Chapter One: The Phone Call
I beamed. "I can't believe it - I just won best newcomer at the GL8 TV Awards! Thank you so much daddy – you are the best manager ever."
I wrapped my arms around him.
"But you are the amazing singer," said my daddy as I gave him a hug.
My idiot brother came down the stairs, wearing his pink, rotten underwear.
"Oh daddy, why did you have to have him too?" I complained.
"Sorry, bud, it was your mom's idea."
Jackson looked offended. I quickly apologized.
"Oh, Jackson, before you go I gotta tell you something; Guess who won the best newcomer award? ME!" I yelled.
"Woop-dee-doo lets throw a party! Hannah Montana has won yet another award!" he said, sarcasm oozing from every word.
"That's the spirit son! Now go upstairs and get some clothes on; we got ourselves some company," said my daddy.
Jackson walked away.
The doorbell rang; it was Lilly and Oliver,
"OMG!! I've got amazing news," I screamed, as they walked into the front room.
"Me first," said Lily, jumping with excitement. "Your all over the TV! Congratulations!"
"I know!"
The phone rang, distracting us from our celebrations.
I answered it. "Hello?"
"Hannah, darling, I've got some amazing news for you!" said the voice.
It was Miranda, my agent.
"Miranda, darling, what can I do for you?"
"Well, we would like Hannah Montana to shoot her new song 'Tropical'
In Central Rain Forest Brazil, if you'll agree..."
"Are you serious?" I asked. "OMG!! A rainforest - awesome! That would be amazing!"
"So, is that a YES?"
"You Bet it is."
"We will be looking forward to working with you. Shooting starts on the 18th of February 2009! Bye."
"Bye." I put down the phone. Everyone was staring at me.
"Daddy! That was Miranda and she wants Hannah Montana to shoot her new song Tropical in Central Rainforest Brazil!"
"Dream on Bud, 'cause I ain't letting you go."
"But daddy -"
"No buts. Now, say goodbye to your friends; it's your turn to do the washing up"
Lilly and Oliver left, leaving me to my own devices; I was trying to think of ways that my dad would let me go.
1. Sneak away
2. Drug him
3. Make a robot Miley (yah, right).
"Daddy please can I go? Hannah has never done a video shoot in Brazil," I whined.
"No bud, it's too short notice"
"But Daddy -"
"What did I tell you about those buts?"
Anger arose from inside me and I said the most horrible thing to my father." I hate you."
I ran up to my room, and threw my head under my pillow.
Some time later my phone rang again and it was Miranda.
"Hi Miranda," I said, trying to be cheerful.
"Hello Hannah, its me. I'm so sorry to tell you; we had to reschedule the date for your video: it is now May 29th."
"Great! Thank you," I replied, brimming with excitement.
I ran downstairs.
"Daddy! Daddy guess what?! Miranda called and the date's been changed to May 29th so please can I go?"
He thought about it for a while. "Fine then, Bud."
I ran over to him and gave him a hug.
"There is one other Thing..." I started. "We somehow have to find a plane that lands in the Central Rain Forest Brazil."
I smiled.
"Heck no," he said.
But before he could change his mind I was out the door like a flash.
I called for Lilly and told her the great news
We both went shopping and picked new clothes for the video shoot.
"Miley can I ask you something?" said Lilly, eating a chocolate brownie.
"Sure."
"Well, you know when you're shooting your video..."
There was a moment of silence.
"Can I go with you?"
"Sure! It'll be so much fun" I said.
Later, we went back to mine and Jackson was lying on the sofa in the same pink underwear.
"Jackson..." I moaned. "Put some clothes on, Lilly is here."
"Good, you can both help me; I can't reach some of the pimples on my back so can you guys pop them?"
"Ewwww! Gross!" Lilly yelled.
"Dad, Jackson's acting all childish!" I called.
"Jackson - do as your sister says and put some clothes on," daddy yelled back.
"Fine," he replied.
"Oh, Jackson, don't forget some deodorant!"
He made a face at me. And I mad one back.
"Boys. Such a pointless creation," said Lilly.