Disclaimer: Ok, so if I had the rights to Hannah Montana I'd be rich, yes? And if I was rich would I be here on my computer orrrrr.. Playing beach volleyball with hot guys with no shirts on in Guam? )
Miley's POV
I wonder what I would've been like if I hadn't moved...
Would I be shorter? Taller? Meaner? Nicer?
Wait, is nicer even a word, or is it 'friendlier'?
I love being alone, it gives me time to think about anything and everything. And sunbathing in the scorching Malibu sun can definitely take you away into the clouds.
I'm 16 now so thats - 5 years since I left, and we haven't really been keeping in touch.
By 'we' I mean me and my 'Tennessee friends'.
Hmm... I wonder what they're are like now, and if they still remember me.
Especially Austin. I liked him since pre school, and everyone else knew that he liked me too. Well, everyone except me. Funny how that works...
I've written out the next chapter (which is way longer) and some of the third, but I know I'm gonna end up editing it to shreds.. So ideas are very welcome! Thanks!