"She's not home, so you can turn around and head home," Jackson said as he opened the door for Lilly.
"Let me in would you?" Lilly said as she pushed her way in anyway. Miley had been looking forward to this sleepover since last week, when she planned it.
Lilly took a seat on the couch and reached for the TV remote control. Suddenly, thumping could be heard from upstairs and Miley came running towards her. "Oh my gosh, Lilly, you're here! I haven't seen you in ages!" Miley exclaimed. Jackson muttered under his breath as they exchanged information that Lilly had missed out on from going on holiday.
Their interesting conversation was soon interrupted by a loud telephone ringing. "Can you get that, Jackson?" Miley asked, she didn't to lose track of what she was talking about with Lilly. Jackson, who was at the doorway about to leave, simply ignored her demands and exited the house.
"What was that all about?" Lilly asked.
"I have no idea," Miley replied with a small laugh. She had no choice now, she had to take the call. Reluctantly, she left the couch and picked up the phone.
"Hello?" Miley answered, expecting it to be a crazy Hannah fan who took the trouble to find her phone number.
"Hi Miley, this is Chelsea, your agent?" Chelsea, the new agent that her dad had organised a few days ago, introduced.
"Oh, hi Chelsea. How are you going with the new Hannah wig?" Miley questioned.
"Do you want the good news or bad news first?" Chelsea proposed.
"I'll go with the bad news first," Miley confirmed, taking the bad news first as usual.
"Okay, so there's no blonde wigs around. I've looked all over town, it was so tiring, but I have. No-one seems to have any. They say that the blonde ones have been selling like hot cakes this week, it's weird really," Chelsea explained.
"That's alright, now for the good news?" Miley cued.
"The good news is that while I was talking to one of the store managers, they explained to me about this new special offer. The new offer is that they'll specially make 'Hannah' costumes, so people can look just about exactly like you. The hair, the face and make-up, the costumes, the everything! They'll put up a 'Miley' costume as well, just as an example display. Customers who walk past can buy that if they like, and order too. Sounds good, right?" Chelsea blabbed.
Miley stood there in silence. She couldn't believe what her agent had just done. This was a disaster. "Um, okay...? Are you sure about this?" Miley stuttered.
"Yes, of course, Miley. How could you miss this offer, it's great. I've already put in your order!" Chelsea encouraged.
"But, won't that mean the shop keeper knows my secret?" Miley asked.
"No, of course not. I mean, it would be too bad if he knew?" Chelsea answered.
"So he doesn't know?" Miley needed to make sure.
"I told you, he doesn't," Chelsea defended.
"Okay then. Listen, I have to go now. My friend, Lilly's over," Miley explained.
"Do whatever you have to do, I've got this under control. Trust me," Chelsea re-assured.
Miley put down the phone, still in shock. She made her way to the lounge room and threw herself on the couch, releasing a sigh. "This is a disaster," Miley announced to Lilly. Lilly studied her face, thinking of something she can do to help.
"Can I help?" Lilly asked after letting Miley settle down.
"It's out of hand, I just have to take it as it comes," she replied, "but let's not talk about it, alright?"
So Lilly helped Miley get the issue off her mind by talking about other subjects. They talked for hours on end, and lost track of time. It had been a while since Miley had the chance to talk to Lilly for so long since she went on a long holiday. This was a great way for her to catch up with Lilly. There seemed to be so much that Lilly had missed out on during her holiday.
The next day was different, though. Lilly had to leave early in the morning and they both had to wake up early. "Where will you be today? I might be able to meet up with you somewhere," Lilly asked as she reached for the door handle.
"I'm not sure, I might go out but I might stay at home, it depends," Miley answered as Lilly headed towards her mother's car. Lilly nodded in reply. They both agreed that they hadn't had enough time to catch up and should meet up later on today.
In the mean time, Miley sat around and paced up and down. The thought of the Hannah and Miley costumes being on sale worried her sick. She didn't want to bother Chelsea because she knew she'd be busy organising some Hannah business. Miley began to stop worrying and relax.
All was well until the phone rang. Miley rushed over, expecting it to be Chelsea. Maybe she changed her mind about the costume, anyway. "Hello?" Miley answered.
"Hey Mile, it's me, Lilly," Lilly greeted on the other end.
"Oh, hey! What's up?" Miley said feeling suprised.
"Are you in California Mall right now?" Lilly asked.
"No, I'm at home? Why?" Miley replied.
"Are you sure? I'm certain that I saw you walk right past me. I tried to say 'hi' but you didn't bother answering me," Lilly said. She was convinced that it had been Miley ignoring her.
"Well, it's not, okay? I'm at home, playing the piano," Miley justified, suspecting it might be the costume.
"No, it's a lie. I can't believe you Miley. That was you, and I'm sure of it. You were wearing the same clothes as this morning!" Lilly exclaimed, hanging up.