DISCLAIMER: It's obvious that I don't own HM or anything related. I only own the random ideas that flood my brain everyday.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I've been writting fanfic for four years, but this is my first HM story. Parts of this story are based on the song "Shy" by a power/progressive metal band from Finland that I'm sure no one reading HM fics will know. I hope you like it and R&R.
I'm Shy Can't You See
CHAPTER 1:
It was a typical Saturday night in the fall at the Stewart household. Robbie Ray was messing around with one of his guitars, while his two children, Miley and Jackson, were standing in the kitchen arguing.
"I can't believe you at the last Mr. Fudgy Bar!" Jackson whined to his younger sister.
"There were twelve bars in the whole box!" Miley defended. "And you ate eleven of them!"
"Sweet nibblits, children!" Mr. Stewart called out from the other room. "It's a Mr. Fudgy Bar! If you're going to argue, can't you find something worth fighting over?"
"But dad!" Jackson continued to whine. "I was saving those for when Oliver spends the night!"
"Fudgy Bar hogger say what!?" Miley asked, as if she hadn't heard and fully understood what her brother just said.
"Oliver's coming to spend the night." Jackson explained.
"Tonight?" Miley questioned.
"Yeah, tonight." Jackson replied. "What's wrong with that?"
Miley felt a slight pause in her heart beat. Her best friend Oliver would be staying the night. She had only dreamed of this for over a year. Ever since she had to explain to him about Hannah Montana, she had found a greater liking toward Oliver. Not just a liking...she loved that boy. Now was her chance to tell him her true feelings.
"Wait, not tonight!" Miley had snapped out of her fantasy and back to the present time. " It's movie night!"
"So what?" Jackson asked. "You can watch you little movie. We'll be too busy with guy stuff to bug you."
"No, Jackson." Miley rebutled. "It's movie night. That means Lilly will be here."
"Lilly." Jackson began. "Is she spending the night, too?"
"Well, duh!" Miley informed her brother. "Lilly stays on every movie night!"
Jackson felt a slight pause in his heart beat. His sister's best friend Lilly would be staying the night. He had only dreamed of this for what seemed like forever. Ever since Miley had met her, Jackson had always found Lilly to be a sweet and funny girl. Not just sweet and funny...but also cute. Now was his chance to tell her his true feelings.
"Dad, how could you let this happen!?" Both Jackson and Miley shouted.
"Oh no," Robbie Ray started. "Don't you bring me into this little mess of yours!"
"Did you know Oliver was staying tonight?" Miley asked.
"Yes. Jackson asked about a week ago if he could stay tonight, and I agreed." Mr. Stewart defended.
"You know Lilly and I have a movie night once a month, too, Daddy." Miley began. "It's the last weekend in the month, and we haven't had it yet. Didn't it dawn on you that 'gee, it must be movie night tonight! My daughter's going to be with her best friend in their movie jammies...so lets have Oliver over!' ? "
"Now sweetie, you and Oliver are best friends, too." Robbie Ray said. " But Oliver's not here to see you or Lilly in your jammies. He's here for Jackson."
"And I already said we won't bug you, Miles." Jackson repeated himself.
Miley let out a frustrated sigh. "I can't win. I'm in a house full of male brained monkeys! I give up!"
"Learn to live, Miles!" Jackson said, playfully slapping her on the back. "But so you're going to be in your PJ's, huh? The ones that say "I'm a little angel" on them in pink?"
"Can it, Jackson!" Miley said, pulling away from him. "I'm going up stairs to call Lilly and get ready."
"And the fuzzy green slippers that look like a cat coughed up neon hair ball?" Jackson yelled up to his sister, but Miley was already in her room and had slamed the door.
"Oh, that's a good one, son!" Mr. Stewart said to Jackson. "High-five me, boy!"
Robbie Ray stuck his hand out for his son to give him a high five, but he playfully jerked it away and said "Too slow!" ever time Jackson got close.