"Miley?" Nick Jonas asked as he was sitting on her bedroom floor.
"What, Nick? I really don't have time to talk. If you would help me pack maybe… You know what? I'm really sorry for being snappy but moving to Los Angeles to fulfill my dream is just a really big change. Yes, I'm going to miss you and Joe and Frankie and even Kevin, but this is something I need to do. I guess Wyckoff, New Jersey just isn't big enough anymore. I'm really sorry." Miley and Nick were next door neighbors here in New Jersey. They were also best friends. Nick had a thing for Miley, but she was completely oblivious.
She was moving to Hollywood to become a star. Singing was her passion, but all of her family and friends knew that she would do anything to get on the front page of a magazine. If singing didn't work, she was going to try acting, but she wanted to go straight for the big screen.
"I need to talk to you about something important that'll happen while your away. We're m-"
"Don't tell me. I can't be stressed out before I go. Do you want me to get a pimple?"
"No, Miley! Listen to me!"
"No! You listen to me! I think that you're jealous. You have no clue what's going on with my life, Jonas! I thought you were my friend! Get out!"
"No! Miley, you don't understand!"
"I don't think I want to either! Tell Joe I said 'bye' because I am not going to waste my time over you guys." As Miley left the room with her suitcases, Nick sat there in horror. He couldn't believe what just happened. It wasn't supposed to happen. He was supposed to leave and so was Miley and then they were never supposed to see each other again. They were supposed to end their friendship on a happy note.
While Miley was leaving for Los Angeles, Nick would be leaving for Florida. Miley would never know that now. The Jonas family went to watch the Cyrus family depart, and as Miley stepped on to the plane, her fate was sealed. She thought she was going to be living the high life in Beverly hills, and she was, but little did she know she might never see Nick again.