Changes
By: Emilia Henderson
It was a gorgeous Saturday morning and Miley lay in her bed, half asleep dreaming about what it would be like to just be Miley all the time. If she were Miley all the time there'd be no need for the exhausting concert rehearsals that left her worn out and ragged. She'd be able to spend more time with her friends in the summer instead of having to spend long hours in a recording studio. There'd be no paparazzi, no hate mail and no need to sacrifice time with her family for anything. There'd be no need for Hannah.
Would there ever be a day when she wouldn't have to worry about being Hannah? Would there ever be a day when she could throw in the towel and just be Miley again?
Her thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of her alarm clock. It was 1:00 a.m. Today was going to be a busy Hannah day. Actually, tomorrow was the real busy day. Today was just a fly into New York day.
Tomorrow she was going to be on four of the hottest talk shows in New York… all in the same day. After that there was an AIDS benefit concert she'd be performing at in Times Square. She also had to meet with her manager to figure out which songs she'd be singing for the international tour she'd be starting three days later. Then she'd be going over to her fashion consultants store "New York Heights" to get a whole new wardrobe lined up for the tour. She dreaded it all, well, almost all of it. Lily and Oliver would be coming with her. Lilly would be Lola Loffenburger, (or was it Leftniggle?) the witty heiress and Oliver was going to be Omar O'Keefe, a rising rock star. Before they all left, Roxie, who had been an up and rising hair stylist before becoming a body guard, would do his hair and make him actually look the part of a rock star.
Miley was still lying in her bed when her dad came in to see if she had woken up. Miley pretended to still be asleep as he quietly crept into her room. He knelt down beside her and smoothed back her hair.
He gently kissed her cheek and whispered, "I know its early Bud, but you gotta get up and face the day. The limo's comin' in about two hours and Roxie is already here, ready to make you Hannah."
Miley groaned.
"I know it's hard. I know you don't want to be Hannah for too much longer. But think about all the lives you've touched through your music and through the charity work you've done. You never would have been able to help as many people as you have if you weren't Hannah. Things are going to be tough sometimes, just as they always have been. But when you feel like you just can't do it anymore, think of all the cool things you've been able to do for people throughout your years as Hannah. Think about your main purpose for being in this business; to be able to impact others and the world in a good way through your God-given gift of song."
Miley looked up at him pleadingly.
"Look Bud, I've run out of inspirational things to tell you, so if you aren't up in five seconds the lights are going on and the covers are coming off."
Before Robbie could even start counting down, Miley was up and running down the stairs asking Roxie which wig she should wear.