Homecoming Queen:
Prologue:

'Oh, my gosh you're Hannah Montana'

Miley Stewart froze and stared at the person who had spoke. It was a girl about the same age as her with a Tennessee accent. She came to her senses quickly and hoped the horror hadn't shown on her face. 'What?' she said, trying to play the fool, hoping it would work. 'I'm not Hannah Montana, for a start she's blonde, to continue she's famous. I'm just a girl'

'She sang that, you sang that' the girl said. Miley had realised that as soon as she said that, I'm just a girl was hardly the best choice of words. 'I was there' the girl continued. 'in Tennessee when you were on stage and took your wig off.'

Miley was torn then, two options entered her head instantly. The first was to deny it defiantly and the second was to admit it and try to get her to keep quiet about it. Both of which were flawed options. 'Look…' Miley started.

The girl's attention had got off of Miley and turned to the rest of the beach. 'Hey everybody' she shouted. While she was shouting Miley took the opportunity to try to slip away 'It's Hannah Montana'.

Every girl and most the boys on the beach turned to the girl in wonder. The girls arm was outstretched in Miley's directions. Miley stopped and looked at them. Most of them knew her as Miley, they would've believe she was Hannah Montana. She was just dorky Miley here, that wasn't going to change because some girl shouted about it.

'What are you talking about?' Rico said, jumping over his stand and walking towards Miley. He looked at the girl 'That's just Miley'

Just Miley was exactly what Miley wanted to hear. Disbelief, after all it wasn't as if the girl could prove it, was it?

'I have proof'

'Oh sweet niblets' Miley muttered in horror. Her hope was fading but she held on to the small bit of hope that it was be unbelievable proof.

'What proof?' Rico asked. By now he was speaking for the whole beach, all of which were looking half in interest, half in disbelief.

'Do you believe me?' the girl asked suspiciously.

'I'm reserving judgment until I've seen the proof' Rico replied carefully.

'Hannah Montana did a concert in Tennessee and when she was there she took off her wig' the girl explained 'she said "Last time I stood on this stage I was six years old, I was just Miley. I still am", she revealed herself as Miley'

'The proof you're not just crazy and making this up?' Rico asked.

'I have a picture of her taking her wig off' the girl replied.

'What?' Miley shrieked despite herself. 'How?'

'When you went back on stage I went to the side of the stage and that journalist had dropped his phone, I blue-toothed the picture to myself and gave him his phone back' the girl replied with a shrug. She got her phone out and after pressing a few buttons showed the picture to Rico, who gasped in shock.

'You're Hannah Montana!' he said staring at Miley, all doubt was removed from his voice.

'That's my cue to run' Miley muttered and did so.

Everyone on the beach chased after her, screaming 'Hannah, Hannah, Hannah' without pause.

Miley headed home automatically, rushing through the door as soon as she was there and shutting it with a loud bang behind her. She sat on the sofa to get her breath back and did her best to ignore the screams from all the people stood outside her house.

A/N: Chapters will be longer than the prologue was, they'll be around 1000 words always. Please R&R