Hannah Montana: Bring It On --- Chapter 1

Characters:

Leah: Star reporter, caramel brown hair about up to her shoulders, olive colored skin, short, thin, fashion queen, determined, in charge of all pop star reports.

Hannah Montana: Long straight blonde hair, tall, thin, highest pop star on the charts, hates rival pop star (Mikayla), singer/dancer/commercial and clothes model, is best friends with Lola Lovelangle.

Miley Cyrus: Long, wavy dark brown hair, tall, thin, secretly Hannah Montana, is best friends with Selena Gomez and Lilly Trescott, has a crush on a boy named Nick Johnson.

Mikayla: Long, wavy black/brown hair with red highlights, tall, thin, hates rival pop star (Hannah Monatana), singer/dancer/actress/clothes and commercial model, is best friends with Kay Roland.

Selena Gomez: Long, wavy dark black hair, tall, thin, is best friends with

Miley Cyrus and Lilly Trescott, is secretly Mikayla, has a crush on Nick Johnson.

Lilly Trescott: Long, straight blonde hair, light skin, tall, thin, sporty, known as a 'skater girl' by people in her school, is best friends with Miley Cyrus and Selena Gomez, is the only one who knows about Miley being Hannah Monatana, does not know what Selena is Mikayla, hates Mikayla, is Lola Lovelangle when she's with Hannah.

Lola Lovelangle: Short, purple hair, bright colored clothes and makeup, eccentric, is best friends with Hannah Montana.

Kay Roland: Long, straight pink hair, best friends with Mikayla, pink outfits and makeup, singer/dancer.

Billy Ray Cyrus: Miley Cryus' father, 'great hair' that he is in love with, is a former rock star.

"Thank you, Kay Roland, for your… Amazing… Performance!" Shouted star reporter Leah from on stage. Kay bowed and let the bright pink hair fall around her sweaty face. "Thank you all! And please enjoy my best friend, Mikayla's performance too, and please buy tickets for my upcoming concert in August! Thank you!" Kay screamed to the crowd and the ran off the stage in her bright pink mini skirt and hot pink cross bones t-shirt blowing kisses to the crowd. Kay pulled the curtain back and ran over to Mikayla who was putting on her sparkly black show-time heels with her microphone in hand. "Hey Mikayla! Don't you just love the rush of a loud crowd?" Kay flipped her hair and helped herself to a stool next to where Mikayla was standing. She crossed her legs and looked to Mikayla for a response. "Oh, yeah Kay… Sorry, I'm just going over my performance in my head and stuff… What were you saying?" Mikayla asked as she fixed the collar on her shimmering denim jacket. Kay rolled her eyes." Never mind, Mikayla. You never get this nervous before a concert… What's on your mind?" Mikayla stopped what she was doing and turned toward Kay. "It's nothing… Anyway, so how did your performance go?" This should get her talking… She can't know that what's wrong happens to be Miley… Poor Miley… I always have to come up with an excuse of why I won't be home on days where I have a concert. She's probably home all alone bored out of her mind. "Mikayla? Mikayla? Hello? Is anybody in there?" Oh… Kay! "Oh! That's great… I'm glad your performance went well, Kay." Mikayla smiled to herself that she could still respond even though she totally lost track of the conversation between her and Kay. "No! You're on! Go!" Kay shouted as she shoved Mikayla onto the stage.

Mikayla stumbled out onto the stage and made her way to the front. "Hey everybody! How are we doing tonight?" The crowd screamed and began to chant Mikayla's name. "That's great! But be careful, because everything is not what it seems!" Mikayla flashed a half-hearted smile and clapped to the beat of the music.

"Everything is not what it seems…"

Meanwhile, backstage, Hannah Montana and Lola Lovelangle sat in a dressing room talking. "Miley, it's fine… I'm sure Selena found something to do tonight." Lola (Lilly) said as she patted Hannah's back. "But Lilly, you know we're her only friends… What else could she have found to do?" Miley (Hannah) asked. The door opened and Leah walked in. "Hello Hannah!" Hannah stood up and gave Leah a half-hearted hug. "Hi Leah… Umm… What's up?" Hannah sat again and shot a look at Lola who was giggling into her hand. Leah's caramel brown hair was piled high in a messy yet stylish bun on her head, and smoothed into her hair, was hardened and white face moisturizer. Leah and her silly mistakes… But should I tell her? Hannah thought, holding back a smile. Leah gave a dirty look to Lola, and then turned back to Hannah with a smile. "What's so funny Hannah darling? I would love to laugh as hard as your friend over there." She nodded at Lola. "But maybe I don't want to laugh AS much because laughing can cause wrinkles." Leah looked toward Lola and smiled slightly. Lola stopped laughing and stood up to look at herself in the mirror. Leah rubbed her hands together. "Hannah. I am going to come out and say this… Mikayla is ahead of you in the charts this year." Hannah's jaw dropped.

"What?" Hannah struggled to speak. "I have the papers if you'd like to see them yourself." Leah smiled slightly at her preparedness. "No, no… That won't be necessary. But I thought I did many more concerts than her this year." Hannah buried her head in her hands. "Well, Hannah… There is a way to make it back in front of Mikayla." Leah pushed Lola up from her seat and sat in her place. Lola began to protest but Hannah shot her a warning look. Lola shut her mouth and just glared at Leah's back. Leah placed her hand on Hannah's bright gold satin pants. Hannah waited impatiently for her options. "Well, there is a contest. You can enter, and I know Mikayla is entering… If you beat Mikayla in 3 out of 5 categories, than you will be pushed back up to the top! Now how does that sound? We can't let Mikayla win, now, can we?" Leah sat up straight and smoothed out her shirt as she waited for Hannah's response. After awhile, Leah looked at her watch and spoke again. "I need to go. Think about it, and if you let me know I can sign you up." Hannah nodded, unable to speak with thoughts racing through her head. Leah air kissed Hannah and then flashed a giant toothy smile as she strutted out of the dressing room.

"We can't let Mikayla win now, can we?" Lola mocked as she sat down in her original seat. "She's rude." Hannah nodded.

"Lola, should I sign up?"

"I don't know Hannah, do you care that much if you beat Mikayla?"

"Yes."

"Then yes, you should sign up."

"But what kind of role model would I be if all I wanted to do was win?"

"Other people don't have to know that."

"Yeah, but I'll always know that I don't deserve to be a role model."

"Hannah, sign up and beat Mikayla. Humor 'Little Miss Perfect' over there." Lola rolled her eyes. "But Mikayla isn't perfect." Hannah turned to Lola with confused eyes. "I meant Leah!" Lola smacked Hannah's knee and Hannah smiled. "Maybe I'll ask my daddy for advice before I make a decision." "Good idea." Lola stood up. "Now let's go… I think you're on. Mikayla couldn't possibly have gotten more than 2 encores." Hannah stood up too. "Let's go."

Mikayla had gotten more than 2 encores. She had gotten 4, and when Hannah went over to stand backstage, she had some waiting to do. "I can't believe this!" Hannah ranted to Lola. "She got 4 ENCORES?! How do I beat that?" Lola turned to Hannah. "What kind of stupid question is that?" Hannah looked down. Lola pushed her shoulder. "Hannah, to 'beat that' all you have to do is sing and dance your heart out. You have the talent. She just has the confidence." Lola smiled at Hannah and applause then filled the building. Mikayla skipped off the stage with another unenthusiastic smile. She sighed first thing she got behind the curtain, and when she ran into Hannah, the sigh become a grunt. "Hannah." She said. She stopped walking and took the time to stare at Hannah. "Mikayla." "Mikayla! Over here!" Kay was yelling from her dressing room. Lola smiled, "You're friend wants you. Nobody else does, so you should leave." Mikayla laughed. "Lola! Still one of Hannah's groupies?" "She's not a groupie, she's my best friend." Hannah said defensively. "Whatever you say Hannah… I mean if you think she likes you for you, I guess I shouldn't be the one to tell you the truth. We're famous. She's not. She likes you for your fame and fortune, and not for you. Kay likes me for me and I know it because she's famous too!" Mikayla put her hands on her hips and waited for a response. Kay called again and Mikayla beckoned her over. Kay strutted over and flipped her pink hair. "Since when do you talk to these losers, Mikayla?" She asked. Mikayla shrugged and Hannah responded. "We aren't the ones with pink hair." Lola tightened her muscles. "Oh, you're right. You're the ones with purple hair, excuse me." Mikayla and Kay knocked hips and high fived. Lola made a face and then said, "Kay, why don't you get back into that painting where you belong, and Mikayla… You go catch your mouth because it's running, and fast." Hannah hip knocked her and high fived, mocking the action that Mikayla and Kay had just done. Kay and Mikayla then turned and walked away, and it looked like it had been rehearsed. They stepped at the same time and looked over their shoulders with the same smirk, and then turned away and strutted out. Hannah laughed. "They had to have rehearsed that, pathetic." Lola laughed. "Go Hannah! Go get em'!"

Hannah pulled back the curtain and stepped slowly and enthusiastically to the front of the stage. "How ya'll doin' tonight?" The crowd screamed and Hannah flashed a movie star smile. "Now, let's pump up the party!" She jumped and danced around the stage as she sang.

"We're pumpin' up the party now!"

"Why were you calling me over here before Kay?" Mikayla asked when she was walking to the dressing room. "Oh yeah, Leah wanted to talk to you about something." Kay said slowly. "Is she still there?" Mikayla asked. "Yep." Kay said quickly. Mikayla nodded. What could she possibly want? Mikayla walked unwillingly into the dressing room. "Mikayla! Darling, where have you been?" Leah asked as she got up from a white leather couch to hug Mikayla and Kay. "Oh, just talking to Hannah." Mikayla muttered. "Oh? I didn't know you were friends… Some people dared to say that you hated eachother." Leah took out a small pad and tucked a pencil behind her ear. "Explain, doll. We need some gossip for the mags." She fixed the messy bun atop her head. "Oh, she and I are great friends! We hang out… Sometimes." Mikayla stuttered, and Leah didn't look convinced. "Hmmm… When do you hang out with her exactly?" Leah tapped her lip with a pen. "Well, whenever we have time… You know how busy our lives are with interviews and such. You specialize with us, so I don't have to tell you." Mikayla giggled slowly and Leah sat down on the couch once more, tapping the seat next to her. Mikayla reluctantly went over to sit with her.

"Mikayla… Would you go out with Hannah more often? If I'd known you wouldn't mind being out with Hannah I would have asked you sooner. The magazines need pictures to keep out publicity, you know…" Leah smiled aand her eyes were full of hope. "Sure." Mikayla stated it simply so she wouldn't complain. She'd surely complain to Kay after this though. "Great! Now that we got that out of the way, let me tell you the next topic, here." Oh great… There's another topic. "I'd hate to say this, but Hannah is ahead of you on the charts this year." Leah's mouth went into a line, and she ran her hands over her moisturizer covered hair. "Not possible, Leah." Mikayla smiled. "I know I did less concerts than her, but I got so many better ratings!" Mikayla stood up, and Kay came to her side, ready to defend." Leah's face turned sympathetic. "I'm sorry Mikayla… I have the papers if you'd like to see them…" "No… It's fine." Mikayla frowned. Why would I want proof that I am behind such a bum of a pop star on the charts? Leah nodded understandingly. "This is impossible, Leah. Mikayla got so many higher ratings than… Her." Kay stepped in. Leah ignored her. "But, there is a way to get back to the top." She said. Mikayla looked at her with eager eyes. Leah fixed her hair once more and pursed her lips. Mikayla waited with Kay by her side. "There will be a contest that I know Hannah is entering. If you enter and beat her in 3 out of 5 categories, than you will make it back to the top of the charts and ahead of that Hannah Montana! We can't let that hillbilly pop star win… Can we?" Leah smiled, revealing 2 rows of perfect, white teeth. "No… We can't." Kay answered. "She'll sign up." Mikayla looked at Kay. "Ummm… what?" She asked her friend. "You're not gonna lose to that wannabe."

And Leah left the room with a smile stretching ear to ear. She pulled out her iPhone 3g and she spoke into the receiver only one sentence. "It's on. The mags will love this."