Authors Notes: This story is my first Hannah Montana story with the characters Lilly, Oliver, Jackson, Miley, and Robby, so please be kind. This was a summer project from 2007 and recently I wanted to share it with you, the fans. This story also includes OC characters. All copyrights are respectfully acknowledge to Disney Channel, and Hannah Montana, I do not own anything by my own story the plot. This story is about Hannah Montana and her normal self as Miley Stewart. What if you lived your life never knowing that somewhere in another reality you were everything, something magical! How will Miley lead her life knowing somewhere this life, so unbelievable will be more than just a life to her, it will be her destiny!

The Viridian Trace

Chapter One: Mystic

Miley was finding it unbelievable difficult these days even paying attention to the singing teachers lecture over how many musical notes in a measure wasn't easy along with her to-do list today which contained a mound of homework and a fitting for her dress to the 2007 Pop Music Choice Award Show. She caught a quick glimpse of what her teacher was saying before glancing down at the page in her hand.

"So the sixtieth beat is repeated…"

What is this feeling?

So lost, choices made, something feels lost

In the norm.

She has been scribbling on the paper for the past hour but did it really mean anything? Oh forget it! This feeling she talked about was pointless, for a few weeks she felt different, but not in a rock-star way in the pit of her stomach deep within her.

"Now if you carry the eighth beat over the bass, what would that sound like? Hannah? Hello? Hello!"

"Um…what--it would sound like..." She trying to sound like she knew what she was talking about.

"You're not paying attention? For your information it would sound like this. Don't let no small frustrations ever bring you down." Her teacher snag to her before trying herself to full height and towering over Miley. "Is there a reason you're not paying attention?"

"I'm what? Oh no, its just that I would really like to try singing the chorus." Miley said scratching her blonde wig, and trying to sound as kind as possible.

"There is no chorus because you haven't gotten around to finishing the song, it's a work in progress, and I see that we really ought to stop for today, obviously!" The teacher said irate gathering her books and bags and walking out of the door, her nose high in the air.

"No, no Libby I--" Miley said picking up speed trying to apologize but found it was too late, her dad was standing there looking at the door, her eyes burning, his mouth hanging open.

"Great, now she's ticked off at me and I cannot think straight anyways. What else is going to happen today?" Miley said to herself, her emotions getting the better of her and leaving a sour taste in her mouth, she walked back to her room.

"Hey Miley!" Lilly called from the front step of her house stairs.

"Hello Lilly…" She remarked before shutting her bedroom door and threw her blonde wig off her head. She felt for the secret wardrobe behind her normal closet, glad to enter this safe heaven.

"You look tired, what's up?" Her friend said plopping down on her shoe-shaped chair flipping her blonde hair with her right hand.

"Nothing I can explain, listen I have a Hannah fitting at five tonight do you think you can tell Oliver I cannot lend him my book for English until than?" She said hardly glancing at her friend rubbing her eyes.

"Um…that's a no!" Lilly said not sounding like herself, her voice cracking a bit.

"Why Lilly? You have his cell phone--"

"No I don't mean that that, I mean… oh haven't you heard?" She asked as if it was not important.

"No? What?" Miley said finally turning to her best friend her brown hair looking almost pitch black for a minute but as Lilly tried t figure out why, she must have blinked and it looked like it always did.

"Well, he had to go out of town for a few days, he told me this three days ago, I thought he told you! A fishing trip with his…" Lily said looking down at her nails, without a hint of worry, Miley was clearly thrown for a loop.

"WHAT? I guess well…He's just being so distant lately!" Miley yelled, Lilly looked up.

"Miley, I thought you knew…and besides it's just Oliver!" Lilly explained as calm as she could.

"Just Oliver? Just Oliver?" Miley shouted back again this time mimicking Lilly's voice, she didn't know why she was being so defensive about him. "I think I care what people do…"

"Woah Miley!" Lilly said jumping out of the chair and walking towards Miley. "Breathe in, breathe out. All better now?"

"Whatever! I have to do something really important so I'll call you after my fitting." Miley said turning her back towards Lilly and moving farther into the closet.

"Are you sure Miley?" Lily asked moving towards the closet doors, her eyebrows furrowed and hurt written all over her face.

"Yeah I'm fine, don't worry about me." Miley said in a much more quite tone, almost a whisper.

Lilly wasn't so sure.

Neither was Miley.

The truth was she felt Oliver had everything to do with her feeling this way. But nothing explained her sore stomach pain, nothing at all.

But far away, where nothing ever seemed to happen sat Oliver closing in on his destination. He knew what was wrong with Miley and he had to just bring it closer to her reality. Together they could finally piece together the answers.

The sun peeked in through the open window illumination Miley's chestnut locks. She rolled over basking in the rays, enjoying the feeling that the weekend was here at last, well just as son as she had a conference call with her assistant stage director and called to apologize to her voice teacher. She wondered why her brain was buzzing with emotional turmoil and knew I was the way she handled everything yesterday. She hadn't called Lilly all night, and her voice teacher had by sheer luck talked to her father who corrected the situation by calling it a "rock-star" moment but that still didn't make it okay. She kept moving around during her fitting so bad that the rayon snagged and to make matters worse Oliver was still not returning her text messages. She extended her arm and closed it around her Sidekick cell phone. Glancing at the time she thought she would give it another shot this time sending a message to both Lilly and Oliver.

Guess what? I had a rock-star moment. I hope you'll forgive me for being distant and not like myself. Hope to hear from you soon.

-Miley

"But wait, its Oliver who's being distant not Miley or Hannah!" She thought to herself rolling her eyes. She crawled out of bed and began to brush her hair.

Oliver meanwhile knew what he had to do. He had done it so many times before but a black heel stood in his path. He tried to ignore it but it wouldn't budge. He looked up and was face to face with a person, a girl.

"Hello, excuse me I must be off…" He remarked not really noticing the person at first.

"Hello Oliver!" She spat, her voice thick as honey, but it didn't sound sweet at all.

"Do I know you?" He asked taking in her full features, his heart beating against his chest.

"No but I know you!" She let out a smile, or what would have passed as a smile had this been a pleasant meeting.

She looked almost exactly like Miley it was scary! Except the hair and the color of the eyes. Everything about them from their eyelashes to their pupil spelled evil. They were hooded brown like drops of chocolate. Her hair lay over her shoulders a blanket of black her highlights were Miley's precious chestnut brown however her voice spook those of Miley each note. So true but so full of hate. Oliver didn't know they would get closer and not in a good way either. She wore denim pants a sheer black top over a black laced tank top and black mini-skirt completed her look. He gave off an air of a girl with a mission, and her lips caked in deep red lipstick.

"Um, yeah well I got to…" He said dazed and confused.

"Be going? Rather you than I." She snicked her lips together, her lower lip twitching slightly.

Oliver made to keep going but she raised her hand stopping him in his tracks, he tried to by pass her again but found an invisible barrier stop his attempts.

"How dare you!" He remarked astonished, she only just got a laugh at his expense.

Smoke filled Oliver eye vision a crisp vivid purple hue. He choked back trying not to let in his lungs.

"Dare is my middle name!" She released her hand from midway above her hest and winked at Oliver vanishing a minute later, with a small pop.

Oliver took to a run, thinking of her resemblance, something wasn't right.

"How could she use magic against me?" He said aloud, the wind listening hard, he turned the corner of the pathway, looking at the sign and smiled.

Cat's Wild 1 mile.

End of Chapter one! I want to thank you for reading this first off. Oliver is not on a fishing trip as you may have gathered, and yes he does have magical abilities! So what does this have to do with Miley? Who is this mysterious stranger walking around that looks like her? Find this out and more in chapter two. I would really appreciate it if you could just leave me a review and tell me what you think! I'll be posting the 2nd chapter tomorrow!

Until Chapter Two rock your life! Bye!