"MILEY!"
Miley groaned and tried to smother herself with her pillow. Maybe if she didn't get out of bed, the world would forget about her.
"MILEY! GET UP! I MEAN IT! NOW!"
Robby Ray was moving around in the kitchen below, no doubt making a breakfast that was not welcomed at this ungodly hour. Miley slowly opened her eyes and looked at the clock next to her bed. It was way too early.
She tumbled out of bed and swept blonde hair out of her eyes. Wait, blonde? She touched the top of her head and pulled the Hannah wig off. Had she really forgotten to take it off last night? She sighed and threw the wig onto her bed.
"MILEY STEWART IF YOU DO NOT GET OUT OF THAT BED RIGHT THIS MINUTE, I WILL-"
"I'M COMING DADDY!", she screamed at the top of her lungs, stomping down the stairs.
Miley entered the kitchen, rubbing her eyes and reaching for the orange juice when she spotted someone sprawled on the couch.
"Oliver? What are you doing here so early?"
Oliver straightened up and looked over at her.
"Well, obviously not getting any hair tips from you."
"Huh?"
She picked up a spoon and looked at her reflection.
"Gosh darnit." Her hair was sticking up all over the place, making her somewhat resemble a brown haired lion.
"Sleep with the wig on again?", Robby Ray asked, smirking.
"Shut it, you. And you,", she said, grabbing a muffin and pointing it threateningly at Oliver as she flung herself down next to him on the couch, "what are you really doing here, ya donut? The sun hasn't even come up yet and I'm already annoyed."
Oliver shrugged.
"I just wanted to make sure you were okay, after last night and all.", he said, glancing away from the surprised look on Miley's face. "But by the look of things..", he trailed off, gesturing at her hair.
Miley rolled her eyes.
"I'm over Jake. So over.", she said, picking a raisin out of her muffin and flinging it at the T.V. violently.
"Uhh, of course you are.", Oliver said, looking from Miley to the muffin.
She glared at him.
"I just HATE raisins. That's all.", she said, picking another one out and this time choosing to aim it at Oliver's face.
"HEY! Hey, I was just trying to be nice, but if you're going to attack me with breakfast foods, I'll just go." He got up to leave.
Miley sighed and rolled her eyes again.
"Oliver, wait! Wait."
He turned around.
"Yes?"
"Let's at least go get some pizza."
He blinked.
"But it's 7:30 in the morning!"
Miley got up and started to walk upstairs.
"Yep, and by the time I'm ready to go, it'll be lunchtime!", she called over her shoulder.
Oliver groaned and flung himself down on the couch. Today would be an interesting day.
A/N: So? Miley/Oliver should start to emerge in the next chapter. Reviews would be cool!