Miley walked into the Hollywood records studio. She looked around at her surroundings, taking in all the past, present, and future celebrities. "Hey Mi" she turned around to see her best friend Mandy eating a donut.

"Hey, what's up?" Miley asked the 25 year old lady

"Nothing" Mandy said, "You know we have that meeting with the new executive producer today." She said casually biting into her donut.

'Shit…I forgot' Miley thought, then realizing something…"Why aren't you in there?"

Cowering away from the 22 year old, knowing her temper "…There was donuts in the

Lounge"

And with a huff Miley grabbed her friend's arm and rushed into the office of none other than…Mr. Kevin Jonas.

"Ahhh…nice to have you two join us." He said with an obviously not impressed look in his eyes. "Uh…yeah sorry about that. You see my friend here-"

"Save yourself the breath and me the time. Will you Cyrus?" He remarked back. "Sit."

'What the hell? Do I look like a dog?' Miley thought sitting down next to her friend before "-hes-all-that" could speak again.

"So Miley I have two very good friends of mine coming in today" He locked his hazel eyes on to the Nashville born beauty, "I suppose even you know who Demi Lovato and Selena Gomez are." A smirk playing on his lips.

"I'm not that stupid of course I know who they are" She replied while rolling her eyes, then opened her mouth to speak again "But I'd rather work with someone with…hmm…talent." She said to her new boss, with an equal annoying smirk plastered on her round face. She knew them all right. She remembered when she was 16; bringing Noah to those Selena Gomez concerts 'I don't even know how that little rat voiced…thing got a contract.' Demi…ehhh not a big fan of the screaming.

"Well… this isn't your decision is it?" Kevin rhetorically replied knowing he didn't want an answer and she knew also. "So I suggest you get up, walk out, and go do your job or I start my first day on the job firing you. It's really all up to you."

She sent him one more death glare before deciding to keep her job. 'If looks could kill…' Mandy thought watching her friend walk out the door. Mandy turned and faced the new exec.

"So, what am I supposed to do until Miley gets finished?" She asked her boss knowing that until Miley gets done "technically" of the clock

He looked at the 25 year old for about what seemed an eternity, then spoke, "Get me a hazelnut cappuccino and maybe a…low fat for yourself." He finally replied before going about his business.

Mandy's jaw dropped. Who was he to tell her that? "Excuse me?" she questioned, both hands on hips.

He didn't even look at her, "Yes you may leave now."