a/n: hey guys! I am making another story, yeserree. :) i've been dying to do this plot cuz this idea was stuck in my head for a week now so I was like what the heck, it'll be awesome and yes, the title is nick and miley's duet, before the storm. :) REVIEWS AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.

Before The Storm

Chapter 1: Am I Invisible?

Miley's POV:

I stared at the reflection on the mirror, trying to make myself look presentable for another day of school. I ran my fingers through my curly, brunette locks as I smoothened the wrinkles of my coat. I smiled to myself as I grabbed my bag, running down the stairs, quickly grabbing a toast and stuffing it on my mouth.

"Morning mom." I smiled.

"Morning, sweetie. Hurry up eating. The bus will be here in a minute." she reminded, kissing my forehead.

"Yes, mom." I said, glancing out the window.

A yellow bus stopped at the corner and I ran out of the house. "Bye mom!" I called out, running towards the bus. The door opened, the driver greeting me.

"Morning, Stewart." he smiled.

"Morning, Bob." I giggled, taking my usual seat next to my best friend- Nick Grey. I sighed loudly as placed my bag down.

"Hey, Miles." Nick said nudging me.

"Hey, Nicky." I giggled, ruffling his hair.

"Hey! I just got my hair done." he said, stiffening at his choice of words- getting my hair done.

I snorted. "You sound like a girl." I teased.

"I'm sorry if I'm trying to look good." he said, looking back over his shoulder.

I followed his glance, of course- he was trying to look good for Kristen. He was crushing on her since freshman year but he was too shy to admit it. Kristen's the cheer captain and leader of the spelling club. She's perfect. She's rich, beautiful and popular. Her long blonde hair flowed down her back and she smiled with her friends, she was nice- I guess.

"Still crazy for her?" I asked.

"Who wouldn't be? We're now Juniors and she's still single." he whispered.

"Why won't you give her a shot?" I encouraged.

"Maybe." he mumbled as the bus stopped in front of the school. We all got off the bus, making our way to the hallway. Our lockers were next to each other so we get to talk more. "There's football tryouts after school. Your coming right?" he asked.

"Yup." I nodded, grabbing my books. "See you after school." I smiled, making my to the science lab.

"Hey, Mi." Demi smiled- my lab partner slash best friend.

"Hey." I smiled back. "You're watching Nick try out for football, right?" I asked.

"True that." she giggled.

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The bell rang and all of the students sat down the bleachers, ready to watch the football tryouts. Kristen was there- obviously, she's the cheer captain. She stood with her team cheering. Demi and I sat down the bleachers. My eyes scanned the football field until my eyes landed on a familiar boy. I smiled, waving down at him.

"Wish me luck!" Nick shouted.

"Good luck!" I shouted, giggling.

"Good luck, pom-pom head!" Demi teased, giggling along.

The game started and I didn't really understand the rules of the game. All I know was touchdown stuff. My eyes followed Nick as he ran around the field like a professional football player. He deserves to be on the team. The ball was passed to him and I watched him ran to the end of the field, carrying the ball until he stopped in a white line. Touchdown. The crowd went wild and I smiled at him, giving him two thumbs up.

"Break!" The couch whistled. Demi and I walked down the bleachers, giving Nick warm hugs.

"Ew, you're sweaty." Demi giggled.

"I was good, huh?" Nick said proudly.

"Sure you were. I'm sure as hell you're gonna get in the team." I smiled, trying to get his hopes up.

"Thanks, Miles." Nick smiled.

"Hey, um, you're Nick right?" a voice said behind us. We turned around to see Kristen smiling at him.

"Yes, I am. You're Kristen." he smiled widely as he stared at her, love struck. I could feel a strange feeling at the pit of my stomach that I didn't understand. Was I jealous? Psh, no. he was my best friend. Just a friend.

"Yeah. Hey, after the game, we're eating at Burger King. You should come." she said, still smiling, holding her pom-poms.

"I'd love to. Will I see you there?" Nick flirted. Smooth, Nick.

"Maybe." she giggled, turning around and walking away.

"That was smooth, Nick." Demi smiled, hitting her knuckles with Nick's.

"Could this day get any better?" Nick smiled.

I half-smiled at him, my thoughts on the fact that soon, Nick and Kristen will be a couple. The strange feeling in my stomach went back and I didn't feel good. "Nick, I'm sorry. I don't feel so good. I need to head home." I excused.

"What's wrong?" he asked, concerned.

I shook my head as I smiled. "Good luck. I'll see you guys tomorrow." I said, walking away. I walked through the road, and strangely, the feeling in my stomach was gone. What was going on with me? I ran my fingers through my hair as I held onto my sling bag. I kicked a small stone along the way and it hit a trash can, making a sound.

I looked up at the sky and it was perfectly blue. I smiled to myself as I passed the park. I didn't mind walking that long. It gets my mind off of things. A car filled with cheerleaders and football players passed me and they were having fun. I saw Kristen inside and Nick must be in.

Nick and Kristen. I felt my blood boil inside of me and I felt a cold liquid run down my cheek. I touched it with my finger, looking at it- tears? Why was I crying? "This is stupid!" I shouted to myself. More tears ran down my cheek and I wiped them away with the sleeve of my coat.

"Miles, hey, why won't I give you a ride home?" someone asked behind me. I looked behind me and saw Nick in a mustang.

"What's with the car?" I sniffed.

"I've always had this. I just want to ride the bus with you." he chuckled. I stared at him with puffy eyes. He stared back, his smile fading. "Were you crying?" he asked.

"No. I wasn't." I lied, walking again.

He followed me in his mustang. "Miles, what happened?" he asked.

I stopped walking and faced him. I gave him a weak smile. "Go have fun. It's nothing." I said.

"It's not nothing when my best friend's crying." he insisted.

"No, I told you it's nothing. I just need time to think." I mumbled. "Go ahead."

"Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded. "Call me when you need anything." he smiled as he drove away. I sighed as I finally reached the house. I ran up to my room, taking my coat off and throwing it on the bed.

I jumped on my bed, a tear sliding down my face. "You are so stupid, Miley. Why cry over Nick? He's nothing." I convinced myself. I wiped my eyes as I curled up in a ball, my knees against my chest. I buried my face in my knees as tears slid down my face.

I don't like him... I shouldn't.

a/n: What do you guys think? Should I continue it? :) REVIIIEEWWSS. :)