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Sarah

MILEY POV:

I rested my head on the window. Just looking outside. Watching the trees blur into shapeless blobs as we sped past. I had always loved doing that as a little kid. I felt my eyes droop and before I knew it my mom was shaking me.

"Miley! Get up, honey, we're here."

I had been dreading this moment for weeks. I nervously looked down at my gray Steve Madden cardigan covering my white tank, dark, distressed skinny jeans, and black flats. My nails were black, and I had some mascara and a brush of lip gloss on. I had wanted to look like I didn't care about appearances. Although, in reality, Mandy had been over for hours before we finally left. I stepped out of the car, letting out a shaky breath.

This was going to be the first time I would see them all since the "T-shirt incident". The one that finalized my replacement by Tweedledumb and Tweedledumber. I was not excited.

I pulled the door open; that was my mom's cue to leave. She kissed my cheek and whispered a reassurance. I nodded once, a pained smile on my face. I could do this.

Before walking into the large Disney conference room, I gave a small grin. For tucked away around my neck was Nick's old dog tag. I bet Selena's never seen one of those, I smiled grimly, walking inside.

"MILEY!" I was tackled by Demetria Lovato; the only person I have ever met that can hurt and hug at the same time.

I suppose I misspoke earlier, implying that she was a Selena-esque bimbo. Demi is the funniest, sweetest girl I have ever met, although her loyalties primarily lie with Selena. We got extremely close during her rough patch with her "best friend" when she was ditching poor Demi for Taylor Lautner. Chicks before dicks, right Selena? No, of course not.

Breaking away I sat down…alone. Mentally preparing myself for the impact, I clenched my hands into fists and exhaled. Then, I glanced at Kevin; he scowled and looked away. I felt my heart tear slightly. My eyes shifted to Joe; he held my gaze for a second, a pained look in his eyes, but then he too looked away. Another rip. Finally I rested my sights on Nick. He was flawless, ungodly perfection, from the tip of his messy brown curls to his scuffed red converse. The wound was painful now. I saw his hands intertwining with someone else's. I didn't understand yet. His hand. Her hand. His hand. Her hand. His hand. Her hand. And then I got it.

Leaning her head on his shoulder, her eyes met mine. She smirked, turned, and pressed her lips to his. He responded. Demi coughed, Kevin chuckled, Joe rolled his eyes, Nick blushed, Selena grinned, I shattered.

DEMI POV

As the two lovebirds grinned stupidly, I saw the look on Miley's face. It was heartbreaking to see this once cheery, bubbly girl decomposing on the inside. God, Sel could be such a bitch sometimes.

Just then Geoffrey Walters walked in the room. The CEO of Disney Channel, he controlled everything important, a.k.a. the lives of us six.

"Hello, everyone" he boomed in a British accent. We mumbled our greetings in return.

"Well then. First of all I would like to say that THIS HAS GOT TO STOP!" he yelled, slamming a fist down on the table. "The dramas going on between Miss Miley and Selena here are insane, ridiculous, and causing too much bad press! End it. Now."

Selena stood, brushing her bangs out of her eyes. "I would just like to point out that I have caused nothing. I was always nice to Miley and she just strikes out at me because she's jealous that I have Nick and she doesn't. She is a fake bitch and nobody likes her. She can't sing. She can't act. And she sure as hell can't get a boyfriend. Remind we why she's on this show again? She'll only ever be a washed-up, has-been, Disney pop princess. We don't want her here."

Miley jumped up, knocking her chair flat. "I don't need this. I don't need any of this." She whimpered, then turned and fled.

Geoffrey sighed and stood as well. "Please pass this message on to Miley. You have one month to fix things or I will stick you all on one tour bus for three months. As of right now, you will remain in this room until she returns and you can discuss it. Selena, I'm disappointed." With that he left.

Surprising myself by speaking, I rose. "Selena that was entirely uncalled for."

"What?" She replied innocently.

"Oh, don't give me that shit. You guys treat her like she's nothing. It makes me sick!" I spat venomously. Calming down slightly, I muttered, "whatever. I'll go get Miley."

NICK POV

Selena settled back against me. "I don't know what got into her, but don't worry. Dems will get over it in a little bit. God, Miley is so dramatic though. I mean, can you believe her? 'I don't need this. I don't need any of this.'" She mocked bitterly. "Don't you agree, Nicky?"

Distracted, I nodded, then glanced over at my brothers. Kevin was agreeing with everything Selena said, he despised Miley. Joe sat back, stunned. I was shocked too. All of the events that had just taken place were replaying in my mind. Selena's astonishingly cruel speech, Demi's harsh reprimand, but the image I kept seeing was Miley's face crumpling with pain.

Stop Nick, I scolded. You don't care about Miley. You broke up with her remember? You HATE her. All of you do. Satisfied that the weird guilt was gone, I reentered reality, blocking out the nagging suspicion in the corner of my mind.

DEMI POV

I found Miley sitting in the bathroom sobbing, ebony mascara trails etched in her porcelain skin.

"Oh, honey." I said, gathering her in my arms. It made my heart ache to see 'Smiley Miley' crumbling.

"What did I ever do?" she wailed, "What did I do?"

I shushed her and rubbed her back. "It'll all be okay, Miley, I promise." I said soothingly.

After about 10 minutes she raised her head. "I'm ready now." She announced bravely, splashing her face with cold water.

I linked her arm tightly through mine, and as we walked back to the hostile conference room, updated her on Geoffrey's new punishment. She rolled her eyes. "I get to pretend I like the devil. What a great role-model I truly am."

We entered and sat down. Kevin cleared his throat before saying, "So obviously there is some tension here. All we have to do is go to a couple lunches, maybe a movie and we'll be fine. Selena can try to withstand a shopping day with Miley. The point is, this should be easy."

MILEY POV

Easy? I thought, wiping away a stray tear, Kevin this is going to be the farthest possible thing from easy.

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