a/n: i know it sounds like the song but its not! i just couldnt really come up with a name for it! i have no idea how i got the idea for this story...its so random.....and it seems unfinished like i could add more detail but i very done with this and its an old story anyway........
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T-Shirt
A curly haired young boy stared up at the white ceiling of his cozy home, contemplating what a boring life he had…at the moment. Of course his life wasn't boring but it had been rather depressing lately, considering one of his best friends in the world had been away at camp for six weeks.
Just then, a slightly older looking boy by the name of Joe Gray opened the door, strolling through the room and casually planting himself on the couch right next to his moping brother.
"Hey," Joe said casually. Nick looked up at him then, noticing his appearance. Joe was wearing a bright red one of a kind t-shirt. In big bold black letters it said 'Joe Jonas' then right under that, slightly smaller it said 'Whoa. That sounded a lot better in my head.' It was a shirt that had described him quite well, and of course Miley had made it for him. She had given all the boys including Frankie their own t-shirt like Joe's. This would only mean one thing.
"Miley's back." Nick said smiling.
"Yup, and she still doesn't know had to use the front door." Joe added, flipping through the channels as nick ran the fastest he could up the stairs. He swung his door wide open to find the gorgeous brunette with her back turned to him, facing the closet, the window she crawled in through, still wide open.
"So…" she said turning around to meet the surprised 13 year old boy's face. He was extremely overwhelmed, not having seen her in a month.
"Miley" her managed to choked out.
"Do you want to explain to me why you're not wearing your beautiful hand crafted t-shirt made by yours truly on this wonderful day?" Nick smiled and headed over to the closet pulling out a light blue t-shirt with the bold black words 'Nick Gray' and underneath 'Loves Miley Stewart.'