Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana.
Miley ran in and threw her backpack onto the couch.
"Dad!"
"What is it, bud?"
"Jake- Whoa!! Why is there a piano where the TV should go?"
It was true. Robbie Ray had replaced the TV with a brown baby grand piano.
"Well, I decided to bring in a boarder. You know the talent competition in a couple weeks?"
Hannah Montana had been promoting that competition for the past century, it seemed like. According to the promotion spill, it was the most prestigious competition for minors, and if you won, you got a scholarship to the best piano teacher in Taiwan.
"Yeah…" "Well, the contestants needed a place to stay. So I volunteered our home for one of them."
"Dad!" Miley whined, "We're already the geekiest kids on the block, why make us all the more geeky?"
"Miley, I thought you might like this! She's your age, and plays piano. She'll only be here for a couple weeks, and I'll expect you to be nice to her. She'll go to school with you, and you will help her with anything she needs."
"Well what's her name?"
"Her name is Kristen Jenson, and she's 15."
"Where is she now?"
"She's due to arrive in about," He looked at his watch "An hour. So go clean up your room!"
"Why should I clean my room? It's not like she's going to go up there!"
"I'm going to move the day bed in there, and you two will share a room! I know you'll get along fine. Now go!"
Miley stormed up to her room and sighed. This was so unfair. Her dad hadn't even asked her! And now she had to share a room with her! Ugh, life was so unfair.
An hour later…Robbie arrived home
from the airport with a stunning girl. Miley took one look at her,
and thought "Whoa. I'm glad Jackson isn't home!". Out loud
she said "Hi! Your name is Kristen, right?"
Kristen looked at
the ground.
"Yes, Kristen Jenson." She mumbled. Miley thought she seemed pretty shy. Well, she would have to change that!
"Well, are you tired? Do you want to go lay down? My dad put another bed in my room, and I thought we might have fun together!"
"Okay. Um, where is your piano? I kinda need to practice."
"Well, the piano is right over here! I don't know if it's in tune or not, but you could probably tell as soon as you play it."
Kristen gave Miley an odd look. Miley couldn't figure out what that was supposed to mean. Then it hit her. She had seen the application her dad had sent in, and it said she didn't know anything about music. But Hannah did.
"Well, that's what my dad said."
Kristen still looked pretty nervous, so she walked over and sat down at the piano. Playing a C# Major scale, she nodded.
"This is just perfect! It's almost like the one I have at home!"
Please tell me how I'm doing! I've had this story all planned out in my mind for a while, and finally got around to putting it on the computer.