Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana.

Zombie Slayer. That was his nick name. Everyone was fawning over him the day he set foot in Seaview Middle School. The famous, cute, actor. Every guy wanted to be his best friend and every girl wanted to date him. Everyone loved Jake Ryan, the Zombie Slayer.

I slipped on a pair of lavender, fuzzy, slippers. It was still dark out as I made my way out onto my balcony with a cup of steaming hot tea (green tea to be exact) in hand. I hadn't slept well at all the night before. I looked out over the park that was across from my balcony. Everything was so peaceful that day. Well, everything with the exception of my heart and mind. Jake Ryan, for some reason, had overtaken my thoughts and feelings the last few days... and I had no idea why.

I took a sip of the herbal drink and sighed. The memories of him came flooding back as I saw the first few beams of the sun peaking over the trees in the park. The first one to come back was when I first saw his show, Zombie High.

Lilly was staying over that night (it was before her parents split up). She needed a refuge from the fighting. We were sitting on the couch and she was channel surfing when she stopped. We saw a cute, blond kid, kicking what looked like zombies around a school bathroom. We were both intrigued by this and decided to watch more of the show.

We soon, caught onto his catch phrase "Dude, I slayed you once, don't make me slay you again!"

After the episode we saw, Lilly was in her little, fan girl crush mode. She was hugging the remote control gushing over how cute that Zombie Slayer was. She talked about how she found his hair so good looking, and how it looked really soft, like a cloud or cotton candy. She also rambled on how it looked super silky, like a piece of silk (not one of her better analogy). Even though it did get on my nerves a little, I was still happy about it, she had gotten out of the 'funk' that her parents' fighting always put her in.

I took another sip of my tea. By now the sun was risen almost half way above the trees in the park. The sky was now a beautiful shade of pink. It reminded me of the sunrise that appeared the day I had met Jake Ryan at school, when he transferred to Seaview Middle School. He was such a cocky jerk! But, for some unexplained reason, I was intrigued by it.

I looked out as the sun was now getting higher and higher in the sky. It was breath taking. Still, memories of him kept coming back. I soon remembered when I guest stared on Zombie High and ended up kissing Demon Dog because I didn't want to kiss that 'cocky jerk.' Oh how I regret that day. If I could, I would go back in time and stop myself from ever talking to the director and being able to kiss those, sweet, beautiful lips.

Then there was the heart wrenching day when he kissed me then told me that he was going away to Romania to film a movie. I wanted to kick him in the shins when he told, but seeing as we were sitting on a rail, I decided it'd be easier to push him off. So I did. I then spent all of his time away trying to get over him.

When he came back, Lilly didn't help much. She was all wrapped up in how he parachueted down to the beach and gave me 'chocolates from the sky.' He almost became a stalker (well, it seemed that way). He actually showed up at my house in a suit of armor. I can't help but to laugh whenever I think of the day he came clamoring into my living room! He really did want me back.

I thought about a few more memories of him, like the night I told him I was Hannah Montana and the when he tried be normal for me. I thought of when Lilly and I sabotaged the whole thing with Mikayla and tried to stop that movie or show or whatever it was from happening with her in it.

I sighed as I looked at the rising sun in the east. Everything hadn't been going my way. It had been five years since I last saw him. It was the day that he had come back from Antarctica, well more specifically the day he came back to school after being in Antarctica for that one movie. He was so ecstatic to be back in a warm climate. He joked about attempts to keep warm, they would grab random penguins and hug them.

Then there was the day, that he broke my heart. He said he didn't mean to. He said he didn't want to. He said. That's all that mattered, he said and he did! He told me it wasn't his fault and that she kissed him. Like that isn't an old excuse. Like very guy who's dating a girl and kisses another one hasn't used that excuse to get out of it... although deep down, I wish I had given him a second chance now. He probably has some girlfriend now and hasn't even thought of me since we parted ways that fateful day.

"Miss Stewart?" I heard a voice call from behind me. I turned around and saw my assistant standing in the door way to my bedroom. "You need to get ready for your shoot today."

I nodded at her and watched as she turned around and went back into my house. If only, I hadn't made that mistake in high school, then maybe Jake and I would be together today.

A/N: First installment of a two-shot. The next chapter will be in Jake's point of view. And in case you didn't catch on, this is placed about, maybe five to six years in the future. Please review!