Lilly Truscott was walking to school with her best friend, Miley Stewart. "Listen Miles, I like someone but that someone likes a different girl. What do I do?" She asked Miley. "Do whatever you have to do... play hard to get!" Miley answered her. "Who might this someone be?" Miley asked curiously. "nosckaj..." Lilly blushed. "Who?" Miley asked confused. "Jackson." Lilly said. "You mean the rude, terrorizing, brown-haired, annoying Jackson Stewart?" Miley laughed. "Yeah" Lilly said calmly. "Ok." "Your okay with this Miley?" Lilly asked. "Yeah, I mean he likes you too." Miley giggled. "Okay... oh whats it like to be a teen popstar?" Lilly asked. "Cool" Miley said plainly. "Ok..." Lilly said. The truth is, small town girl Lilly Truscott... was superstar Angela Burbank. Angela was still not known all over, but she was making her albut 'Why Me?'. Her and Miley were entering the school. Johnny Collins walked up to Miley. "Hey Miley. Thanks for that tip on ketchup... it works!" Miley chuckled. Then Jake Ryan walked up, as Johnny walked away. "Hey Jake." Miley and Lilly said in unison. "Sup Lilly? Hey Miles." He responded. Lilly and Miley split up and walked to their lockers. Lilly twisted her lock '21,13,20'. It opened. She got her notebook, pen, history book, and hi-lighter. Miley got to her locker. '27,15,11'. It wouldnt budge. Amber and Ashley walked by. "Aww, hillbilly having trouble? Ooo tss" They said. Jake walked up...
Sorta cliffy!
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