Disclaimer: I do not own any Hannah Montanna characters (excluding Aleksander and related characters) but I do own this story.

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"Ahhhh...!" Olivers voice echoed out across the beach, as he fell onto the sand, clutching his head.

"Ugh. What now boy?" Miley asked, slightly annoyed, as she store down on him from her chair.

"B-Brain freeze..." He muttered, taking another sip of his slushee.

"You'd need something there to freeze." Lily insulted Oliver, and turned back to Miley, ignoring Olivers whimpers of pain, "So Miley. What's the next show you have?"

"Well, mah daddys got me a show tomorow in the concert hall two towns over, and..." She paused, glancing at Oliver as he stumbled back into his chair, "We're pretty darn close to getting me a huge concert. Gonna be three acts, and I'm supposed to double with this new kid. I think his names Aleksander."

"Hey...!" Oliver said, tipping his cup upside down, and licking the extra slushee off his face, "I heard of him before. This new singer, he's kinda good. Been on the radio."

"Yeah, and this is supposed to be what kicks his career off. Singing a duet with Hannah Montanna." Miley responded, and putting her feet up on the chair next to Lily, "Lucky him."

"Ah come on Miley." Lily scolded, "Don't sound so upset. I've heard him too. Olivers right... for once, he's pretty good. Aaand he's kinda cute."

"Lily!" Miley snapped, "You know I'm not looking for anyone... Not right now..."

"I thought she got over Jake." Oliver whispered to Lily.

"She's getting more feelings." She responded quietly, "He should be back soon."

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"You sure I gotta be doing this?" Aleksander groaned, glancing over his shoulder at his agent.

"Yeees Aleksander baby, this one concert is gunna kick-start yo' career." The agent replied, talking quick, like he was working an auction, "Singing, one-on-one wit' the one and only, beautiful and talented Hannah Montanna, the easyest way to get your career starting strong!"

"I 'unno." He muttered, running his hand through his short, bright red hair, "Hannah just..." He stopped and groaned, "No. You know what, fo'get it. It's fine."

"Yeeeah, I thought so." The agent replied and chuckled slightly, "I figured as much." And turned, leaving the room, and slamming the door.

"...Man I gotta get a new agent." He muttered, and opening the notebook he was writing in again.

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Ta-da. This is my first chapter of my first story. Reviews are fine, and what-not.