Hey, guys. I'm trying to re-type the second chapters to my other stories, because my dad's been hogging the computer for God knows why…. Anyway, this is the Hannah Montana fanfic I was gonna post. I this is basically a rewrite of some of the episodes in the second season. I'm changing them so you can get to know Miley's sister a bit better before I start typing Road Trip. (That's actually the working title for the fic I'm preparing you guys for.) This is an episode I wrote myself called Hey, Big Sister (You know, the songs are based off of other songs, if you've heard the song "Hey, Little Brother") and this is really short because it's part one. Why is it not one whole piece? Because, first of all, it'll be too long, and second of all, it's one in the morning and I've risked my head sneaking down here, even though it's not a school night. Sorry if it seems too rushed. My head wasn't clear, I have too much crap going on. This will probably go on brief hiatus, so these chapters I'll post will be fillers. Well, here goes nothing!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana.

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"Absolutely not!" Oliver shouted. "It's not gonna happen!"

"Yes it will!" Miley snapped, her tone matching Oliver's. "There is no flippin' way Kelly Clarkson is gonna beat Samantha York in the Top 10!"

"Hey guys," Lily said, waking into the room. Miley and Oliver completely ignored her, continuing their argument.

"There is no way that punk-rocker is gonna beat Kelly! It's illogical, yo. I cannot have it." Oliver crossed his arms, trying to look like Chris Brown.

Lily frowned. "Uh, guys-"

"Oliver, Kelly's good, but she simply cannot withstand Samantha! Her music ain't gonna work out! And Sam's not a punk rocker. She's gonna mow her down like a-"

"GUYS!"

"WHAT!?" Miley and Oliver finally directed their attention to Lily. Lily took a step back at the look on their faces. "Err- what is going on?" she asked, afraid of the answer.

"Oliver thinks Kelly Clarkson's gonna win the Top 10." Miley crossed her arms and glared at Oliver, who shrugged. Lily raised an eyebrow. "Well, Kelly is good-"

"Winning the Top 10 means beating Samantha York-"

"Which we all know is IMPOSSIBLE!" Lily shrieked. Oliver's jaw hit the floor. "LILY! I thought you were on my side!"

"Sorry! I'm a devoted Sam fan." Lily jumped over the couch next to Jackson. "Right Jackson?"

"Yup. And, if you want to know whether 'Miss Hazel Eyes" will beat Sam or not, you'd better start watching. The show started twenty minutes ago."

"WHAT?!" Miley and Oliver jumped over the couch and landed on the cushion. They'd been so wrapped up in their argument they hadn't noticed Jackson walk into the living room and turn on MTV. The celebrity host, Chris Brown, was in the middle of some rant about Kelly Clarkson in her music video. Miley and Lily toned him out and began crossing their fingers and chanting for luck, while liver hung onto every word the rapper was saying.

"Well, guys, we've finished the Top Ten Countdown. One of our favorite rock stars who will be awarded with the MTV 'Top Rocker' award tomorrow night, after being presented by our favorite pop star, Hannah Montana!"

Miley squealed in excitement as Lilly quivered with anticipation.

"And who is this mystery rock star? It is the only, the only, SAMANTHA YORK!!!"

"NOOOOOOO!!!!!" Oliver howled, and his head dropped onto the couch cushion. Miley and Lily began screaming and happy dancing. Jackson shrugged and walked out of the room.

"I can't believe this. Kelly! I was counting on you!" Oliver wailed.

"Oliver, get over it." Lily shot. "This is proof that any day, Samantha York can kick Kelly's-"

"Look!" Miley shouted. Samantha York had come onto the screen. She was a tall, willowy girl with long black hair and big blue eyes. She did dress a bit like a punk, but not quite. Purple under armor stretched over her bony shoulders underneath black tank top with a red dragon spitting fire on it. She also wore a black sequined skirt over dark blue jeans with black boots studded with rhinestones. Her outfit was topped off with a blue beanie covering her silky hair.

"I AM IN LOVE WITH HER OUTFITS!" Lily howled. "She is so cool!"

"Isn't she?" Miley said. "Listen! She's about to speak."

"So, Sam, I hear your album sale's going to be great!" said Chris Brown. "A little bird told me you'll be signing CD's outside Malibu Studio's when it comes out!"

"Well, that little bird was right." Said Sam. She had a deep Tennessee accent that went against her punk-skater look. "First fifty people there get to put their names in a drawing for a backstage pass to my concert during Halloween time."

"Awesome! That'll make someone's day. And break a few thousand hearts too! Anyway, since you've come out number one, how about a little performance of you hit single, GNO?"

The studio audience, along with Miley and Lily, began screaming in excitement. Samantha got up onstage with the rest of her band.

"Before I start here tonight, I want to give a little shout-out to my family. I love you guys, and I'll be seeing you real soon! To our fans out there, we're gonna be taking a short break to spend time with our families before school starts again, but we'll be back on the road and playing again before you know it! Now me and my crew are gonna give you some GNO, but I need some support first. GNO! GNO! GNO!"

The fans became insane, chanting along with her. Sam and the crew began jamming on their guitars and singing "GNO (Girl's Night out)"

"That one goes out to my sister! Love you!" Sam cried into the microphone when they were finished.

"Oh, man, I would simply die to meet her!" Lily gasped.

"Well, start diggin' ya grave, sister." Miley declared. "Hannah Montana, Samantha York and Lola Luftnagle will be rocking the house tomorrow!"

"Actually," Lily said, "I've retired Luftnagle until my new wig comes in."

"Oh kay….how bout LaFonda?"

"Nope."

"LaBomba?"

"Nah."

"LaTrisha?"

"That one's dumb…"

"Lily, you have to be in disguise-"

"I will! I think I'll invent a new one…."

"Well," Oliver said loudly. "Don't bother inviting me. I've got stuff to do. And also, I wouldn't want to meet the punk ho beat my woman." Jerking his head upward and strutting away in a similar was Amber and Ashley always did, he managed to walk square into the door before stumbling away.

Lily rolled her eyes. "He's just jealous because he doesn't have a disguise as cool as mine."

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Well, that was filler number one. I read that Samantha York was one of the names before Hannah Montana that was going to be used. Thought it was cool. So BAM! Sorry is Chris Brown seemed a little out of character. Anyway, Samantha's album is basically all the songs from Meet Miley Cyrus including some other ones. I don't own any of those songs. I only own Samantha and her band.

I will try to get the new chapters of Rayne's War and Welcome to the 60's up soon. I am a promising person. It is against my nature to abandon a story. So don't go all flame-y on me.

Aloha!

--V