TCA's 2009

''Look at her,she can't even sit propertly in those shorts. Miley Stewart,is officially completely,useless.'' They probably thought I couldn't hear them,but I could. Every word,they muttered to their friends I heard. Sure people would think it wouldn't matter to me. I mean look at them and then look at me. I was teen pop sensation Miley Stewart. And if you looked at them in the crowd,they were the fans cheering people like me on. But according to them, I was a mess in a dress.

According to you I'm stupid,
I'm useless,
I can't do anything right.
According to you I'm difficult,
hard to please,
forever changing my mind.
According to you. According to you.

I could care less. I had everything I could ever ask for. I was literally living the dream.I had supporters,friends,family,and most importantly Nicholas Jerry Jonas by my side. I could do anything. I watched as him and his brothers opened the show with Much Better,
and World War III. ''Wow,Nick totally just dissed both Taylor,and Miley.'' ''I know,they're not pulling anything with this whole we're friends crap''
I listened intently,to the feedback from JB's preformance. As always I ignored them because I knew better than to let it get to me.

So I put my hands up there playing my song
And the butterflies fly away
Noddin' my head like yeah
Movin my hips like yeah
So I got my hands up they're playing my song
And I know I'm gonna be OK
Yeah It's a party in the USA
Yeah It's a party in the USA!

I finished my performance with a big smile on my face,and I looked out to the crowd and saw the same 2 girls from earlier which read Miley's a slut. I shook the words from my head,and ran backstage. I knew I did terrible,I knew it sucked. I couldn't wait for all the hate I would get for wearing shorts,and holding on to that metal pole.

''They're all right I am a slut.'' I sobbed in my dressing room,letting all the make up slide down my face. I suddenly felt two very strong arms around me, ''Shh,you did amazing Miley.'' Nick whispered into my ear as he held me in a ball. ''According to them,I'm stupid,I'm useless,and I can't do anything right.'' I sobbed louder as I said the words out loud. ''According to me,your beautiful,incredible,funny,irresistible,and the exact opposite of what those girls are saying.'' I smiled,through my tears.

But according to him I'm beautiful,
incredible,
he can't get me out of his head.
According to him I'm funny,
irresistible,
everything he ever wanted.
Everything is opposite,
I don't feel like stopping it,
baby tell me what I got to lose.
He's into me for everything I'm not,
according to you. [you, you]
According to you. [you, you]

At the end of the Teen Choice Awards,I walked outside being swarmed by crowd of people. Some were fans,and some just came to taunt me before I left.

''Miley,I love you!''

''She's definitley going to be the next Britney.''

''Ew look at her hair.''

''Miley your preformance was amazing!''

''She makes me wanna go barf.''

''Go slide down a stripper pole Miley!''

According to you
I'm stupid,
I'm useless,
I can't do anything right.

Some comments were nice,some were bad,and then a small amount were just down right cruel.
It didn't matter what people thought of me anymore,because according to him I was important; and that's all that really mattered to me anyways.

a/n: So I got this idea from a random song I heard on the radio,and I liked it :)

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