PROLOGUE
The Boy stared at the house he was parked outside. He wasn't a boy anymore, he'd insist to his mother every time he called and she'd call him her Baby Boy. He was a man. A man who was sitting in his car outside of a house three months after he'd made a promise to a 9-year-old girl. The girl was 10 now, which was why he was here, because he promised he'd be here for her 10th birthday... He hadn't even come for Frankie's 8th or Nick's 13th birthdays and they were his brothers. His blood. He could try and justify it by saying he was here for Thanksgiving and he just came early on what happened to be the girls birthday, but his Mom would see right through him.
Joe Lucas let out a confused sigh, grabbed the guitar and CD from the passenger seat before getting out of his car. He was here for Thanksgiving, he told himself; maybe if he told himself that enough times he'd believe it so he wouldn't feel like such a pussy for complying to a ten-year-olds whim.
Even before he knocked on the door of the Stewarts' house he could hear the squeals and laughter of little girls having a party. There was a half a second between the knocking and the answering of the door when Joe could still keep his dignity and turn around; but then the door opened and the smiling face of a little girl was staring up at him. Miley squealed and threw her arms around the older boy happily. Joe wasn't stupid, he knew Miley had a crush on him - he could practically see the hearts shining in her eyes every time she looked at him - and he actually thought it was kind of endearing. Maybe that's why he couldn't say no to her.
"What's up, Princess?" Joe cleared his throat awkwardly when a full minute later she was still hugging him.
"You really came." Miley stepped back, beaming up at him even though her cheeks were flushed red.
"I promised I would." Joe shrugged, trying to pretend that he hadn't been agonizing over when would be the right time to leave school to get here. "Happy birthday, Princess... Ten, right?"
"Yeah." Miley confirmed, her small hand clinging onto his and dragging him into the house.
"Joe!" Robby Stewart looked surprised to see him. "What brings you here?"
"Heard you make good cake." The boy muttered, feeling uncomfortable with not only the father of the little girl still attached to his hand staring at him, but also a dozen other 10-year-olds.
"I didn't blow out my candles yet, Joe, I was gonna wish that you'd come back." Miley revealed, her big blue eyes blinking earnestly. Once again Joe could just about see actual hearts floating in her eyes when she looked at him.
"Well, I'm here now, so don't waste a wish; wish for something really cool... Like a motorbike or something." He suggested, making Miley giggle.
"I'm not big enough for a motorbike yet, Silly." The little girl explained as if it were obvious.
"Of course." Joe rolled his eyes in agreement. "You still have to wish for something cool, though."
"I will." Miley assured.
"Sorry for crashing the party, Mister S." Joe turned to the older man, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, after Miley had been beckoned back to her friends. "I promised her I'd come for her birthday, but I shoulda called first or something."
"It's no problem, Joe." Robby shook his head with a smile. "With the way Miley's been talkin' it would've been a bigger problem if you hadn't come than an extra piece of cake."
"Sorry." The boy mumbled, earning a pair of raised eyebrows.
"What for? It's better than seeing my little girl moping."
"I don't know; I just feel like I should always apologize when I'm near a girls father." Joe explained with a shrug.
"Joe! Come on, I get to cut the cake now!" Miley yelled an hour later, despite the fact that she was standing right next to him.
"I'm coming, Princess." Joe laughed as everyone started singing Happy Birthday when Robby lit the ten candles sitting proudly on the cake his Mom made.
"No, Dad, I want Joe here." Miley frowned when her father stood next to her after presenting the cake on a table. Robby rolled his eyes, but moved as Joe just shrugged sheepishly, not knowing what else to do.
"Make a wish, Cutie." Joe reminded when she took a deep breath to blow out her candles. When the candles were blown out and Miley was beaming happily Joe helped her with the knife since she'd banished her father from being next to her; carefully and slowly guiding it through the cake until it touched the bottom, earning giggles from most of the girls present.
"It touched the bottom so gotta kiss the person closest." One of the girls announced in a matter-of-fact tone. Miley blushed and suddenly Joe knew why she wanted him next to her so badly when she kissed his cheek and then squealed.
"Ten years old." Joe heard Robby Ray say, shaking his head, looking half sad, half amused. "Ten years old and she's already conspiring to kiss boys."
Okay, so here is the prologue for the second instalment in the What I Go To School For series; this will be part 2. Part 1 is What I Go To School For (Sophomore) which is the 10th grade. This will be 11th grade or Junior year depending on where you're from.
I just like to start each instalment of this series off with a little prologue of when Miley was little and Joe was... well, not little, but younger, showing how even years before even though it wasn't sexual or romantic they still had a bond or connection.
The next chapter will be the first chapter and will start on the first day of school, showcasing the aftermath of the Summer and everything that happened in the last instalment.
Also; how would any of you feel about a story involving magic that I've been in the process of writing and developing over the last several years?
-coincidingly; how many cross-over is too many for one story?
So far possible show/movie/book inclusions are: Charmed, Hannah Montana, JONAS, Wizards Of Waverly Place, with a possible sequel including Harry Potter.
Or, I also just came up with the idea of (and am in the process of developing) a story involving Hannah Montana, Smallville, Arrow (maybe) and the original concept for the J. O. N. A. S show that was about spies.
Or there's a third that I've had for years again about the show Parallax (google it) in which Miley hops from world to world trying to find her parnets who are Guardians and Joe is a half-Guardian son of a Guardian who is suspect of Miley...
Let me know what you guys think of these ideas, or if you have any of your own you'd like me to try and write.
Smiler For Joe!
