Author's Note: I do not own any of the Hannah Montana songs, and I just copied the lyrics off the internet, so don't blame me if they're wrong or anything. But about the story, please R&R!
Miley Stewart, a.k.a. singing sensation Hannah Montana, looked in the dressing room mirror and adjusted her blond Hannah Montana wig. Above her, on the football field, she could hear the crowded cheering. Everybody loved the Super Bowl, and there had been twice the crowd this year, and all because, as Hannah Montana of course, she would be the halftime show! Next to being Hannah Montana, this was her lifelong dream! She adjusted her wig once more, and headed to where she would be entering for her show.
Backstage, Lilly, her best friend, was waiting for her, but didn't notice her arrival, because she was to busy watching the players exit the field.
"Lilly? Hello?" Miley asked. "Hello, earth to Lilly!"
"Huh?" Lilly asked, still somewhat dazed. "Oh, hi Miley! When did you get here?" Her voice trailed off as the last player exited the field.
"Lilly!" Miley laughed. "Stop staring at the football players…even if they are...kind of…hot…" Miley's voice started to trail off, but she quickly regained herself, and they both burst out laughing.
"The stage is almost up," said a stage crew worker. "About 5 minutes 'till show time."
"Ok," Miley said.
"Alright, it's almost show time." Lilly said. "Let's get ready. Lemme see your Hannah Moves!"
Miley grabbed a pen off the desk beside her and used it as a microphone.
"Nobody's Perfect! I gotta work it!" Miley said bouncing around. "Again and again 'til I get it right!"
"Ok, now We Got The Party With Us!" Lilly shouted getting more excited by the minute.
"Turn this park into a club the stars are our lights and the moon is so bright from above!" Miley said, as excited at Lilly.
"Hannah, we need you!" the stage crew guy called. "The show is going to start soon!"
"Ok, ok, gotta calm down," Miley said to mostly herself. She stuck the pen behind her ear without even thinking about it.
"Good luck!" Lilly called as Miley walked away waving.
Miley peeked out from where she was still hiding from the public. She could see tons of anxious people waiting for her to come out.
"Here's your microphone," said the same stage crew guy. Was he everywhere?
"Uh, thanks," Miley said. She turned to go, but the man started to speak again.
"Um, can I…can I have an autograph…for my daughter?" the man stuttered.
"Why, of course!" Miley said. The man pulled out a pink autograph book. Miley hoped it was his daughter's. "Ok, let me see…pen, pen…" Miley looked around. Then she remembered the pen behind her ear.
"Hannah Montana, 2 minutes until show time!" another stage crew worker called.
Miley quickly pulled out the pen, but didn't notice she had hit her wig, and a few of the bobby pins holding it in place fell to the floor.
"Hannah, we need you now!"
Miley quickly scribbled down her Hannah Montana autograph into the fuzzy pink book, and the man thanked her, just as a stage crew worker pulled her arm and she stumbled, knocking the last few bobby pins to the floor.
Author's Note: Ok, so this wasn't the most eventful chapter, but if you liked it, please review!