AN: Okay this is my first HN fic, the all Hannah Montana being blonde thing always interested me and Oliver's a fun character to write. Probably sucks but please R and R
"YOU WEAR A WIG?!"
"Miley is everything.. .okay?"
She looked up to see Oliver's brown eyes looking down at her, a slightly concerned expression on his face.
"Yes. No, I don't really know,"
Miley let her sentence drift into nothingness and heard rather then saw Oliver sit himself opposite her
"I'll take that as a yes, seeing as your hanging out at Rico's with a face as long as my arm and a barely touched Sunday in front of you."
Letting out an heavy sigh she pushed the ice-cream towards him, never one to pass up free food Oliver jumped on it with relish and finished it off alarmingly fast.
"Now then back to the not being so okay.
I can tell it's not too serious or you'd be talking to Lilly but something's definitely bothering you."
Miley let out another sigh and looked at her friend. Oliver was Oliver; the king of dumb questions, he would understand, she hoped.
"I was walking by a Hannah Montana poster today and-"
"Please don't say they've added a wart as well as a zit."
She shook her head barely managing a smile.
"No, it's just when I'm being Hannah I wear a wig-"
"YOU WEAR A WIG?!"
Miley punched is arm and Oliver mocked pain.
"Listen Oliver, part of being Hannah is that I want to be a role model-"
"Yeah a hot role model"
"Oliver listen please!
That's the problem; Most of my songs and my message are about being true to yourself, it's what's on the inside that counts. And yet I stick on a blonde wig to perform."
Oliver frowned at her and moved closer as though she was mentally ill; "No you wear a wig because you don't want the all world to know your Miley Stewart."
She shook her head wearily; he didn't understand.
"You don't get it I could have picked any colour wig, but I didn't because-"
"I thought Roxy picked-"
"OLIVER OAKEN WOULD YOU STOP INTERUPTING ME!"
Oliver drew back eyes widened in alarm and gave a squeaky sorry.
"I know I have to wear a wig for my privacy but what I'm saying is; say I didn't have to disguise myself and I was just Miley on stage, well what if that wasn't enough?
What if people only like my image. I mean look at all the iconic singers; Madonna, Marylyn, Britney.."
"Mmm I don't think you want Britney's image Miles. But now you say it yeah I guess they're all blondes, I guess they do have more fun!"
She crossed her eyes and let her voice come out sarcastically; "Gee thanks Oliver, you've made all my image issues just disappear..."
He laughed and stood up so he was looking down at her.
"I'm kidding.
Miley If you were bald people would still be singing your songs because their amazing, your message is amazing and so are you, blonde or brunette."
For the first time that day she smiled.