A/N: So this is set about September 2006. Jonas Brothers released their first album from Columbia records and their doing okay, but not as expected. The Jonas family moved to LA to help with the boys' music careers. But here's the twist; Miley's not famous. She moved to LA with her family so her dad could continue pursuing his music and acting career because Doc ended up in Canada. She's into music but still isn't quite sure what she wants.
Beep beep beep…
Miley woke up to the sound of her alarm. She'd been counting the days of summer; it was 100 days exactly. She couldn't believe they were all up and she'd now have to start high school, alone. Her dad's show ended and her family wanted to be together again. But he needed to be in Los Angeles. Of course she would be with her family no matter what, even if it meant leaving behind friends in your hometown, but why did they have to move right before high school?
Miley sat up slowly. She rubbed her eyes and then ran her fingers through her hair for only a second before she ran into knots.
Great. She thought. One day, I'll have a hairstylist that will take care of these stupid things. One day.
She never thought she'd be that famous, but if she were to become famous, she'd enjoy the perk of having a hairstylist deal with her hair.
Miley got up and went into her bathroom. It had two sinks and a door that led to her brother's room. Her brother was in the shower. Thankfully there was a opaque shower curtain so that they wouldn't have to freak out when one was taking a shower. Double great; he'll take five hours just shampooing his hair. Miley started untangling the knots out of her hair. When she was finally done, taking almost ten minutes, Braison still wasn't out.
"Bray! Hurry up! I need to use the shower!" Miley yelled.
"I'm not gonna be done for another 10 minutes." Braison yelled back.
Miley groaned. "FINE!" I guess I'll go without a shower. But when I come home smelling stanky, you can deal with it. Miley thought, getting an evil grin on her face.
She brushed her teeth and washed her face. She examined her skin further. And now I have a pimple, she noted, but thankfully it was hidden by her bangs. She put on layers of deodorant so she wouldn't be known as the "stanky girl."
Miley went back into her room and shut the door to the bathroom. She had already picked out her clothes for the day, like the dork she was. She'd chosen a yellow sundress and regular black converse. She'd rather wear her cowboy boots but she didn't want to be known as the stanky cowgirl with the one-hit wonder daddy. Nobody knew from just looking at her who her dad was, they never did. But when she would start talking to people she'd say her name and somehow it always came back.
Miley headed downstairs to find her mom. She was still getting Miley's younger sister Noah into her clothes.
"Anything for breakfast, mom?" Miley asked.
"Sweetie, I ran out of time, your sister said she was ready for kindergarten but is now changing her mind." Miley looked over and saw that Noah had a scowl on her face.
Miley walked over and got down to Noah's level. "Don't you want to go to school? You'll get to make lots of friends."
"I already have lots of friends." Noah said still pouting.
"But don't you want to have lots and lots of friends like me?" Miley said.
"All of your friends are in Tennessee, you don't have any friends here." Noah said. Miley knew she wasn't trying to be mean, she was right, but it still hurt.
"Well, okay, I'll go to school, and you can stay here with Mama and not have as much fun as me." Miley said standing up and grabbing her backpack.
Noah ran to Miley's side, "Can I come with you?" She asked, looking up with her big puppy dog eyes like she hadn't just spent the last 45 minutes avoiding school.
"Oh… No… You have to go to your school and I go to a different, bigger kids' school." Miley said holding Noah's hand. Noah's face went back to the scowl once she understood what Miley had said.
"I DON'T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL IF I CAN'T GO WITH MILEY!" Noah shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Miley, just ride your bike to school today, please. It looks like I'm going to be here for a while." Her mom said.
Miley put her messenger bag over her shoulder and went to the garage. Of course I have to ride my bike, I'm just the forgotten middle child. And of course, today I have to ride my bike when I'm wearing a dress. But thankfully Miley had her sister's old low rider Schwinn bike that was better for dresses.
Miley put her earphones in and blasted up some music that reminded her of home, mainly Toby Keith and Rascal Flatts.
She'd been to Providence High School with her mom for orientation and knew how to get there. She did take a few wrong turns, but she had left early so it wasn't a big deal. But it seemed farther when she was on her bike. She was on the outskirts of the school when she saw a big black SUV drive past with tinted windows. I guess we're not in Franklin anymore, Miley.
Nick and his brother Joe were headed to school, passing a girl on a bike.
"So, Dad, why aren't we being home schooled?" Nick asked, not in a rude tone, but genuinely curious.
"Me and your mom think that a normal high school life would be just right for you two."
"Yeah, but my friends are all the way back in New Jersey and I only have one more year left." Joe added.
"That may be true, but me and your mom don't have the time to home school both of you. We're still not to the point, financially, where we feel comfortable not having jobs. LA is expensive." Their father said.
Their dad pulled the car around to the front of the school to drop them off.
"Joe, remember to get a parking permit so I don't have to keep driving you guys to school." He added right before he drove off.
"Like I want to be dropped off by my dad." Joe said as he and Nick got out of the car.
Nick looked around Providence High School. It was nice, probably cause everyone was rich around here and their parents paid for it. He looked at all the girls in the shiny new outfits and all the guys in matching clothes. Nick was wearing clothes from a store his mom's friend owned in New Jersey; they were just regular jeans and a blue button up shirt. He wore an old pair of Chuck Taylor's that he'd had since middle school.
He saw the girl getting off her bike from earlier; She's got a nice dress on. Nick thought to himself before walking into the school with Joe.
He went into the gym where you were supposed to go to get your class schedule. Nick was taking:
English 7:25-8:20RM: 627
Music 8:25-9:20RM: 217
Computer Tech 9:25-10:20RM: Computer Lab
World History 10:25-11:30RM: 713
Lunch 11:30-12:15
Algebra 1 12:20-1:15RM: 115
Biology 1:15-2:10RM: 119
Joe's was only taking four classes because he'd taken enough credits in New Jersey.
"Lucky." Nick mumbled under his breath as Joe waved around the card in Nick's face.
"So I'm thinking I'll get the permit during my free time and have Kevin pick me up. And then, on regular days I guess I can come pick you up, but let's not make that too permanent." Joe said.
"Wow, thanks Joe." Nick said, smiling. "I'm gonna head off to class, so I'll see you later."
Nick had a good sense of direction and found his first class easy. The tables were two person desks, all in rows and aisles; only there was room between all of the desks. Nick sat down in the back. He didn't want to sit in the back so he wouldn't be noticed, but he just did better in the back, when he could see everything that was going on. If he heard a noise he could quickly find the source and focus back on the class and his work.
As more and more kids filed in, everyone avoided sitting next to him. Avoiding the creepy looking kid with the fro in the back, huh? He thought to himself. The bell rang and now he was the only person with an empty seat next to him. Great.
As the teacher was passing out the syllabus one more student came in. It was the girl in the dress.
So, this story is going to be a heck of a lot longer. This first chapter is like 1400 words. Wow. Might not seem like a lot for some avid readers, but that's a lot for me. And I had to split it cause it would've been like 2400, and if there is anything that I hate it's long first chapters.
With that being said, I'm already started on the second chapter and that should be up soon. Review!