I promised a sequel didn't I? Well here it is. It's a little shorter than the first, but like I said, I really want to try some new stuff.
Miley plucked the strings on her guitar.
God she loved Mexico.
Especially rural Mexico.
Bootleg movies were sold at every corner and no one cared!
A perfect place for her and Nick to run away to.
"Hello Señorita Jonas." He handed her strawberries with cream or fresas con crema.
"Thank you Señor Jonas. Why the special treatment?" she asked.
"It's your birthday. You are officially eighteen."
The last two years had been hectic after Nick had dressed as a custodian to return the Heart of Red.
Now they could go back.
They hadn't even heard from their friends or relatives for that long period of time.
Probably because Nick and Miley had been on the run.
Miley started playing a Spanish song as people dropped pesos in to her hat.
(The band is RBD still kind of popular in Mexico)
Toda mi vida había
soñado alguien como tu
Pedí noche y día que el cielo nublado
se hiciera azul
No puedo explicarlo, me llenas
con tus
besos y tu luz
No quiero negarlo, estoy perdiendo por tu
amor
Todos mis sentidos y mi forma de pensar están contigo y nada
me puede parar
(Won't put the whole song since a lot of people won't understand it and probably will get annoyed.)
They had home schooled themselves. Miley performed on the streets with Nick on their off time. Heck, they'd even learned Spanish.
Miley had gotten a job as a waitress and Nick had gotten a job as a shepherd of sorts.
The first few weeks of that job hadn't gone so well.
He stuck to being a waiter.
He kissed her and people kept dropping money.
In the end they returned back home with their earnings.
Miley entered the small house in front of Nick. He heard her guitar case slam on to the ground.
He ran in, not knowing what to expect.
"Oh my god." Was all he could say.
"Hey love birds."
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