Miley Stewart is Hannah Montana

Prologue: What will happen when Miley's secret is revealed in front of the whole school? Will her life be turned upside down, will her friends become jealous and hate her? One good thing will come out of it, and Miley never saw it coming.

Disclaimer: I do not own Miley Stewart or any of the Hannah Montana characters. I do however own a buttload of college reading material...which I should be reading right now.

Chapter One- Secrets Revealed

Miley sighed as she sat down in the school cafeteria. It had been another uneventful day. Most of her classes were finished, she had English and History after lunch. Then she had to go home and get ready for a premier party. Well, Hannah had to get ready anyway. Lily and Oliver came and sat beside her, discussing their Math class, wait, does complaining count as discussing? Miley looked up as girls began screaming. Jake Ryan had just walked in and they were all begging him to sit at their table. He smiled, acting like his normal snobby self. Miley rolled her eyes and continued eating her lunch.

"Hey Miley."

She looked as Jake walked up to her. "Hi, Jake." She mumbled.

Lily grinned like an idiot. "Sup, Jake, sup."

He smiled at her and kinda waved. "So, Miley, I was wondering if you'd like to go to a premier with me tonight." Ashley and Amber gasped, they were sitting a table over.

Miley bit her lip, "Thanks for the offer, but I already have plans."

Ashley stood up immediately, "I'll go!"

Jake smiled, "Uh, that's okay. Well, I guess I'll see you around Miley." He walked off and Miley sighed.

"I can't believe you just turned down Jake Ryan! What is wrong with you, you freak!" Miley gritted her teeth, trying not to let Ashley get the best of her. "I told you, I have plans."

The girl snorted, "More important than going to a movie premier!? You are such a geek." Miley ignored her and picked up her tray and backpack. "What is wrong with you!? For some odd reason Jake is interested in you and you're to stupid to notice! I don't know what he sees in you!" Miley was about to say something, but then decided it would be best to keep her mouth shut. Besides, she had a half hour before her next class and she needed to rehearse a script a director had sent her. As she walked away Ashley screamed in annoyance and grabbed for her. She missed Miley and instead tore her backpack off her arm. All of the contents spilled out on the floor, including the script, Hannah's ID card, and Hannah's cell phone. Ashley gasped and picked up the items. "Where did you get these!?"

Miley's heart beat widely. "Internet."

She tried to grab them back but Ashley dodged her. "Liar! This movie hasn't even come out yet! It hasn't even started shooting!" She looked at the front cover: Zombie Slayer: The Movie, featuring Jake Ryan and Hannah Montana. Miley tried to think of a good excuse, but none came. Ashley looked at the ID card and phone. "You stole Hannah Montana's things!" Miley sighed, sure, she would go with that. "Wait...it can't be...YOU are Hannah Montana!" The cafeteria went silent. Miley panicked, she grabbed the items and fled the cafeteria. As she ran through the double doors she heard an uproar in the room. Hopefully it would be to crazy for anyone to get out of there before she had a chance to hide.

'What am I going to do? I can't lie my way out of this one. There goes my normal life.' Tears spilled from her eyes as she realized everything was going to change. They might even have to move. Not paying attention to where she was going, Miley didn't notice the 'WET FLOOR' sign. All she knew was she was now on the floor, and her ankle was hurting like crazy. She tried to stand and cried out in pain. Grabbing the nearest locker she pulled herself up slowly. She heard footsteps behind her and tried to run, but her ankle refused to function, all it did was bring her pain. "What do you want!?" She didn't turn around, she knew who it was.

"I wanted to see if you were okay."

Miley scoffed, "Who me, or Hannah Montana?" She turned and glared at Jake through the tears.

"C'mon Miley, I've only ever cared about you."

She laughed sarcastically, "Really? Then how come you're always this famous, snobby, star!?"

He frowned, "I'm sorry if I've come off like that, but I'm really not a bad guy."

She wasn't sure she believed him, but at the moment, she just wanted to get home. "So, you're a good guy?" He nodded. "Well, can you find some way to get me home? I think I sprained my ankle."

He smiled, "Sure Miley." He walked over and picked her up. She yelped in surprise. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" She shook her head. As he carried her out of the school Miley began sobbing. "What's wrong?"

She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure, "My life is ruined, I'll never be able to walk out of the house now without being stalked."

Jake grimaced at the thought, then laughed, "You'll get used to it. Now I guess I know why you wouldn't come to the premier, you were already going, weren't you?" She nodded and sniffed, trying not to let her situation overwhelm her again. A limo pulled up and he ducked inside and set Miley down on the seat. He shut the door and told the driver where to go. "Thanks, Jake. I guess you're not that bad after all. I just got irritated sometimes because you were getting all this special attention, and quite a few times I considered telling my secret to get the same. I don't really have a choice now."

Jake smiled sympathetically, "I grew up in the movie business, so did my parents, so my identity was never a secret. I must say I am impressed that you were able to keep your life a secret. I don't know how you did it...especially since Hannah is a blonde, or are you wearing a wig right now?"

Miley laughed, "Actually, I wear a wig when I'm Hannah. Did you know Lily is with me when I'm Hannah?"

Jake stared at her, "Really? I never noticed...wait, Lily is Lola, isn't she?"

Miley grinned, "Yep. She wears whatever color wig she feels like." They had finally arrived at Miley's house, and she could she her dad walking outside, looking suspicious. "This is going to be interesting."

Jake shrugged, "I don't think so. Besides, what does your dad have against me?"

Miley thought back to all the times she had talked bad about Jake because she was irritated. Her father didn't think to highly of him. "I kinda make it sound like you were a stuck up, snobby rich kid who thought of only himself."

Jake laughed nervously, "Oh, is that all?" The driver opened the door and Jake helped Miley out.

"Miley?" Her dad walked up to them, looking confused now. "What's going on? And why is he here?" Miley was about to explain as she walked to her dad, but her ankle gave out. She cried out in pain and Jake caught her before she hit the pavement. "What did you do to my little girl?" Jake groaned, why was he the bad guy?

"It's not Jake, dad. I...hurt my ankle at school." Her dad nodded, waiting for the rest if the story. "A girl figured out I was Hannah Montana, I tried to run out of the school and slipped and fell."

He rubbed his forehead worriedly. "So, is this girl going to keep your secret?" Miley hesitated. "How many people know, Miles?"

She sighed, "The whole school."

He groaned, "Well, there's nothing we can do about it now, let's go inside."

Jake stood there awkwardly and Miley spoke up, "Daddy, Jake helped me when I was hurt and brought me home, isn't there something you want to say?"

He sighed, "You can come in to, but if you hurt my little girl so help me I will slap you naked and hide your clothes." Jake looked at Miley, unsure of how to answer or what it meant. She laughed, "Sorry, it's an old Tennessee saying, don't worry about it." He nodded and helped her walk inside. Jake walked her over to the couch and she sat down, propping her foot on the coffee table in front of her.

"Do you want some ice for that ankle, Miles?"

She nodded, "Yeah, thanks dad." Her dad walked into the kitchen and Jake grabbed a pillow and placed it under Miley's foot carefully. "Thanks Jake." He nodded and sat down beside her. The phone rang and Miley reached over, hitting the speaker phone button, "Hello?" She waited for the reply and heard an all to familiar voice, "Landing in 20!"

She nearly jumped up then realized her situation. "Jake, open the door!" He stood up and walked over, pulling the door open. He was almost knocked over as Lily came flying through on her skateboard. "Hey Lily!"

She kicked up her skateboard and ran over to Miley. "Miley! Are you okay!?"

She nodded and Jake closed the door as Lily sat down by Miley. "Yeah, I think I sprained my ankle though. Where's Oliver?"

She laughed, "He couldn't convince his mom to sign him out of school early. He's stuck there, being mobbed by the whole school into telling them about you." Miley bit her lip, feeling guilty. Jake came over and sat on the other side of Miley. "I'm sorry, Miley. I didn't say that to make you feel bad."

Miley sighed, "I know, Lily. I just don't know what's going to happen to me, to us."

She smiled, "It doesn't matter, I'll be here for you no matter what." Miley smiled and hugged Lily.

"I'll be here for you to, Miley."

She looked in surprise at Jake. "Really?" He nodded, flashing that grin again, but this time, it didn't annoy her. "Thanks Jake."

Her dad walked in and placed a bag of ice wrapped in a towel on Miley's ankle.

"Alright Miley, I have to go pick up Jackson from school. Will you be okay until I get

back?"

She nodded, "Yeah, I'll be fine." He smiled and walked out, a few seconds later

they heard him start the car and drive off.