Chapter 1: School's Out

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1!" our class shouted in unison.

The bell rang, for the final time that school year. Papers were thrown into the air as we cheered, clapped, and whistled. I jumped out of my seat and raced out of the classroom with my former classmates, joining the rest of the school as they fled out of other classes.

Usually, I would meet Lilly, Oliver, Jake, and Jackson at my locker, but since there is no need to go to our lockers, we decided to meet at the big tree at the front of the school. I made my way over there, passing people that were hugging, exchanging numbers and emails, signing shirts and yearbooks, and even crying. I saw Jackson and Jake standing at tree already.

"Hey Jackson, hey Jared," I said with a smile.

"Hey Miles," Jackson said. I looked at Jake, walking closer to him. He smiled, taking my hands in his, giving me short, sweet kiss.

"Happy end of the school year," he said.

"Happy end of the school year," I repeat. We hugged righted before Lilly came over with Oliver.

"We're on summer vacation!" she squealed.

"I know," I squealed back in response.

"Yes, yes, we're on summer vacation, now can we go?" Jackson says impatiently.

"Fine Mr. Grumpy pants," I joke.

The five of us walked over to Jackson's car. Jackson, of course, was in the driver's seat. Jake was in the passenger seat, and Oliver, Lilly, and I slide into the backseat, in that order.

Today, since I have a Hannah concert, we can't hang out at the beach or at my house now. First, we dropped Lilly and Oliver over at their houses, which we did at the same time because their houses are next to other. Then, we dropped off Jake, who lived at a beach house a couple streets away from Jackson and I.

When we got home, Jackson and I went to the kitchen.

"Hi dad," we said.

"Hey kids," dad said. "How was your last day of good?" He was in one of his workout outfits, eating chocolate cake. Gee, I wonder how long he jogged for that slice of cake. I checked the microwave clock. It was 3:30.

"Good," Jackson and I reply in unison.

It's more of an automatic reply, unless something extremely horrible happened, we reply 'good,' like when he asks, 'How was school?' or, 'How was your day?' we reply 'good,' like we have since we grew out of the stage that we would tell him about our days in full detail.

"That's good," dad says. "By the way, I have a surprise for you two and Jacob."

"Really? A surprise?!" Jackson asks.

"What is it?!" I ask.

"If I told you, it wouldn't b a surprise would it?" dad answers. "I'll tell ya'll tonight if Jacob can sleep over."

"I'll call him," Jackson and I reply in unison.

"No, I will," we say in unison once again.

"I'm his girlfriend," I said.

"I'm one of his best friends," Jackson said.

"Yeah, only because I introduced you," I retort.

"Enough," dad says. "Why doesn't Hannah ask him tonight?"

"Fine," Jackson says.

"Well, I'll be in my room. Bye." I walked upstairs and walked into my room, closing the door behind me.

I would have dropped my messenger bag on the ground, but I didn't have to bring it to school today. I laid on my bed, thinking of what to do for the next hour and a half, until 5 o' clock.

That is when I have to get ready for the concert, which starts at 8. Dad and I are going to leave in the limo and pick Lilly, Oliver, and Jake up. Jackson is staying here at home for another hour after we leave, and then he's going to pick up Sarah for their date.

We have no homework tonight, or for another three months, so I decided to see if Jackson wanted to do anything. I walked out of my room and over to Jackson's.

His door was cracked open. I gave it a knock and opened the door. He was lying on his bed. I'm guessing that he's in the same dilemma as me. I walked in and closed the door.

"Hey."

"Hey," he replied, sitting up. "You bored?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Yeah."

Silence.

"So… do you play a video game?" I ask.

"Sure."

We went to his Playstation 2 and decided on a racing game. I laid the bed, with my stomach against the mattress, facing the TV, while Jackson turned out the Playstation and sat on his beanbag. I beat him the first two races, but he won the third race. After a while, dad told me I had to get ready.

Before I knew it, it was six, and dad and I where getting into the limo. We went to Jake's house first since it was closest. He came out once the limo pulled to a stop at the side of the street.

He came out in one of his usual Jake outfits; a hoodie with a blazer over it. His blonde hair done the same as always, though I don't get to see this combination of hair and clothes often, because most of the time, he is Jared. I miss seeing Jake as Jake.

"Hey Miley," he said, opening the door to the limo and sitting next to me.

"Hey Jacob," I reply, glad that I don't have to hold the urge to call him that, but once we are out of the limo, he is Jake, and I am Hannah. If people hear Hannah call Jake Jacob, then people from school can figure out that I am Hannah and Miley, since Miley called him Jacob when he went to school as Jake. Ugh, sometimes I confuse myself.

Next, the limo stopped at the side of the street, right between Lilly and Oliver's houses. They came out of their houses at the same time. Creepy. When they got to the limo, Jake and I got out so I can have the seat next the car door. Hannah needs to make the first appearance, so Oliver went in, then, Lilly, then, Jake, then me.

I closed the door, and we were on our way to Hannah's last day of school concert.

I spent the remainder of the time before the concert getting ready. First, I had a quick rehearsal, then, I went to get in my first stage outfit. After that, I went to the make up and hair area, so I was pretty busy until eight.

Lilly and Oliver were at the chocolate fountain most of the time, no surprise, eating strawberries. When I had crossed from where I change, to make up and hair, I saw Oliver's beard covered in chocolate. Lilly had a chocolate beard herself to match.

Jake took the challenge of following my schedule and I. He watched my rehearsal, waited outside the dressing room for me to change my outfit, and talked to me while I was getting my hair and make up done. When we had to go to the other side of the backstage, he had to keep up with me with a light jog. I'm always busy before concerts.

After everything was set and ready, and I had my microphone, the concert was about to start.

"Hannah, you're on," dad said. I nodded my head. Jake gave me a kiss on the cheek, and I went out on the stage.
A/N: Hey everybody, how do you like the first chapter?