Title: Haunted Horror
Rating: T
Summary: She looks down at her daughter. The face that she hates looking up at her. The face of Wilison Richards. Rated T for Rape.
Chapter 1: Back Home
Well I am back from camp rock ugh now Miley will be bugging me just great. "Nate phone," said Shane
"You could not bring it up to me," I asked
"Nope," Shane replied
"Well if it was Mitchie then you would be running to get it like flash," I said I got up and went down the stairs to get the phone
"You could have said thank-you Shane," said Shane
"Yea, yea ", I replied "hello?" I said into the phone
"Hi Natey-poo," Said Miley. Great Miley just what I need.
"What do you want Miley?" I asked
"Are we still on for the movie you know we were going to see 27 dresses?" asked Miley
"Miley I rather see a movie with Hilter before you," I said
"Are you calling me a murder?"Asked Miley. If it gets her away from me then yeah.
"yes I am," I said then I hung up and went to the computer and signed into msn looking thought my contact list no one is on GRRRR I thought then I went to check my fan mail why did I even bother to check most of them just say "NATE u are so hot" or "will you marry me?" or "please be my bf"
"Ding" said the msn thing oh look Caitlyn is on must talk
Nate: hey
Caitlyn: sup???
Nate: The sky
Caitlyn: lol
Nate: sup???
Caitlyn: being board
Nate: cool me 2
Caitlyn: cool well I gtg bibi
Nate: bibi
I got of the computer well I guess I will write music.
Author's note: Hello. This is my first fic. It would mean a lot if you reviewed!