As Emily strided into Miley's room, holding numerous amounts of Forever 21 and Urban Outfitters bags, Miley sat up promptly on her bed, folding her legs,
"What's all this?" the brunette questioned. Emily ran her slim fingers through her blonde, wavy locks,
"Its a present!" She replied, grabbing one of the many yellow bags,
"All of it?" Miley asked, her eyes wide as she saw the tag on a few of the items. Emily nodded vigurously,
"W-why?" Miley said, "My birthday isn't for 6 months!" She exclaimed, falling back onto her kings sized be, sinking in amongst the many pillows.
Emily shrugged, "I know how much you've been down lately, so me and Ari went on a shopping spree for you. She had to go home though." Emily said, perching her petite frame on the edge of Miley's mattress.
She pulled out a black, floral, satin shirt, "Okay, I know this is an 8, and your a 4, but this was so cute, and I know it'll fit." Emily said, handing the fabric to Miley. As the bags slowly emptied, there was one last item,
"A magazine?" Miley questioned, referring to the issue of TigerBeat she was holding,
"Skip to page 8..." Emily said, looking through her receipts. Miley eyed Emily suspiciously and skipped through the pages until she got to the eighth one,
"How to Get a Boy in 10 Steps?" She said questioningly. Emily nodded vigurously, "I know how much you like Nick, and he doesnt really acknowledge your presence-"
"He doesnt know I exist?" Miley inturrupted. Emily nodded slowly and looked down,
"You didnt have to put it so professionally." Miley said, reverting her eyes down to the double page spread of steps. She sighed, "Fine. I'll do it." She said. Emily squealed,
"Okay, so whats step one?" She asked, crossing her legs to face Miley on the bed,
"'Step 1: Have confidence. If you see someone slouching or looking uncomfortable with themself, would you look twice? Having confidence will give you that extra something that grabs his attention even when you don t think you re looking you best. If you ve got his attention, you've already passed the first hurdle.'" Miley read out, looking up at the blonde,
"Okay well, thats pretty simple! Be confident when you see him!"
On the following Monday, Miley decided on a pair of black combat boots, skinny jeans with tears in them and a white t-shirt with the words 'J'adore Paris' with an image of the Eiffel Tower on it, along with a black waist coat, undone of course.
She straightened her honey coloured hair and put on a light layer of powder, some mascara and watermelon lip balm,
"Bitch. Im here." Ariana said into the speaker by Miley's gates to get into her house. Miley pressed the button on her phone and the gates opened, letting Ariana park in front of the front doors of her house. Miley grabbed her large black leather messenger bag, stuffed her books, lunch and note books in there and she walked out of the house. Miley climbed into Ariana's Land Rover, where Emily was also in the back seat,
"Feel sorry for you Em, who knows what has happened in that back seat." Miley joked, looking out of the window into the sunny Californian air. It was a warm day with a slight breeze. Ariana gasped at Miley's comment and she hit her lightly with the back of her hand,
"I resent that comment!" She exclaimed, turning a left. Miley shook her head and smiled at Ariana,
"Oh guys, thanks for the stuff by the way. Its all awesome." She said, referring to the shirt and earrings she was wearing,
"No problem, I asked daddy the other day for $500, so we spent half on you, and the other half I had my hair, nails and a spa day with." Ariana said, smiling as she pulled into a space in the school car park.
Miley exhaled as she saw Nick leaning on the bonnet of his car, opposite from them. She climbed out of the Land Rover with Ariana and Emily, and she looked at Emily encouragingly. Emily smiled at her and they started walking into the school building,
"Remind me why were not popular again?" Miley mumbled to Ariana, "Because no one in this hell hole has fathomed our awesomeness and what comes with it." She said, opening her locker and taking out a History textbook,
"But come on, were rich, we have everything and yet, were still just above loser status." Emily said, looking into her small locker mirror and she touched up her lip gloss. Miley shrugged and heard the corridor doors open. She saw Nick and his two best friends walk in, Ed and Zac. Miley gulped and quickly bounced her hair up a little.
She closed her locker and leaned against it, one foot on the floor, and the other bended and sitting on the wall. She pulled her shirt down a little and she then acted natural, as if she was waiting for her friends.
Nick walked past her and noticed how hot she was. As he walked, his eyes ran up and down her and he raised his eyebrows slightly. He walked past her staring at her legs and he then diverted his eyes forward to his locker.
He opened his locker and closed it once he got his books, his eyes drifted back to Miley who was now standing straight, texting on her iPhone.
Nick licked his lips and he then realized that he had to get to class. He walked back past Miley and into a class room. Miley squealed and she looked at Ariana and Emily,
"Oh my god! The magazine was right, confidence works!" She said in a delighted tone. Emily smirked at her and then walked into the class room next to their lockers, as did Ariana. Miley suddenly realized that she was alone in the hall, so she quickly ran up the flight of stairs to English.
Once she got her seat, the teacher babbled on about similes. She squiggled her pen around her paper as she thought about what just happened.
Nick Jonas looked at her.
Step one was complete.