Disclaimer: I own nothing/no one except the plot.

Picking off my nail polish never felt so entertaining. I guess that's the effect of sitting in an airport for 4 hours. You get so bored that picking your nail polish off is the most entertaining thing to do with your life. I hate the smell of airports. It's always a mixture of old people, plus airport eggs and also overly applied cologne. My mind fills with this pointless shit when I'm this bored. Every five minutes I hear the sound of planes coming in. It sounds like a landing ship. You can't even land those and it sounds like them. For once I wasn't being swarmed by paparazzi, maybe because it's 3 in the morning. But hell, those low-lives never sleep. Mom was asleep in the chair next to me. Brandi was asleep on the other side of me with Noah asleep on her lap. I couldn't sleep. Something was just poking me in the back of the mind. But I really couldn't tell what the hell it was.

After I finished picking off all 10 fingers, I got out my phone. I knew Mandy would kill me if I called her at 3 in the morning so that slices her outta the cake. The only person I used to know I could call anytime had left me. Completely disowned me and stripped me out of his life. Nick Jonas. He and his brothers have been bastards ever since Nick broke up with me. I honestly didn't do anything to them. Now that they made a group with Demi and Selena, they act like those whores actually have talent. And what the hell is with those teams? I've never been friends with Demi, not because I didn't like her, but because I honestly had no idea who she was. I heard all these rumors about her attempting to be me, but I just didn't care. Then I finally met her. All the rumors were true. She's a wannabe.

Selena wasn't that bad in the beginning, to be honest. Then she started hanging with Demi. She went bitch. Now I know I probably sound harsh, but it's the truth. An announcement came onto the intercom. Yes at 3 in the morning. "Everyone boarding the plane to Los Angeles please make your way to gate B." The man said over the intercom. "Mom wake up." I said nudging her. "Hmm?" She asked. "Plane's here." I said. She tapped Brandi on the shoulder and she woke up. "Plane's here." I repeated. She nodded and stood up, Noah still attached to her neck. I grabbed my bag and I got Brandi's for her. We made our way from the chairs to the gate. "Thank you." I said as the lady scanned my ticket. I really didn't feel like speaking to anyone, but I was taught my manners and used them… most of the time.

I walked through the terminal with about 13 people behind me, including mom and Brandi with Noah. I got on the plane and looked at my tickets. First class: again. I walked up to the first row and sat down. Never the window seat. Oh my God I hate those. I mean seriously, what if someone sets off a bomb? I'd be the first that would blow up because it would go through the window. What if someone throws a rock and it broke the window? It would hit my head.

"Noie sit down." Brandi said as she placed her in the seat next to me. The window seat. Haha, loser.

Noah's eyes slowly opened and she yawned. "Where are we?" She asked.

"Plane." I said. "We're going home."

She smiled. "Where is my Nintendo DS?" She asked.

"It's in my bag." Brandi said. "And where would that be, Miley?"

"How come you all always blame me?" I asked. Brandi shot me a glare.

"Because you always do it." She said as I gave her, her bag.

"What's going on now?" Mom asked sitting down across from me, next to Brandi.

"Miley took my bag again." Brandi said taking out a magazine bigger then the bible.

"It was only because you had Noah! God Brand, I'm not out to get you." I said crossing my arms.

"You two, stop it." Mom said. "Since when do you read?"

"Since Robert Pattinson made the cover of this magazine." Brandi said showing mom the cover.

"The Twilight dude?" I asked.

"Yes, Miley." She sighed.

"You have a boyfriend, you know." I said.

"But every girl needs to have a celebrity crush!" She laughed.

"Hardy, hardy har!" I said.

"Come on Miley. Just because you dated your celebrity crush then he broke up with you…" Brandi said.

"That's enough Brandi." Mom said seeing me get upset.

"Just because my boyfriend broke up with me and you still have one, it doesn't give you the exception to be a bitch!" I said to Brandi.

"Miley just swore!" Noah said pointing at me.

"Miles, no more cussing." Mom said.

"Sorry mom." I sighed. "Sorry Noah."

I sighed loudly, got out my iPhone and set it to music. I scrolled down and found The Maine's album and set it to random.

I rested my head on the head rest as I buckled my seat belt. I really hated hearing those miserable flight attendants blab on about how to buckle a seat belt. All the four year olds on this plane have their mothers to fasten their seat belts.

I slowly closed my eyes to the wonderful words of I Must Be Dreaming. I let my mind fill with the thoughts of when I had fans, when people didn't call me a slut and the times I was with Nick. I dreamed about him often. I knew it probably wasn't the healthiest thing. But I really have just numbed my brain- I've never truly got over him.

I know I really need to get over him, but the way he loved me… I'm not gonna find that again. I called him names and we said stuff we didn't mean. We acted like everything was fine afterwards, but the truth is we were and never will be the same.

Nick and his brothers swore they would never change how they felt for me after the break-up. But that was all lies. They met Demi and Selena. They took over them. Brainwashing everything out of their minds. The second Joe stopped believing in me, I was distraught. Kevin took Demi and Selena's side, I cried for 3 days. Nick stopped loving me, caring about me and taking up for me, I didn't know what to do with myself. I cried non-stop for a month.

He was my first love. I always have felt that God put someone on this earth to be my soul mates. For two years, I thought and knew Nick was that person. You win some, you loose some. But I lost something I really didn't need to loose. I'm only a kid, yes, but I found love young. But I let it slip away. I remember that terrible night as if it was yesterday.

Flashback

"Miley can I talk to you for a second?" Nick asked me pulling me to the side.

"Sure Nicky. Make it quick though, I have to get ready for the-" Nick cut me off with a shocking sentence.

"I think we should break up." He said, eyes closed.

My mouth dropped. "What?" I asked biting my lip.

"I think we should break up, Smiles." He always called me that when he felt terrible.

I took a deep breath as a tear made its way down my once made-up cheek. "Okay Nick." I said grasping my own hand.

"I love you, Miley." Nick said putting his hand on my shoulder.

"I knew this was too good to be true." I said shrugging his hand off my shoulder.

"Miley, wig time!" Mom called from a far.

"Goodbye Nick." I said turning around and walking away. This was one time when I just wanted to go home and cry and I couldn't. Because I had to go on stage and make all my fans happy. I had to put on a happy giddy act and pretend that I was okay. And I had to sing with Nick. When right now all I wanted to do was punch him. Then hug him and cry into his chest. And he comfort me… but that couldn't happen. He dumped me.

My eyes shot open as I once again dreamt about that night. I had only been asleep for 8 minutes, even though it felt like 8 hours. I never found out why Nick dumped me and I've pondered it ever since. He took my happiness when he left. He took the shine from my eyes. He took the love of my life. "We are about to take off." The air hostess said over the intercom. "Enjoy your flight."

Air ports always make me think of Nick. He first asked me out at an airport. He asked me to be his girlfriend at an air port. Thank God he didn't break up with me at an air port. I played around with my hair as the plane started to rumble. We were taking off. I loved the feel of being so high up above everything. It makes me feel, happy.

I shut my eyes and tried to think about everything besides Nick. It worked. I imagined the world if it were everything but Nick. I was finally fast asleep- at peace. Mind over matter is what my granddad would say. Mind over matter.