Miley Stewart was not crazy at about Jesse Samms. She didn't hate him, but he annoyed her a little bit. He was from her native Nashville, but he was the biggest entrepreneur she had ever met. He sold term papers and book reports carefully crafted with typos and variant sentences to throw off teachers, he sold marked down school supplies at a profit retrieved from moved students or rescued from the wastebaskets and most annoyingly, he sold bootleg musical merchandise from Jessica Simpson t-shirts, Aly and AJ binders, Kelly Clarkson CDs and Hanna Montana guitar pics and at time helped to fence the excess concert tickets outside of his mother's knowledge. Some of his merchandise came from his mother who worked for a recording executive for Capitol Records, Hanna's recording company, but whether or not she had a clue of his enterprising was something else.

Jesse meanwhile was crazy for Lily Truscott, Miley's best friend. They went through school holding hands and sneaking kisses behind potted plants when they weren't sneaking glances in the classroom. After a slew of lousy boyfriends, Lily deserved a decent guy and as opportunistic as Jesse was, he seemed like a decent guy. Over the cafeteria table, he grinned at her his steely grin and Lily beamed happily to have such a great guy in her life. Miley looked at their gushy affair, turned to Oliver on the other side of her and pretended to vomit her lunch back up. Lily heard that noise of regurgitation and looked to her best friend.

"Miley, give it a rest…"

"There's something I got to tell you…" Jesse spoke with none of that obvious Nashville accent that Miley had, but then his mother had a deeply noticeable British accent that maybe had offset it. "I had a dream about you."

"You're dreaming about me?" Lily awed at the concept. "What were we doing?"

"Well, we…." Jesse had been cut off by the ringing school bell in order to return to class.

"Saved by the bell!" Miley grabbed up her lunch bag and trash and pulled Lily along with her. Lily gave her a harsh look and broke away to look back up to Jesse.

"Look," Jesse grabbed Lily by her other hand. "I've got something special for us next Wednesday. My mom gave me extra Hannah Montana tickets and instead of selling them, I thought I'd take you to a concert. How about it?"

"Hannah Montana!!!" Lily screeched excitedly as Miley made a face and realized she was losing her best friend. She looked back to Miley and realized she'd already be at the concert with Miley. Hannah just happened to be Miley's stage persona; she divided her private identity and her public identity to preserve her privacy. At the concerts, Lily hid her identity as well to protect Hannah's secret from behind the role of a party girl named Lola Luvnagle. It was a carefully constructed façade, but as much it was to protect Miley's secret pop life, it also created a hindrance to Lily's life as well.

"Well, I…." Lily looked to Jesse with his big brown eyes looking at her and then back to her best friend who wanted her with her backstage. What to do? What to do?

"Look," Jesse made the decision for her. He held her hand as he talked to her. "I get the feeling I've been taking you away from Miley a lot. Why don't we pass up this concert and we catch Aly and AJ next week?"

"Do you mean it?"

"Yeah…"

"You are like the best boyfriend ever!!!" Lily screamed, but Miley intervened and tapped her watch to reveal they were going to be late for Mrs. Pehl's history class. She gave Jesse a quick kiss to his cheek and grabbed her books, her arm tugged away by Miley. Jesse grinned his smile toward Oliver Oaken, another of Miley's best friends often left out of their female universe. He had a girlfriend too in the form of a beauty named Becca Weller, but she was a minor up-and-coming actress in her own right trying to get discovered and was away making a low-budget film in Colorado. He missed her during these long absences, but he worried she might not be trying to be as faithful to him as he was trying to be for her.

"I guess you won't be using those tickets after all…" He walked with Jesse to their gym class and pulled out his wallet. "The usual $50?"

"Nope, I got another patsy…" Jesse held them aloft. "Thor?"

"Thanks a lot, buddy!!!" The big and hefty blonde Arkansas transplant to California slapped him on the back, took the tickets and passed Jesse three hundred dollars. He was two grades above them in school and a friend of Miley's brother, Jackson, but the naïve and honest former pig farmer loved Hannah Montana as much as his pet parrot. Oliver looked at the wad Jesse made and wished he had but a part of it.

"So…" Oliver rolled his eyes as they approached the scent of the gym locker rooms. "What's going on between you and Lily? Are you guys like just friends or boyfriend and girlfriend? You know, it's driving Miley nuts."

"I know!!!" Jesse laughed and enjoyed the concept of driving Miley nuts. He was like another brother to her plus he had no idea that she hated the fact he was profiteering from her life as Hanna Montana. He really was crazy about Lily, and the idea that their teen romance skewered her friendship with Miley was getting to be a lot of fun, but lately, this rivalry for Lily's attention was taking a life of its own.

"Oliver…" Jesse entered the Bayside High School boy's locker room and crossed over to their lockers in the far corner. "If I told you something about my relationship with Lily, could you keep it a secret?"

"A secret?" Oliver looked round the room. The class was made up mostly of freshmen, a few juniors and a solitary senior who worked as an assistant to the coach. Everyone mostly paid attention to their own friends in this class and formed their own groups except in playing basketball or football. Feeling he was keeping nothing but secrets, Oliver unlocked his gym locker and started pulling off his t-shirt to change for class.

"What kind of secret?" He wondered.

"I had a dream about Lily the other night." Jesse was already in his gym shirt.

"Huh," Oliver didn't get the big deal. "Big deal. I have dreams about people I know all the time."

"Miley was in it too."

"You dog!!!" Oliver didn't know how to accept another guy who dreamed of his both of his best friends. Jesse swatted him to keep it a secret.

"I dreamt Lily and I were at a Hannah Montana concert…." Jesse confided in him looking for an insight to the dream. "Hannah was singing and everything, and then Miley swooped in…" He paused trying to clarify. "Literally, swooped in… She was in this red and white superhero costume with a cape when she flew down out of the sky, tossed me aside and kidnapped Lily away from me."

Oliver started laughing, turned away in his gym shorts and started banging at the locker trying to control his laughter. Just picturing thin and slender Miley as a comic book superhero was hysterical to him.

"That's why I cut Miley a break to let Lily hang with her." Jesse started changing for gym class himself. "I think my conscience is bothering me for hogging Lily all the time or something." He looked at Oliver cracking up and holding his ribs in laughter. "Yeah, I know… could you imagine Miley with a secret identity?"

Oliver laughed a few seconds more then caught and realized what Jesse had said. He not only understood it, but he comprehended it. He stopped laughing and became seriously worried that he had figured out a secret and didn't know it. After all, who but Jesse Samms who constantly saw Hannah Montana pictures all the time would slowly realize that Hannah Montana was but Miley Stewart in a blonde wig?

"What was that last thing you said?" Oliver asked.

"Could you imagine Miley with a secret identity?" Jesse repeated himself.

"Miley?" Oliver scoffed at the notion as he forced a laugh. "With a secret identity? Yeah, right!!" He turned away to the corner grimacing his face into worry realizing Miley would kill them both to keep her private life out of the tabloids.