I don't own Hannah Montana

Another urban legend

Miley was laying down on the couch. She was tired and she was happy to be home from her last day of school. Her stomach ws killing her. She wanted to get something out of the fridge but she was too lazy to get it right now. She slowly closed her eyes as she decided to take a rest.

"MILEY!" Lily yelled as she jumped on the couch where Miley was lying down.

Miley quickly opened her eyes. She had not been stratled but she was a bit annoyed. "Lily," she said slowly, "when I'm lying on the couch, with my eyes closed it means that I...want...to...take...a...nap," she said slowly. She hoped that those simple words would sink in Lily's mind.

"Yeah, yeah," Lily said, not giving the situation much thought.

Miley rolled her eyes and shook her head. She layed her head back on the pillow and slowly closed her eyes again. "I just want to take a nap," she mumbled. "Remember the finals? The last one was so hard and all I want to do right now, is relax."

"But Miley," Lily said, "this is important."

"What could be more important? Me and my nap or whatever is happening around here?" Miley asked. She was getting mad and frusterated by the minute. When she had a lack of sleep, she was in the "leave me alone" mood.

"Miley, did you forget about your concert?" Lily asked her.

"What concert?" Miley asked, having no clue what Lily was talking about.

"A Hannah Montana concert in Virgina," Lily told her.

Miley slowly rose up her head from the pillow and turned to look at Lily. She had completely forgotten about the concert. "Tonight?"

"No its tomorrow night but your dad that we have to get ready tonight to go there," Lily reminded her.

"Ohhh," Miley groaned as she collapsed back on the pillow. "Are we flying or driving?"

"I don't know," Lily shrugged. She got from the couch and went upstairs. Miley was beginning to slowly drift back to sleep.

A laughing sound, followed by a scream woke her up a half and hour later. She looked at the television and saw that a horror movie was playing.

"Wow," she heard a male voice on the opposite side of the couch. "Bunnies are evil," it was none other than Jackson.

"Jackson," Miley said, "can you keep it down? I'm trying to sleep."

"You have been sleeping for half an hour already," Jackson reminded her. He didn't really care if his sister was there sleeping. He just wanted to see this movie that he had been waiting for.

"Hey bud," Robby said as he climbed downstairs and walked over to the couch. "Miley?" he whispered as he gently shook her.

Miley mumbled something in her mouth and looked up. "Dad, are we flying to Virgina or driving there?" she asked.

"We're going to drive," Robby told her. Miley let out a groan. "I couldn't afford flying tickets, they were too expensive."

"Why didn't you just use my Hannah money?" Miley asked him. Whenever there was an emergency in the family, the three of them always pitched into the Hannah money. Miley was an international pop star and she worked really hard to achieve her goals, so she did deserve some kind of award.

"What about collage?" Robby asked her. "We made a deal about this."

Miley thought about the deal that was made. When she was twelve years old, her dad and herself had a discussion of what to do with the money that she earned. She had said that she was going to save some of it for collage while the rest could be used for emergency purposes.

"Okay," Miley said. She knew that the bus ride was going to be rather boring but she was going to take a long nap before going up on stage. She walked out of the house and into the barn/bedroom that she and Lily used. She took the remote from the table top and the Hannah closet was opened.

Miley set the remote down on the bed and walked in. She had to wear something extravagent. She picked one of her favorite outfits and threw it one. She applied make-up around her face, eyes, and some lipstick. She wore black heels and tied her wig in a ponytail.

She walked out of the closet and saw that Lily was all dressed up and ready. "How long have you been ready for?" Miley asked her.

"Well in a minute," Lily said as she looked at the watch on her wrist, "which is right about...now, will be half an hour."

"Ookay then," Miley said as the two girls walked out of their bedroom and into the house. The girls were welcomed by a screaming sound that came from the television. "What is this movie about Jackson?" Miley asked him.

"Bunnies," Jackson answered, "and they are evil."

A rabbit on the television slowly stalked behind an animal. He jumped and grabbed the animal on the back and began to devour its meal.

"Ew," Lily commented on the scene, "that's disguisting."

Robby walked down the stairs. He was in his disguise too. It wasn't considered much of a disguise because all he did was wear a mustache and all but it had been working for a while now.

Miley's Hannah phone let out a small ring. Miley looked at the screen and saw that she had a message from her celebirty friend Traci. "It's from Traci," Miley said as she opened the text. It said: Hannah, can't wait 2 c u perform on stage 2nite. O I heard that Mikayla is going 2 b there. Ciao!

"Oh no," Miley said as she finished reading the message. "Mikayla is going to be there." Her announcement wasn't a huge surprise to any of them. They knew how much the girls hated each other.

"Oh no," Jackson said sarcastically, "my frenemy is going to be there on stage with me," he said in a "desprate voice, "oh what will I ever do?"

"Shut up," Miley glared at him.

"Let's just get going you guys," Robby said as Miley and Lily walked out the door.

"Bye everybody," Jackson said as he waved at them.

"Oh no, you're coming with us," Robby said.

"Why?"

"Becasue we have a new house and in a millisecond, I know you are going to throw a party and it could be a possibility that the President of the United States might be disturbed. Even the neighbors."

"Come on dad," Jackson was beginning to whine, "my favorite movie is on," he said as he pointed at the television. Robby looked at the screen and saw a rabbit that was pulling out a flesh from a human arm. Robby picked up the remote and shut it off. "Not suiable for you age."

"Dad I'm nineteen."

"And I'm forty-three and don't watch this nonsense," he said, "let's go."

Jackson let out a small whine as he walked out the door. Robby shut the lights of the house and dragged the suitcases out the door. He put the key in the lock and locked the door. He carried the suitcases to the Hannah bus that was waiting there for them. Once he was through, he jumped on the bus, greeted the driver and off they went.

None of them had an idea of what went on in Virginia.