"Is the Zombie High cast and crew being replaced by real-life zombies?"

Jake Ryan's girlfriend, Samantha Cane, who's supposed to play Zerronda the Zombie Princess, disappears, right before filming the episode of the show, Zombie High. Brokenhearted and dumbfounded, Jake moves to Malibu to lead a normal teen life until they find a replacement for the role of Zerronda.

Enter Miley. Miley Stewart, part of the staff of her school newspaper, is totally incapable of dealing with the famous heartthrob Jake, but with her luck, they chose her to be his student guide anyway. Sassy and sarcastic, Miley interacts with Jake only through one-liners overflowing with sarcasm. The hardest part of all? With Jake nagging at her and depending on her 24/7, how will she prevent him from finding out that she's really pop star extraordinaire Hannah Montana?

When Hannah scores the part to play Zerronda the Zombie Princess on Jake's show, they immediately begin taping to make up for the loss of time. But things begin happening while shooting - strange, creepy things. Now, more people start disappearing, and more zombies start resurfacing.

Can Jake and Miley get to the bottom of this before they, themselves, become the living dead? More importantly, can they for once put their differences aside and admit how they really feel?

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HANNAH MONTANA - Zombie: Hide!

DISCLAIMER: We (my co-writer, Melissa, and I) don't own anything that you may recognize from Hannah Montana. We only own the plot, Samantha Cane and other things that you may not recognize.

CHAPTER ONE

Without a Trace

Jake's Point of View

Samantha Cane.

She's the girl with that raven-black hair, pale skin, and ruby-red lips. I might have used those to describe Snow White, but those describe her perfectly, too.

Besides being breathtakingly beautiful, Sam is also smart and talented. She graduated from high school at fourteen and is planning on studying Fashion Design in New York or Paris, whichever she eventually decides on. She's also multitalented - her talents include acting, singing, dancing and sketching.

She's also my girlfriend.

Yes, Samantha Angeline Cane-Mueller - Cane is her mother's maiden name, and she chose to use it as her surname when she became a celebrity - is more than just a friend to Jake Ryan.

And now, she's my co-star, playing my character, the Zombie Slayer's love interest, Zerronda the Zombie Princess, on my show Zombie High.

"They called me just now," she'd said the day she told about getting the part. "And I auditioned more than two months ago! It was definitely worth the wait."

I smiled. "That's nice."

Now, before telling you anything more, let me just say that Sam can be annoyed pretty easily. Okay, back to the story.

"'That's nice?'" Sam repeated, her hair swaying in the wind. We were at a park, having one of our weekly dates. "Is that all you can say?"

"Well, what else am I supposed to say?" I asked, genuinely confused.

She slapped me.

Hard.

"Jacob Anthony Ryan!" she yelled in my face, exasperated.

I rubbed the spot she'd slapped. "What was that for?!"

"Well, let's see..." Sam's voice was now oozing with sarcasm. "First, you gave a totally unsatisfactory response to my good news. And then, you insult me more by asking me what to say."

"Well, forgive me for trying!" I shot back. "Or for putting up with your bad temper."

She slapped me again - this time twice. "Then why don't we break up?! After all, all you could think about is your stupid career."

"That's not true and you know it," I told her. "But if you really want to break up, fine! Have it your way." I stood up from the blanket we'd laid out on the green grass. I walked away, not planning on looking back.

"No, Jakey, wait," Sam said, making sure to use her special nickname for me. Well, it wasn't going to work. "Um, let's give it another try..."

Okay, so maybe I did look back. But when I did, I gave her an expressionless face. It wasn't an angry expression, nor was it a happy one. It was just...cold. I shook my head at her.

"...please?" she called after me.

ooHMoo

The next week, I kept busy with filming, guestings and interviews. We were supposed to film the Zerronda episode soon.

Five days after the argument, I did a particular interview with Norrie Mills, this chatty talk show host from the show entitled, Hello, America...Now Shut Up and Listen! She hardly lets the people she interviews talk. After a few words answering her question, she launches into this speech about how she either agrees or not with the interviewee. It's amusing, really.

"So, Jake," she told me, her fake smile plastered on, showing impressively white teeth. "How are things with you and up-and-coming teen queen Samantha Cane? Rumor has it that you've been dating for months!"

I stiffened at the question. "Uh, well, you know... We..." I sighed, unable to think of a good lie - err, answer, I mean.

Norrie gasped. "Does this mean that you are dating? Or does it mean that you were, if you know what I mean?" She turned the camera. "More about Jake Ryan and his relationship status with Samantha Cane when Hello, America...Now Shut Up and Listen! returns."

I jumped up (more like stood up, but whatever) from the couch and headed backstage.

"I hate to say, 'I told you so'," my best friend and co-star, Billy Samuels, told me. "But, what the heck. I told you so!"

We had made a bet earlier that day if Norrie was going to bring Sam up or not. I said no. Billy had the opposite thing on his mind. Then he said, "Whoever loses must wear a chicken suit to the set for a week."

I'd told Billy that Sam and I got into a fight earlier that day, too.

"Now, there are two problems, dude," I told him. "One, it would be so embarrassing wearing a freaking chicken suit. And the other, where the hell am I gonna get a chicken suit?"

"Exactly," was Billy's reply. "Those are your problems, not mine!"

I know. Some best friend, right?

Seconds later I was called back to the set. I plopped back down on the couch.

"I love you, Jakey!" some girl from the audience shouted. She made me think of Sam right away.

I just grinned and nodded.

Then the cameras were rolling again and the show was back.

"Hello, and welcome back to Hello, America...Now Shut Up and Listen!" Norrie began, the cameras closing up in front of her. "I'm Norrie Mills, and this is Jake Ryan. Before the break, our hot topic with Jake here was triple threat Samantha Cane. Are they or are they not in a relationship? We're about to find out..." The camera men slowly walked backwards to show both of us. "So, Jake, what's the deal with Sam and you?" Norrie asked, for the second time.

Now I knew exactly where to begin. "We've know each other for quite some time," I told Norrie. "We actually met at a shoot with Rena Durham."

"Uh-huh," Norrie said, nodding. She surprised me by not launching into one of her trademark speeches. She simply said, after that, "And...?"

"And, well, she's a really, really good friend of mine," I said. I'm not about to reveal that we've been dating since who-knows-when. Not just yet. "She's really nice and very pretty."

The audience erupted with ooh's and ahh's. There were even some aww's.

"Well, we all know that." Norrie smiled into the camera.

Now the audience roared with laughter.

I just smiled uncomfortably as the show went on.

ooHMoo

Two nights later, one week after the date with Sam, I'm sitting on my couch with a bowl of popcorn, watching the very same show. I cringed as Norrie called me a "hottie-in-the-making." I hate it when they call me "hot" or "gorgeous."

The show cuts to commercial and a news report goes on.

"Hello, welcome to the Nifty Ninety-Second Nightly News with me, Manny Ortega," a white-haired newscastor said. "Tonight's newsflash is about teen star Samantha Cane..."

The newscastor droned on and on, with me glued to the tube.

Ninety seconds later, I was still staring at the screen. I sighed, dumbfounded.

Who knew that only one week after an argument with Sam, she would disappear...

...without a trace?

(A/N: Yay! New series! I hope you guys like this! -youngwriter2005)