I do not own any of the Hannah Montana characters
"If we were a movie. You'd be the right guy. I'd be the best friend. That you'd fall in love with. In the end we'd be laughing, watching the sunset fade to black, show the names, play a happy song."
When would I get my chance at love? Miley started her next song, while I sat backstage with Jackson. You'd think that a guy his age, would be past some of the silliness but nooo. He was still doing the stupid, disgusting stomach thing. Whatever that was. EWWWWWW!!! Maybe if Oliver were there, things wouldn't be quite so bad. Although being there for Miley wasn't bad...well with Jackson it was. Not even Miley's dad was there. At least watching the two would be humorous.
Miley came off stage. "Jackson when are you gonna... GROW UP!?"
"Chicks dig it."
"Take it from a chick. THEY DON'T!" I turned to follow Miley into the dressing room.
"So what'd you think of the song?"
"You want the truth?"
"No, I want you to lie. OF COURSE I WANT THE TRUTH!"
"I've been hearing it for over a year now. It's gotten kind of tiring. Don't you think you could come up with something new, to like well, maybe replace that one?"
"Then why don't you write it?"
"Me? I don't have inspiration. Kind of don't have a boyfriend."
"Sooo, this one ain't about a girl who has a boyfriend. She wants the guy, but can't have 'im."
"Unlike you and Oliver." I pointed at her.
At this Miley smiled.
"Well, yeah. Lilly, your guy will come along."
"Just as long as it ain't anything like that." I pointed at Jackson, and shuddered.
"Can't argue with ya there. Let's go." As I walked off the stage I looked into the crowd and thought "Of all the people out there I can't meet one nice guy."
what do you think R&R plsssssssssssssssss!!!!!