Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana.

Author's note: Miley and Lilly are 24 years old in this story.


Fashion and talking

Miley and Lilly are in their room trying on different clothes.

"This would look cool on you, Lils." says Miley as she throw Lilly a green dress.

"Thanks, Miley!" says Lilly as she pull off her tank top and white skirt and put on the dress instead.

"Wow! I haven't worn this thing for months. This one's soo sexy." says Miley as she finds her leather outfit in her closet.

"What's that...? I've never seen you in that, Miley." says Lilly.

"My leather outfit. I wear it when I wanna look super-sexy." says Miley with a casual little smile.

"Oh my gosh! I can't believe that your dad let you wear clothes like that." says Lilly surprised.

"Actually dad has never seen me in it. I bought it online and didn't tell dad about it. What he doesn't know won't make him mad." says Miley.

"If you say so, Miley..." says Lilly as she pull of the green dress and try on a pink one.

"Why don't you wear any leather clothing, Lilly?" says Miley.

"I sweat too much. Leather looks cool, but after a few hours I sweat as if I'd gone seven fights against Tyson." says Lilly.

"Maybe..." says Miley. "I still think leather would look nice on you."

"Sure, it's all fun and sexy until guys start to whine about how bad I smell." says Lilly.

"Lilly, come on! I sweat too. Like in gym-class for example, but there's this thing known as deodorant." says Miley with a teasing smile.

"Miley Ray Stewart...first, I'm well aware of what deodorant is and how to use it and second...I just don't wanna wear leather, okey?" says Lilly.

"Okey! I'm not gonna force ya to wear leather, Lils." says Miley.

Miley put on a red lace-bra, her tight white panties, her black leather outfit and her new silver cowgirl-boots.

"Lilly! Do I look totally sexy or what...?" says Miley with a smile.

"You look like a star!" says Lilly.

"And I am a star. I used to be Hannah Montana." says Miley as she begin to giggle.

"What a cowinky-dink...!" says Lilly.

"Lillian Anne Truscott, please don't say that word again..." says Miley. "We're too old for that."

"Okey!" says Lilly.

"Good! I really don't want ya to embarrass me, Lilly." says Miley.

"I always try not to, Miley." says Lilly.

"Yeah, I know. You do your best and that's all I ask for." says Miley.

"Awww, Miley!" says Lilly with a soft voice.

"Lilly!" says Miley.

Suddenly Robby Ray enter the room.

"Hi, ladies!" says Robby Ray.

"Awkward..." says Lilly to Miley.

"Sorry, daddy! It's not what you think..." says Miley as she try to hide as much as possible of her leather outfit with her hands.

"It's okey, bud. You're old enough to wear whatever you feel comfortable in. I'm not angry." says Robby Ray in a calm friendly tone.

"Thanks, daddy!" says Miley as she give her father a hug.

"No problem, bud!" says Robby Ray with a smile.

"Thank you soo much!" says Miley.

"Just don't wear it next time Uncle Earl is here. He'll have a heart attack." says Robby Ray.

"Deal, daddy!" says Miley with a smile.

"See ya girls later. Bye!" says Robby Ray as he leave the room.

"Your dad's more understanding than we think at times." says Lilly.

"Yeah, he is. Seems like he finally see me as a grown up instead of a kid." says Miley.

"Yeah!" says Lilly.

"Let's go find your Ollie, shall we?" says Miley to Lilly.

"Are you really goin' out dressed like that...?" says Lilly.

"Sure! Ya heard me dad. I'm old enough to dress sexy in public, Lils." says Miley.

"Okey! Let's go find Oliver." says Lilly with a smile.

"Yeah, let's go!" says Miley.

Miley and Lilly look very happy as they walk down to the beach.

The End.