Disclaimer: I don't know Hannah Montana, but I do own the OC
Chapter 1
As Michael sat in the backseat of his brother's car, all he could think about was what he was leaving behind as his brother moved him from St. Louis to Malibu. His friends and some of his family and of course, a really painful past. And a secret that nobody knew.
"This move should make you forget about all the bad things that happened to you," His brother Charles said.
"I don't want to forget," Michael said. " I have a reminder that is stuck in my mind until the day I die."
"Okay..." Charles said.
After a tense silence, Michael asked, "Are we there yet?"
"Yes," Charles asked.
As they pulled up to the house, Michael had to admit, his brother knew how to live in style. As they walked in he was amazed at the sheer size of the living room. As he was looking around the living room, his brother said, "Go upstairs to the first room on your right. That is your room. Start unpacking if you want to. I am going next door to bring our new neighbors over to meet you."
"Is there anything I should know about them?" Michael asked.
"He is a single father with 2 kids, Miley and Jackson, and the dad's name is Robby."
"All right, I'll go up to my room then." Michael said. His room upstairs was pretty close to the same size as the living room There was bed that was a Queen size, a 50 inch TV, with an XBOX 360, a Wii, and a Playstation 3. Michael put his suitcase at the foot of the bed and jumped on it himself. As he slowly closed his eyes...
"Hey, Mike!"
Damn, he thought.
"Come and me our new neighbors!" Charles yelled.
Let's get this over with, he thought. Michael took off his glasses and took his hair out of his ponytail and let his hair touch his shoulders and walked out to meet his 3 neighbors. He could have sworn that he has seen the girl Miley somewhere...
End Chapter 1
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