Note: I don't own anything so don't sue!
It's my first story published on here! I'm excited!
I got the idea from the Britney Spears song 'She'll Never Be Me'. It's a good one!
"Wow Miley, you are looking amazing tonight!" the entertainment for ET or The Insider or CNN or something smiles brightly as I approach him.
I smile and give him a quick kiss on the cheek. He blushes and gets right down to business. He asks about the teen choice award nomination, the CD, and blah blah blah.
I answer all questions truthfully and always with a big smile until something grab my attention. It's his laugh. And her laugh. I can recognize it anywhere. His sounds all shy and cute. But hers sounds like a dying elephant.
I turn my head as if checking out all the other Teen Choice Award rivals when I see them. They're holding hands and her head is resting on her shoulder. Some reporter is talking and they keep laughing and smiling.
How gross. Just as I am about to turn my attention back to the reporter, I notice something rather funny: Mikayla kind of looks like me. Seriously she goes.
Brown hair, brown eyes and hey, isn't that the same outfit I wore last week? Oh my god, it is! She's wearing the same white tee shirt and black pencil mini skirt I wore to a charity event. And…oh my god, she's even wearing the same necklace!
I can't believe my ex-boyfriend is dating a girl who's like a carbon copy of me! He must really miss me.
"So, who are you excited to see tonight?" the reporter asks suddenly causing me to snap out of my thoughts.
"Uh, Chace Crawford." I spill without even thinking.
He laughs and wishes me good luck. I take a step back and look over at Mikayla and Nate. They're walking away from the reporter and towards me. Oh crap.
"Hey Miley." Nate gave the fakest smile ever. It is definitely forced. "It's awesome that you're hosting tonight."
"Yeah, I'm excited to see you up there!" Mikayla giggles like a stupid little girl.
Nate wraps his arm around her waist and kisses her cheek. I think he's trying to make me jealous. I hope he knows that it is most definitely NOT working.
I smirk. "See you in there."
I turn and walk away towards the building of the award show. I faintly hear Nate call Mikayla 'Mikaleys'. I shake my head. It sounds a little too close to Miley.
"Alright Miley, it's time to head down to the audience to announce the next presenter." The stage hand states once I step out of my dressing room.
I give a nod and head down the hallway. My bright pink dress keeps swishing at my knees but I don't care. I have better things to worry about like my ex and his Miley clone. I can't help but snort which causes the stage hand to give me a funny look.
We walk past a catering table and I swipe a small white napkin. I hold on to it until I reach the audience. I high five a couple of fans and quickly run over to my dad.
"I need a pen." I tell him rather quickly. He reaches into his front shirt pocket and pulls out a nice black pen. He probably thinks I've got a song idea to write down. But I don't.
I quickly scribble down some words on the napkin and scan the room for Nate and Mikayla. They're whispering and giggling, probably about something stupid.
I walk on over and tap Nate's shoulder. He looks up. "Oh hey Miley, great job you're doing!"
I hand him the napkin and walk away.
"She gave you a napkin? That is beyond weird. What do you need a napkin for?" Mikayla asks, sounding confused as Miley walks away.
I'm a little confused too. I glance down at the folded napkin and notice traces of black ink. I open it up and stare at the words in front of me.
She'll never be me
XOXO
the ONLY Miley