Miley sighed and plopped down on the couch. "It's not easy being beautiful." She flipped her hair back jokingly and Oliver, sitting next to her, shook his head.
"Honestly Miley. You can't be Hannah all the time."
"Who said?"
"Very funny." Lily sat down next to Oliver with a bowl of popcorn. "By the way, you're out of popcorn." She tossed one into her mouth.
Miley turned on the TV and started skimming the channels. "Fashion Star, Celeb Fanatics…" She paused as 'Lola's face came on screen.
"NO!" Lily shrieked. "No! Turn the channel! Turn the-"
"Too late." Miley stared at the screen as an announcer appeared, making Lily's picture shrink and fly to the left hand corner of the TV.
"Teen pop sensation Hannah Montana is rarely seen without the company of her side-kick Lola Lumphbanger-"
"They always get it wrong!" Lily yelled.
"What is it again?" Miley asked.
"I'm not sure…"
"What?"
"It seemed like the right thing to do…"
Lily's voice was drowned out by a new show. "Malibu Idol! That's right! YOU could be the next Malibu Idol! Be at 163 Sunset Street at Noon on the seventh to be the next Malibu Idol!"
The TV clicked off, courtesy of Oliver, and they remained silent. Lily was the first one to speak.
"Oh my gosh! Miley you should so totally do it! You'd win in a heartbeat!"
"I don't know Lily…"
"Come on Miley! Please!"
"Only if you and Oliver do it with me."
"Okay! Come on Oliver! We have to practice!"
Lily grabbed his hand and pulled him outside against his cries of "Wait! I never said I wanted to- LILY! I didn't! NO! Wait! Stop!"
Miley laughed and said to herself "Why not? What could it hurt?"
She had no idea.