
and, well, stayed there for the most part along with Corbin and a few others.
They watched as Kevin, Nick, and Joe ran around the stage, high-fiving,
hugging, and saying a few words to people. Miley was so proud of them. They
had grown to be such great, caring guys. For a second there, a few months
back, she had thought she had lost them but here they were and she couldn't
be any happier. Demi was proud too. She was proud that her best friends had
gotten this far and were staying down to earth. The fact that Miley, who was
also one of her best friends, and the Jonas' were also getting along made
her even happier.
The noise engulfed the whole stadium with cheers and applause and the ever
present music. Miley and Demi just clapped and laughed along, staying to the
side and letting the boys shine, seeing as they have already mingled with most
of the other guests beforehand.
"Hey, Miles?"
"Yeah Dems?"
"This is the best night ever!"
"You got that right sista!" they both laughed and grinned at each other.
This continued on for a while, not to the point that it was annoying but it
was tiring. Both of them just talking quietly, well as quietly as they could
get over the noise, and laughing and sincerely enjoying themselves. That is
until Demi's eyes widened just a tad.
"Miles, Jonas alert."
Miley turned around, not too quickly as to not make it seem obvious, but fast
enough. There he was, Nick Jonas in all his sweaty glory. She giggled. He
looked adorable. He was hugging practically everyone down the line and Miley
shook her head and laughed. He got closer to them and he hugged Demi briefly,
whispering a congratulations in her ear. It was a very Nicholas hug, just one
arm and very brief, like it always was. Demi didn't mind. She knew he wanted
to be elsewhere, watching him turn to Miley. Was it possible that his heart
just skipped a teensy-tiny beat?
He smiled that small smile and Miley couldn't stop herself from smiling
too. He got closer, his Polo Black cologne, filling her brain and lungs with
its sweet, musky scent. He moved a little closer and Miley swore she felt time
slow down. He wrapped both of his arms around her, bringing her tightly to
him. He took a deep breathe, his senses filling with the smell of vanilla and
shampoo. It took her a second but she wrapped her arms around him too,
bringing them even closer together.
Is it possible that they didn't want to let go?
Before Miley could snuggle any closer into Nick's arms, they both felt
another set wrap around them. Miley, confused, started to pull away when she
heard a very familiar voice yell.
"GROUP HUG!"
And suddenly, in a matter of a few seconds, Nick and Miley were smothered in
a huge group hug in the middle of the stage. They could barely hear the
audience. The two didn't mind though. They saw it as an even better reason
to be as close to each other as possible in a long time. As the hug ended, it
was then that they turned towards the initiator of the hug.
Miley grinned at Joe before smacking him on the arm.
"Ow!" he exclaimed, clutching his arm and glaring playfully at her.
"What was that for?"
"Did you have to yell for a group hug?" Nick asked, trying to look at Joe
sternly but failing miserably.
"Glad to know you laugh at my pain Nick."
Nick laughed.
"Aw, come one Nick, he's in pain! You should help him!" Miley said,
coming closer to Joe's side. Demi giggled. She knew Miley was being a tad
sarcastic.
"You were the one who hit him!" Nick exclaimed as he grinned widely. This
was one of the reasons he, and his brothers, had missed Miley so much. She had
made them laugh and have fun like no one else.
"Thank you Miley!" Joe said, giving the girl a hug while he mock glared
at Nick. The two girls laughed.
"Traitor!" Nick said in an over-exaggeratedly hurt voice.
They all continued laughing, not even minding the fact that they were still
in the middle of the stage. The only thing that mattered at the moment was
that it felt right.
Title: (n/a)
Author: ..
Mind reeling, head pounding, body shaking.
Eyes closed, voices chattering, frustration building.
All of which, I felt, both currently and simultaneously.
Slamming my fists down on the cool leather seating, the soft "thwack"
echoed through the spacious vehicle, halting all conversation, 2 pairs of eyes
landing on my scrunched up face.
"Could. You. Please. Shut. Up?" I asked, slowly, through gritted teeth,
while roughly smoothing out the wrinkles in my gray silk top.
"M, you know we love you. But not this you. You used to be all smiley and
sunny. Now you're bitchy and bitter." Trace said calmly, as my eyes shot
open, glaring into his.
"take that back you heartless jackass." Brandi seethed, slapping him on
the arm, as he recoiled, and looked down.
"Sorry Miley. I just hate seeing you like this…" he repented, cradling
his hurt arm.
"I know, I know. It's okay. I just…2 years. We were together for 2
years. No breaks, no huge fights, no harsh words-only 'I love yous' and
snuggling on the sofa and now, he wont even look my way. They wont even look
my way. I was friends with all of them! Nick, and Joe and Kevin. And then Nick
dumped me out of no where, Joe and Kevin stopped talking to me, and the next
thing I knew, they were going public with the whole 'Team Demi and Selena'
and Nick came out and said 'I hate you' about me on some interview. I
guess that's where my 'I still hate you' came from…but I hate
retaliation. You guys know that. He just…this whole situation just…irks
me. I hate it! Something out of my control cost me everything."
"Well. Someone's a little mellow dramatic." Trace commented, as a small
giggle escaped from Brandi's mouth, before she could slap a hand over it.
"Thanks guys. Good to know I can always count on family!" I snapped,
leaning my head back and closing my eyes.
Opening my eyes, I found myself standing in front of a large audience, the
44th president of the united states, and his family, sitting right before me,
a black mic pressed into my freshly manicured hand.
"Hey guys! Thanks for coming!" I heard myself shouting, in my fake happy
voice, as the crowd roared.
"So, how about our new president, huh? Makin' history! That's what
it's all about!" I said, winking at Barack Obama.
"Well, in honor of a new president, I happen to have a new song! Cheesy. I
know. Just thought it was a nice segue. Anywho…this song…I just finished
it up the other day." I grinned, grabbing my acoustic guitar, and lifting
myself onto the wooden stool, sliding the mic into the stand. Strumming the
melody on my sleek, black, Ibanez, the words soared out of my mouth.
I can almost see it
That dream I'm dreaming
But, there's a voice inside my head
Saying, "You'll never reach it."
I poured my heart and soul into writing these words, doing the same as I sang
them.
There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move.
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Squeezing my eyes shut, I belted out the final verse of my therapeutic song,
before setting my guitar aside, and hopping off the stool. The audience went
crazy, as I doubled over, bowing in a graceful manner.
Standing back up, I noticed my surroundings had changed. I was now standing
at the back of the stage, watching as the current artists bounced around the
stage, clad in matching, yet different, suits, and belting out lyrics.
Finishing up their song, one took the mic and walked to the edge of the
stage, grinning madly, before yelling:
"Hey girl heeeeeeeey!" I giggled at Joe's crazy antics, as did the rest
of the audience, before continuing to listen.
"But seriously folks. Today, we see the future. Today, we see change.
Today, we see the greatest racial leap that this country has ever made. I
stand before you, proud of our country, proud of our new president. But
regardless of that, you guys have to get inspired to do something. Barack
Obama was inspired to make a difference, and look at all he's accomplished.
Guys! Come on! We are the kids of the future! It wasn't just a cheesy name
for this rockin' party!" he shouted, as the Jonas Brothers proceeded to
come towards the back of the stage to dole out hugs.
I watched as they headed down the line, worry filling my body as Nick drew
nearer. I watched closely as he enveloped Demi in a loose, friendly hug, and
pulled away, moving down the line. Stepping in front of me, I felt my body
tense and prepare for him to walk away, but instead, I felt his arms wrap
around me, tightly. Slowly, I snaked my arms around his torso, nestling my
face into his shoulder, as he murmured incoherent words into my ear.
"So, anyone read the paper today? Garfield - I mean, will he ever learn? Oh
yeah, and there was this other thing: I guess Miley Cyrus and Nick Jonas no
longer hate each other. Let's open the floor for discussion on that one." I
hear Joe say, as Nick pulled away and looked at me apologetically, before
shooting Joe a dirty look.
Sliding his hand into mine, I felt something cold come in contact with my
skin, and as quickly as his hand was there, it was gone.
"See you around, Miley." He said, moving down the line, as I looked down
at my palm, still held out, to find a shimmering chain staring up at me.
Lifting it up for inspection, I noted it was a Tiffany's original. Chain
link with a heart pendant dangling from the center, Tiffany & Co engraved on
the front, a personal message on the back.
Flipping it so that I could see the back, tears welled up in my eyes as I saw
the engraving.
Never Forget
Title: (n/a)
Author: FastTalker11
It was the night of the "We Are the Kids of the future" inauguration
party. Hannah Montana had to give a message and then we could go to an after
party.
When I got done with my cheesy line that I had to say, I walked off over to
the corner. I started to look all over for Nick.
"Miley," I heard my dad say.
"Yeah." I asked still searching.
"We have to get going to the party, bud." He replied.
"Okay." I said giving up my search.
We got in the limo and I began to think, about the last time I had seen Nick.
It wasn't exactly my shining moment. Actually it wasn't even close to my
shining moment, and was probably on youtube by now. I was afraid to check.
It had been at a party, and when I went to go talk to him I slipped where
someone had spilled punch and ended up on my face, extremely wet. I had went
home that night early really hoping Nick hadn't seen it.
Nick and I had been friends ever since we had both became famous, and I
don't know maybe there was something more or maybe that was my overactive
imagination. I took a deep breath and continued to think about it, as our limo
pulled up to the party.
"You Okay?" My dad asked seeing the thought on my face.
"Yeah I'm fine." I answered when I saw Nick's oldest brother Kevin.
My dad began to talk to some kids, but I wasn't listening to see if he made a
fool out of himself or not.
I walked over to Kevin, putting a smile on my face, leaving my dad to talk
and embarrass himself.
"Hey." Kevin said when he saw me approaching
"Hey, where are your brothers?" I asked distractedly searching.
"Sure just go ahead and ask for them. Who cares about me? Go for the two
who have the crush on you." Kevin said dramatically.
I rolled my eyes."You're so melodramatic, and they don't have crushes
on me." I said smiling at the thought.
"Sure," Kevin said, "and there are your lover boys now." He said
looking in an opposite direction.
I smiled as they approached. Though it took them forever, because they had to
stop and shake fans hands, or the girls who were really, to be nice lets just
say they liked them a lot.
When they arrived I accidentally let out a little giggle.
Kevin shook his head at me. "You enjoy this to much." He said under his
breath to me.
"I do not." I said back to him.
We continued with our "do not"'s and "do to"'s back and forth, till Nick and
Joe caught up to us and began to eye us suspiciously.
"I have to go," Kevin said. Then he whispered to me, "before I get
caught in this weird love triangle of yours."
I rolled my eyes and giggled which made Nick and Joe turn their attention to
me.
"So, what's up guys?" I asked innocently.
"Food." Joe said looking across the room at a table they had set out for
the actors.
We laughed as Joe left.
"Wow," I said. "How long has he been like that again?"
"His whole life Nick." said smiling and shaking his head.
I smile and giggled a little.
"No hug." Nick said to me, turning away from the direction Joe had went.
I smiled and gave him a quick hug.
"So how was the tour?" I asked politely.
"Tiring." I said with a sigh.
"I know how you feel." I sighed also, as my last tour came back to mind.
"Anything new? New boyfriend? New friends?" He asked, rather suspiciously
I thought.
"No, I wish. How about you?" I asked.
"Nada." He said smiling at me, that smile that said a thousand words. The
smile that either made my heart race or stop, and this time it came to a full
on stop.
There was an awkward silence. Shoot I hate when that happens.
I smiled to try to see if he'd say something first.
Nick smiled back, when all of a sudden I felt a shove from behind. I quickly
glanced at the person as I began to fall forward.
It was Kevin. Knowing him he was up to something.
Nick caught me before I reached the hard ground. Then I knew exactly what he
was up to. I would get him back for this later, or I would thank him either
way would be fine at this moment.
"Thanks." I said with a smile.
Nicks arms were still around me when he said, "No problem."
Was it just me or did he seem closer. Really close, like our lips are about
to touch close, I could feel his breath. It made me shiver. Not that I was
cold, but out of excitement. I'd been waiting for this moment.
Someone beside me cleared their throat, as I mentally began to cruse the
person, I pulled away from Nick.
"Joe!" I exclaimed embarrassed.
"Hey." He said eying us suspiciously.
I blushed.
"Hey Joe." Nick and I said almost in unison, with the same guilty expression,
and red cheeks on our faces.
We both looked at each other blushed again then looked down.
