A/N: This is going to be from varying points of view. Hope you like it! :)

Miley's P.O.V.

I rushed into the smoothie shop, with the paparazzi still screaming my name. The manager, Shelly, rushed over shut the blinds and threatened the paparazzi and told them that if they didn't go away, she was a master in Kung Fu and could take them down any day. That got them, they all disappeared faster than you could say….well….lets just say they disappeared pretty quickly. I smiled, this was why I liked this place so much. I walked to the end of the line. The other people waiting in the line were astonished that I didn't cut to the front. They all stepped to the side and beckoned for me to go to the front. I shook my head. What was with people these days? Didn't they realize that I was just like them? But then again, the special treatment was kind of nice every now and then. I stood, waiting, in line when I hear Demi's voice call me, "Miley, after you get your smoothie come over here and sit with us!" I looked over. "Us," was her, Selena, Kevin, Nick, and Joe. Fun…not. I was about to come up with an excuse until I saw the look on her face. She was so hopeful. I sighed, "Sure!" She grinned then sat back down.

Selena's P.O.V.

When I heard Demi yell out Miley's name I cringed. Oh great, I glared at Demi and hissed, "Why'd you invite her over? You know I hate her guts." Demi rolled her eyes and responded coldly,

"Yeah? Well she's my friend and I want her to sit with us." I groaned and sank down in my chair. Nick looked even worse. His face was a mask of horror. I remembered that Nick was Miley's ex and smiled. I was pretty sure Miley still had feelings for Nick. This was going to be interesting…

Miley's P.O.V.

Once I got my smoothie I walked over to where Demi was sitting. "Hey Demi!" I exclaimed, "I haven't seen you in so long, I missed you." I didn't greet the boys or Selena, because, well I just didn't want to.

"Yeah!" Demi replied, "Since, like, you birthday party right?" I nodded. Everyone thought that Demi, Selena and I hated each other, well Selena and I hated each other, but I loved Demi. That's why I invited her to my sweet sixteen. Selena gasped. She must've been surprised that Demi went to my party, she must've thought that Demi hated me too.

"Demi," she hissed, "you and I need to talk, now." I looked over at Demi and she just shrugged. They walked off and I was left alone with the Kevin, Nick, and Joe.

Selena's P.O.V.

I glared at Demi "How could you?" I exclaimed.

"How could I what?" She asked innocently.

"You know what I mean. How could you go to her party? You traitor!" "Traitor??" she laughed, "Like I said Selena, I like her, she's my friend, so why wouldn't I go to her party?"

"How could you like her?" I pretended to barf, "She's so stupid, no one likes her. You saw Joe, Nick, and Kevin's face right? None of us want her there."

"Well, I do." Demi said stubbornly, "So you guys are just going to have to suck it up."

"Fine." I muttered, and we headed back to the table, she could be so unreasonable sometimes.

(Meanwhile)

Miley's P.O.V.

There was an awkward moment of silence the minute they left. It seemed like Demi and Selena were going to take awhile so I decided to make a conversation. "So…" I said, "How have you been Joe?" I chose not to speak to the others, Joe was the only one that was still on my okay list.

"Fine," he said politely, "Frankie misses Noah though."

I laughed, "Noah misses Frankie too. Why don't we get together on Saturday and they can hang out. You should come along too, we could go to that new ice cream place that just opened up. I've been dying to go."

Joe laughed as well, "Sure, I'll come, Frankie is going to be bouncing off the walls when he finds out that he gets to hang out with Noah again."

I smiled, then remembered something, "Uh, Joe, there's something that I've been meaning to tell you."
"Yeah?" he said curiously.

"I just wanted to say, thanks for the support you gave me when the whole Vanity Fair commotion started. It was nice to know that you were still there for me."
He smiled a genuine smile, "Of course Miley, you know I'll always be there for you."

"Thanks," I said, "you're a great friend." At this point, Selena and Demi came back. "Hey Demi," I said, "Joe, Frankie, Noah, and I are going to that new ice cream place this Saturday, you wanna come?"

"Of course!" she exclaimed, "I've been dying to go there."
I laughed, "So have I! I just never got the chance."

Selena cleared her throat, "So, Miley, how have things been with you and your UNDERWEAR MODEL boyfriend?"

Wow. What was wrong with this girl, she just loved to make everything worse didn't she.

"For your information," I said, "we're not actually going out. I'm just saying that to help him make his way in the music business. Yeah I know that I'm risking my career by doing that, but he's my friend, and that's what friends do for each other. They help each other out."

"Whatever," she said, brushing it off, "I still think that it's really stupid. I'm surprised your parents let you do that. They must be really stupid, I'm sure that's why you're the way you are, in fact," she continued, smirking, "your entire family must be stupid." I gripped my smoothie, how dare she talk about my family like that? I ripped off the lid of my smoothie and threw it on her, "Don't ever talk about my family like that." I glared. She grew silent and grabbed a few napkins and attempted to get it out of her hair.

"Miley," Kevin quietly said, "don't you think overreacting a bit?" My jaw dropped.

"Overreacting? You think I'm overreacting?"

"Yeah." he said, nodding.

"No," I replied, "I'm not overreacting. Overreacting is wearing a Team Demi and Selena t-shirt after your brother's ex-girlfriend says one little thing about their relationship. Apparently I'm not supposed to have an opinion on the matter. Apparently I'm not supposed to have feelings!"

Kevin froze, shocked, "Of course, of course you do." He said, stuttering.

"No I don't," I grimaced, "Not to you. That's why you wore that shirt right? You didn't think I would see it, you didn't think I would care, did you? Well, let me tell you something, I saw it, and I did care. You hurt me, Kevin, right here." I pointed to my heart.

"Miley…" Nick stopped helping Selena clean out her hair, "You know we never meant to hurt you." What a shocker.

"Never meant to hurt me?" I fired back, "Nick, you're even worse than him. You put me through hell. You took my heart and ripped it into a million pieces and then stepped all over every single piece of my heart. And you say you never meant to hurt me? If you never meant to do any of that, then why did you tell me you loved me and then break up with me? Why did you go out with my so called friend the minute you broke up with me? Tell me nick. How can you do all that and still say you never meant to hurt me? Because let me tell you Nick, you did, you hurt me." I got up to leave then turned around. "You know what?" I said, gripping the dog tag that hung around my neck. The tag that I wore for days on end, hoping that he would come back, tell me he made a mistake, that he was sorry, and then tell me he loved me again. "I don't need this anymore, and I don't want it anymore." I ripped it off my neck. I leaned over the table so he could see what I was doing. I looked at the tag in my hand one last time, "Forever and always." I scoffed, then closed my hand back around the tag and let it drop to the table. I looked him in the eye, "Yeah right." Then I turned around and left.

A/N: Well what'd you think? Please, please, please review. Hope you like it. :)