"Miley, please don't do this", I heard her cry, "Come on...we can work it out", She pled.

I couldn't help but smile to myself as the girl who I was in love with was single again. Not like it mattered though. She was never going to notice me. I watched as she passed, leaving the pretty blonde to cry.

"Hey, can I sit here?", I heard her voice ask me. I nodded, maybe a little too enthusiastically as she sat beside me.

Her short black skirt was slowly riding up her thigh which made it hard for me not to stare at the perfect girl's long, tan legs. Eventually I tore my eyes away when I heard my name being called.

"Russo!", I heard my history teacher shout. I groaned and looked up, "What did I just say?", She asked.

"Uh...say?", I smirked, recieving a laugh from the rest of the class.

"Detention after school", She smirked, "And you all better be quiet too unless you want to be joining Russo after school"

Miley looked over at me and I swear, I could have just melted when her eyes locked on mine. She quickly looked away and continued to take notes but I couldn't take my eyes away from her flawless face.

After school, I made my way to detention only to see Miley already sitting there. I bit my lip and sat down, flashing her a nervous smile.

I knew she could tell how nervous I was as she showed me a toothy grin which made me relax just a little bit. "So, Russo? I'm guessing that's not your full name?"

I nodded, "Alex..uh, my name's Alex Russo..the teachers here kind of like to call me by my last name...some of my friends do it too, I really don't mind what people call me...Alex, Russo, Lexi, there all the same to me", I spoke fast.

She just laughed, "I think I'll stick with Alex. I'm Miley, by the way"

Oh I know, I thought to myself. "Nice to meet you...so why are you in here?", I asked, instantly regretting it as I saw the look of guilt wash over her face, "Uh..you don't have to answer..."

She shook her head, "No...I'll answer, I was caught smoking in the girls bathroom"

I looked at her shocked, "You smoke?"

I saw her nod, "I have done since I was 15...I know it's a bad habit and I hate it but I can't get enough of it..."

"Oh", I said, looking up as the teacher walked in.

We sat in silence, completing the set work for at least an hour before we were allowed to leave. I grabbed my bag and walked out after Miley. I sighed and watched her go. I walked to my car and drove home.

Miley's POV

"Where have you been?!"

"I had band practice", I lied, looking down.

She rolled her eyes, "Don't lie to me, you little slut...you've been smoking again, haven't you?!"

I gulped and shook my head, "No mum..."

She held up two fingers, "That's two times you've lied to me...do you want to lie again to make it three slaps?"

I shook my head, "Please don't", I whispered, backing up.

I heard her scoff before she hit me two times. One over my head and one in my stomach. I let out a tear, making sure to wipe it quickly before she saw.

"Now go to your bedroom and don't even think about coming out until the morning", She shouted.

I nodded and ran quickly up to my room.

I was shaking when I reached my bed, I hated this. My mum was the sweetest person in the world until my dad left us when I was 15 then she started drinking and smoking...she got me into it too and now she hates me for it. She blames me for all her problems and if something goes wrong then it'll always be me who was the cause of it.

I looked at my calender. 23rd August. I only had 4 more months until I was 18 and I could move out. Thankfully, my dad had left me enough money to buy myself a plane ticket and place to stay. I would get a job somewhere and never have to see my mum again.

I logged onto my laptop, and entered the world of cyber space. The only place where I could really fake everything. Where everything in my life was perfect.

Alex's POV

I logged onto the social networking site and scrolled through my friends list until I found the person I was looking for, 'Miley Stewart'. I clicked on her account and looked through the hundreds of comments she got each day from people saying how beautiful she looked. I don't blame people for commenting on her pictures because what they were saying was 100% true. I guess I was just jealous. I wish I had the guts to post what I really felt about her. I had spent hours writing out my love for her and all it took was just one small click for her to know but I couldn't do it. I'm jealous of those people that really don't care what others think, they post comments on her pictures, knowing that she and the rest of her friends list would probably see them and I bet it didn't take them over an hour to even think about posting a comment. I sighed and shook my head. I was about to click off her profile when I saw a small chat box pop up on the side of my screen.

Miley Stewart: Hey, you're the girl from detention, right? xx

I swear, my heart almost jumped out of my shirt, through the computer and landed in her lap. I read the message over and over again. Was she really talking to me? I mean, I know we spoke in detention but I thought that would be it and now she is talking to me online.

I didn't even realise I had begun shaking until I started to type back.

Alex Russo: Yeah, that would be me xx

Miley Stewart: How are you, detention girl?

I frowned as the kisses she had previously sent at the end of her message had now disappeared but that quickly faded when I saw the picture she had just uploaded with the caption, 'detention girl is hoottt'. I bit my lip. Was she talking about me? She couldn't have been, could she?

Alex Russo: I'm good

I lied. I'm more than good. I'm fantastic. In fact, I'm on top of the world right now. I stared at her picture. Damn, she was hot. She was wearing the school uniform with only a few of the buttons on her shirt done up. She was leaning over so you could see the right amount of clevage with her tie covering most of the flesh. Her body wasn't the only thing that was breath taking. Her face was too. She got more and more beautiful everytime I saw her and this picture was just wow.

Miley Stewart: I'm glad, detention girl

Alex Russo: What happened with 'just sticking with Alex'?

After reviewing her picture with it's caption one last time, I had become a little bit more confident.

Miley Stewart: Now what would be the fun in that, detention girl?

If she wanted to make a girl wet, then she sure knew how to do it.

Miley Stewart: Did you see my picture, detention girl?

And with that last message, she went offline, leaving me to think.

Detention girl, I could get used to that nickname.