(WARNING: VERY AU)

(A/N: this is based on the episode where Ashley sings with Hannah Montana. Something didn't seem right in that episode. It didn't feel complete. I felt like I needed to do something with it. It had good ideas but they were out washed by the plot between the dogs/the fat guy. Anyways, the green stuff looked eerily like kryptonite, so that might be in this story; you'll have to read and find out…)

(A/N: one change: instead of moving from Tennessee to California, she moved from Kansas to California)

"Lilly, guess what?" Miley said. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a pony-tail and she was wearing a dark green plaid dress and a white-beaded necklace.

"What?" Lilly said, "Other than…your outfit being totally rad….."

"This has nothing to do with outfits…." Miley said.

"Then, what is it, what is it???!?!?!" Lilly asked.

"Hannah Montana is the star doing the 'sing with the stars'," Miley said.

"Oh my God, that's awesome!" Lilly said.

Both girls walked into the cafeteria, smiles on their faces. They weren't popular in school, but that didn't really matter. On the surface, they may be seen as geeky or freaky, but they didn't really care. Sure, they had to pretend to care. Because the rest of the school was brainwashed that "in" was the only way in.

So they weren't really that surprised when kids started either ignoring them or giving them dirty looks. Amber and Ashley had updated the "cool kid" list again. So what are they going to do? You'd think that publicizing the game would make it known, and people would get less ignorant, but the opposite happened. Somehow, the popular girls always knew just how to manipulate it.

Miley listened to Ashley brag about how she was going to enter the "sing with the stars" competition. No way was Miley going to let that happen.

"If she enters, she might find out my secret…" Miley said to Lilly, with a tint of worry growing in her eyes.

"Which secret?" Lilly asked, really only joking.

Miley's eyes grew wider. Most people wouldn't notice, but Lilly did.

"What's wrong?" Lilly asked.

"Nothing," Miley said nonchalantly.

"Was it something I said?" Lilly asked.

"No," Miley said, almost too quickly.

"There isn't another secret…is there?" Lilly asked.

"Nope," Miley said. This one really couldn't get out.

"Okee-doo," Lilly said.

The bell rang, signaling that lunch was over.

On her way to the door, Amber dumped her trash on Miley's head. "Oops," she said, connivingly, "That was supposed to go into the garbage can…."

Ashley finished her sentence for her. "…I guess that's what you get for sitting right next to the garbage can." She poured the rest of her red punch that she had been drinking on Miley's face.

Amber went on to say, "Not that you two don't make a pretty good garbage can yourselves."

Then both Amber and Ashley said, in unison, "Ooh, tss,", smiled, laughed, and walked out the door pretentiously, with a pompous air. Beauty bellowed above and bellow them, for theirs was a throne of perfection and idol worship; a throne where only shame could be a proper retort. They deftly crafted what could be blindly followed, for tradition created the worst of fools.

"Are you alright?" Lilly asked.

Miley shook the garbage off her head. Physically she was fine, but, p.u., the garbage stunk.

"I smell horrible…" Miley said.

"No you don't…." Lilly said.

"Don't you lie to me…." Miley said.

"Fine, you do…." Lilly said.

Miley went to the bathroom to wash off the dirt. Chocolate pudding was embedded in her hair and a dirty napkin had fallen inside her shirt. Her face was drenched in Ashley's red drink. She accidentally swallowed some of it. Her eyes glowed red.

(a/n: sorry, for this portion Miley has to be a little out of character. But all will be explained.)

Suddenly, she felt all of her inhibitions disappear.

"They can't win like this," Miley said. "Come 'on, let's go get them….I have a plan!"

"Are you alright? You sound a little too hyper," Lilly said.

"Nope," Miley lowered her voice, so it was eerily sinister. "I'm better then alright. I feel great."

"At least wait until the school day is over…." Lilly tried to say.

"Nope, I've waited too long. Way too long," she said. She walked out of the bathroom, pushing Lilly out of the way. Lilly rubbed her arm. "Ouch," she said, to no one in particular. She watched helplessly as Miley stormed out of the bathroom.

Miley found Ashley standing by her locker in the hallway. This would be the perfect chance. Ashley walked into the bathroom, and soon Miley heard horrible, gruesome singing. "I'll totally ruin her ego," Miley whispered to herself. Her eyes were red. She banged on Ashley's locker a little too hard and the door came flying off.

"Oops," she giggled and ran away….really, really, really, really, really, really fast….but not as fast as she could. Anyways, no one saw her. She ran home, deciding to blow off her last two classes. She didn't usually, but she figured, why not just do whatever the hell she wanted to?

She walked in the door and decided that she didn't want to just hang out and do nothing and be bored, so she ran to the beach and swam far out sea and back again. She passed time and then went home and then decided to go partying at some clubs as Hannah Montana. She wore a tight red dress with a black belt and black ballet-flats. At the club, she was dancing wildly and freely, with nothing limiting her. Naturally, she was one of the best dancers at the club, since she was slipping a little and using a little of her speed in her turns.

"Time to x-ray the boys," she whispered to herself.

Then she thru-up, and red goo poured out of her mouth, and she resurfaced. "Where am I?" she said to no one in particular. 'Dammit that was why we moved away from that stupid farm state. None of that stuff was supposed to be here. I thought it was only in Kansas…but it was in Ashley's drink….' Miley thought.

She super sped home and changed out of her outfit and called Lilly to apologize for anything she might have done.

The next day Lilly and Miley were talking about the competition.

"I have an idea," Lilly said. "Miley, you said Ashley sounded horrible at singing? Well we could sabotage her…make sure it is her that gets to sing with Hannah Montana, and embarrass her in front of the whole entire world."

"I don't know…it doesn't sound like a good idea," Miley said.

"Come 'on….you know she deserves it," Lilly said.

"I guess," Miley said reluctantly.

"Anyways….I have weird news," Lilly said.

"What?" Miley asked.

"I just heard that someone pulled the door straight off of Ashley's locker, and it is as deformed as a flattened monkey!" Lilly said. "It's like, so strange……" Lilly continued.

"Anyways," Lilly continued, "I decided to actually use the laptop my dad bought me. I didn't want to; I thought it was a stupid gift, but, hey, maybe researching the weird will be fun…."

"Uh, Lilly, I think you are getting too obsessed," Oliver said.

"No, I'm not. It's not like I'm taping pictures of everything weird up on my wall and calling it something stupidish like the wall of weird or something….hey, that sounds like a good idea…" Lilly said.

To be continued….

(it's 1:31 a.m. and I really need to go to bed now….but I'll write the rest of this tomorrow)