I don't own Hannah Montana and Jenny is a character from another story.

The sun was shining brightly as its intensity was reflected on the ocean, creating this beautiful panorama. Yes, nature was always beautiful. It made people really happy and they enjoyed their life with their families and friends on a wonderful Friday afternoon. Down at the beach children were running around, chasing each other, rolling on the sand and splashing in the water while their parents were relaxing, getting a tan or preparing their picnic lunch. On the other side of the beach, there wasn't much joy.

Jackson walked towards the shack. "Whoa," he said as he looked around the beach, "where is everybody?" he asked Rico.

"Probably down at the beach enjoying the day," Rico said miserably.

Jackson hopped over the counter.

"You know what," Rico said, "you've worked really hard these past few days, just go home."

"What?" Jackson asked dumbfounded. What just happened? What did I do? he thought.

"Just go home and relax," Rico told him.

"What's the catch?"

"Why is it whenever I do something nice to you there is always a catch?"

"I don't know," Jackson said, "because you are sly, sneaky and evil."

Rico looked at him with annoyance, "just go before I change my mind!"

Jackson left the beach to go home. "Did an alien come down to earth and replace him?" he asked himself out loud.

Rico sighed heavily as he put the closed sign on the counter. Well nobody is coming today anyway so what's the point? he thought. He sat down at one of the tables and looked at the sky.

"Hello," a voice suddenly said behind him. Rico turned around and saw the person that he was in love with. Jenny.

"Hey," he greeted her.

"What are you doing here all alone?" Jenny asked, "come on let's go to the beach."

"You go," Rico said, "I'm not in the mood."

"How come?" Jenny asked with concern.

"A lot of thoughts are coming to my mind and I just need to be alone for a while," Rico said.

"Would you mind if I stayed with you because I'm going to feel very selfish down there and lonely," Jenny told him.

"If you would like," Rico told her.

"Thanks," Jenny said as she sat down next to him.

Rico suddenly looked down at the sand and sighed.

"Rico?" Jenny asked.

"Yes?" he asked as he looked up. His cheeks were shiny.

"Are you okay?" Jenny asked him with concern. "Why are you crying?"

He nodded sadly as he wiped his eyes and said, "yes I'm fine."

"Would you like to tell me what's wrong?" she asked him.

"Isn't the sand such a fascinating thing?" he randomly asked her.

"Uhhh…sure?" she said with no thought. "Why?"

"I don't know," Rico said as he grabbed a handful of it and opened his hand and the sand slipped away, "it just slips away."

"Now that is just beautiful," Jenny told him.

"No its not," Rico said as he began to look down at the sand again.

Jenny looked at him, "look," she said kindly, "I don't want to sound like nasty girlfriend but why are you not telling me what is wrong with you?"

"Because I'm not ready to tell anybody about it," Rico explained.

"Oh okay," Jenny understood, "sorry about that question."

"That's okay," Rico said, "I mean its not like I'm seeing someone else and not telling you about it because I will never ever do that to you."

Jenny nodded. "I know."

He hugged her and she hugged him back. He squeezed her as tightly as he could.

"Alright you're killing me," Jenny joked.

"I just don't want to lose you," he told her as he squeezed her more.

"'Lose me?'" she asked him as they let go of each other. "What do you mean?"

"Look I gotta go home," Rico said as he got up.

"No wait," Jenny said, "what did you mean by that?"

"I'll tell you later," Rico said as he went home. While going home he wiped his eyes for tears were streaming down.

"Would you like me to come with you?" she asked him.

Rico turned around. His eyes had red smudges. "No that's fine," he walked away.

"Are you sur—"

"NO!" he yelled at her, "CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND? I NEED TO BE ALONE SO PLEASE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" he stormed away fiercely wiping his face.

Jenny looked at him walking away. "Is it something I said?" she said to herself.