A/N- So quickly before I get to the story, I'll describe what this is. For a while I had the idea of a classmate of Miley, Lilly, and Oliver finding out but not telling. This is basically a story going through different episodes as he pieces things together to eventually figure out that Miley is Hannah. I'll highlight different episodes and the text in the episode then add my character describing things from his point of view as he goes back from the beginning of him noticing things. Here goes nothing. Hope you enjoy. Let me know in a review or PM if you do, thanks.
That secret Miley, Lilly, and Oliver think they keep so secret isn't a secret to me anymore. Miley always acted weird about things involving one specific pop-star and it seems I'm the only one who ever caught onto it, just not right away. This is my story.
Actually, no, wait, let me introduce myself to you first. My name is Ben Morrison and I've gone to the same school as Lilly and Oliver since first grade. First it was Seaview Elementary, then Middle, and now High school, even though Oliver's going on tour during next school year, Senior year. I've known who Miley is since she started going to Seaview but haven't talked to her or anyone, I watch people more so than I join in talking to them, but that's how I noticed everything. And now, this really is my story.
I was in the line to get lunch at Seaview Middle School. I was in eighth grade and was only one year away from finally being in High School. Miley and Lilly were talking as I waited behind them to get my own ketchup for my burger.
"I just don't get it, why won't you go to the concert with me?" Lilly asked, sounding exasperated as she and Miley walked into the cafeteria.
"It's just that -um- I just want to spend some quality time with my brother," Miley said. I didn't know her very well, but I could tell it was a lie, she always complained about the things her brother did.
"Quality time with your brother?" Obviously Lilly knew it was a lie too. Her face showed disbelief as Miley nodded. "Okay," Lilly continued. "If you don't want to tell me I guess there's nothing I can do except go through life wondering what I did to be hurt so badly by my best fr-"
Miley cut her off, "Oh just stop, I just can't go, okay."
"Okay, that's fine."
Then Johnny walked up; why did all the girls go crazy over him? I was a great bachelor, why didn't they go crazy over me? "Hey Miley. How's it going?" he asked. She stared dreamily at him for a few seconds; what was so attractive about him anyway?
Lilly slapped her arm to knock her back down to earth.
"Um- pretty good, just getting some ketchup for my veggie burger. I see you like mayonnaise, never tried that on a veggie burger. And maybe I should, but not today because I have ketchup. . ." The rest of what Miley said was hard to distinguish as Lilly started yelling her name.
"Miley, Miley, Miley, Miley." Miley finally caught on and looked down at her hand.
"You know what a lot of people don't know is-is - it's also a wonderful moisturizer," Miley said awkwardly as she started rubbing the ketchup over her hands. "Here," she said, grabbing Johnny's hand and rubbing ketchup over it between her hands. "Isn't that lovely."
"Moisturizer?" he asked. "You're pretty funny." he paused. "Oh, my hand does feel softer," he spoke as he walked away.
"Wow," Lilly said as he walked away from the two of them.
"I know, he is so hot and I'm so lame," Miley said, holding up her ketchup covered hand to prove her point.
"Hey, he's the one who believed ketchup was a moisturizer," Lilly said in attempt to make Miley feel better. "Miley, you've been totally crushing on Johnny Collins for months. He thought you were funny, this is your chance, he's sitting right over there. Let's MOVE!"
"I just can't do it," Miley said, starting to walk away. I moved with them a little to still be within ear shot.
"Yes you can," Lilly said, placing her hands on Miley's shoulders. "Miley, you're smart, you're funny, and you're totally cute. And now, you have my lucky bracelet," Lilly finished, putting the bracelet on Miley's wrist.
"Okay," Miley agreed.
"Wait," Lilly yelled. "Boggar check."
"You are so gross," Miley said, and ain't that the truth, who just does that?
"All clear, good to go," Lilly said as they made their way to the table Johnny sat down at.
Johnny was talking to some of his friends about the ketchup moisturizer as Miley and Lilly set their trays down on the table but before they could sit down, Amber and Ashley ran into the seats and pushed Miley and Lilly's trays out of the way to make room for their own. That was even worse the Lilly's boggar check. Both girls looked annoyed by Amber and Ashley's little game.
"Hey Amber, Ashley," Lilly started slowly. "We were gonna sit there," Lilly finished, speeding up.
"Isn't that just too bad."
"Oh but don't worry. There are seats over there by the trash cans."
"At the losers' table," they finished together, doing their signature 'ooo shhh' thing.
I noticed Miley and Lilly rolling their eyes. "Hey Amber, I think it might be time to pluck the stache," Miley said.
"And Ashley, is that a zit or are you growing a new head!?" Lilly yelled.
"GROSS!" they proclaimed together before looking at the 'new head' Ashley was growing. Then they did the annoying thing Amber and Ashley do, but it worked for them. They picked up their trays and walked away.
"Okay, we didn't get those seats, minor setback. But the good news is we have better seats for Hannah Montana," I heard Lilly say as I walked over and sat at a table near them. I wanted to see where this conversation went, they had to talk more about that Hannah Montana concert.
"I'm sorry, it's just that, I don't like Hannah Montana," Miley explained. Yeah right, how could she not like Hannah Montana? Why would she not want to go? Everyone loves Hannah Montana; guys, girls, moms, and even dads.
Lilly's disbelieving face portrayed exactly what I thought. "What?" she asked, her face still showing her disbelief.
They were distracted for a minute as Oliver, another best friend of theirs walked in and tried to flirt with every girl in the cafeteria. He didn't succeed with any of them.
"Oliver, you're not going to believe this, Miley said she doesn't like Hannah Montana."
"What!?" Oliver exclaimed. "Hannah Montana is a goddess, I worship at her feet. F.Y.I. someday I'm going to be Mr. Hannah Montana." Does Oliver know it doesn't work that way? She's be Mrs. Hannah Oken.
Miley's face seemed to show that she either thought the idea was ridiculous or it was one of surprise and disgust, maybe both.
"Gonna watch her every minute of every day, protect her from any obsessed fans. Every night I'll condition that beautiful, blond hair," Oliver finished, adding emphasis to 'blond'.
"Oliver I say this because I care about you, Get Some Help!" Miley spoke, nodding her head.
"Miley, don't make me go see my favorite singer without my best friend," Lilly started. "If you don't take this ticket I'm going to end up going to the concert with Mr. Hannah Montana."
"You have an extra ticket to Hannah Montana!" Oliver exclaimed, standing up and pointing to the tickets in Lilly's hands. There was an audible gasp from everyone in the cafeteria. Oliver sunk back down, "that was really loud, wasn't it?" Then there was a mad dash towards Miley, Lilly, and Oliver, if they said anything noteworthy after that, I don't know what it was.
This got me thinking. I knew Miley had come from Tennessee and so had Hannah Montana, they both had southern accents, but the chance of them knowing each other and maybe Miley not wanting to go was because she and Hannah disliked each other or saw each other all the time seemed slim so that night, I tried to lay it aside as Miley being weird about it or something.
The next day at lunch I heard Amber and Ashley bragging about how they had been in the front row of the Hannah Montana concert last night that Lilly had also gone to. Oliver claimed that the towel he had been wearing around his neck all day was from Hannah after he saw her in her dressing room. As always, Amber and Ashley's response was annoying and involved their stupid thing.
"It's true," he said.
"Ignore them, Oliver. They're not worth it," Lilly said, turning away.
"Wait a minute," Miley said. "He's telling the truth and she gave Lilly something too." Miley turned around to Lilly and pulled a scarf out of her bag.
"What are you doing?" Lilly asked.
"You'll see," Miley said, placing the scarf around Lilly's neck.
"That's Hannah Montana's scarf," Ashley said, leaning over and grabbing Amber's shoulders.
"From the concerts," Amber replied, gasping.
"Yeah, Hannah gave it to her," Miley said.
"But you know what? You guys are much cooler than me, you should have it," Lilly said, taking the scarf off and giving it to the two girls. How could she do that, she hated them.
Amber and Ashley freaked out about it and started fighting over it.
"Why'd you do that?" Oliver asked.
"I think I know," Miley said. "Hey everybody," she started.
"It's Hannah Montana's scarf!" Lilly and Miley finished together. The whole lunchroom attacked the two popular girls. I knew there had to be an ulterior motive behind them giving that scarf to two people they hated.
But why would they give the scarf away? Had they really met Hannah so they wouldn't really lose anything? It seemed Oliver hadn't but by the way Miley and Lilly acted, it seemed that they had met her at the concert and maybe even gotten to know her so it wouldn't hurt them to give away the scarf. What could it mean? Maybe they did talk to Hannah. Maybe with both her and Miley being from Tennessee, they'd connected and were friends or something now. Who knew? Probably only the two of them and Hannah Montana, but I wanted to know out why too. And I decided to get to the bottom of it.