Hey guys it's Memekeykey here, or you can call me Jay whatever works. This is a story I've had saved for some time now, and so I was like why not post it. Anyway I'm new at the whole writing thing so bear with me; lol. And it's called "Let the Truth Be Told". Please review; let me know how I'm doing, and what you think. Well here's the first chapter; hope you enjoy.

Miley's P.O.V.

Today is the first day of the 11th grade. Another year has gone by, I mean with my Hannah Montana secret; things go by so fast. Every year when school starts my dad gets me a new diary. Although I haven't got it yet. He usually gives it to me the day before school, but oh well maybe he forgot. he has a lot on his plate, I mean with all the Hannah Montana rehearsal and recording planning he's got a lot to deal with; to be thinking about "one little diary." But anyway, my dairy's… A way for me to let my feelings out without hurting anyone else's; so I guess it works.

And like my mom always said "If you can avoid hurting someone, that's all that counts." I really miss her. She died in a car accident when I was 13. Right before she died her last words to me in the hospital were "Always keep your head up high and a smile on that beautiful face so that the sun can shine." So every time I'm feeling kinda down, I think of her words. And so now it's just me, my dad, and my dog Rikki. I love Rikki she's a husky. I'm the only child, although I would like a brother or sister or both, but I don't think that's going to happen.

"Hey Bud come and eat breakfast in about 45 minutes. If you want to be on time for your first day at school." My daddy said, with a strong southern accent.

"I'm coming… Hold your horses cowboy!"

I took a shower, brushed my teeth and washed my face. Picked out the hottest and coolest outfit from my closet, which was a jean skirt, and a graphic t-shirt that said, Fire up. And then I put on a bracelet, belt, necklace, and some cute rings. The necklace has silver cursive letters depicting the name Miley between a silver chain. My mom and dad gave it to me when I was 10 years old, for my birthday. I don't really wear makeup, so I put on lip gloss, eyeliner and mascara; then I did my hair. I put it in a ponytail. By the time I was done, I had 10 minutes to spare. I realized I didn't bother to turn on my cell phone. I walked over to my cell (on the nightstand) turned it on and had 14 missed calls. It was Lilly….

"Hey Miley, Come on down so you can eat." My Dad said.

"Can I just call Lilly first?" I asked.

"No, you can talk to her at school. Now come and eat before your food gets cold."

"Okay." I said, now getting annoyed. I grabbed my cell and headed down stairs.

As I made my way into the kitchen. I said. "You know, I could of just text her… I could've told her I couldn't talk at the time or something."

"Good to see you to…" he said, sarcastically.

"I'm sorry it's just that Lilly called 14 times and-,"

"Did she… Bother to leave a message?" He asked, cutting me off.

"Well no, But it must be something important..."

I thought to myself, "what could it be that made her call 14 times, what did she have to tell me so bad, that couldn't wait for school and what did she want?"

"Miles…. Miles…Miley!!!" Dad said, trying to snap me back to reality.

"I'm here, I'm here!!!" I said, as my eyes widen.

"Okay… well did you hear what I said?" He asked, knowing I was completely spaced out.

"Umm…. No, not really; sorry."

"You kids these days." He said, shaking his head.

"Hey, I said I was sorry. And for your info I'm not a kid I'm a teen in the 11th grade; thank you very much!" I said all sassy like. "Anyway…It's time for me to head off to school."

"But you didn't even eat your food."

"I'll grab something out of the vending machine at school!" I yelled, as I ran upstairs to get my car keys, and purse. From my room.

"I hope you know, that food is fattening." He yelled, up to me.

"True. But, I can get an apple or something. And besides I hope you know I'm not the one who has stopped working out…." I said, walking downstairs. Once I got down to the main floor I taped my dad's belly.

"Hey... I hurt my back doing those sit-ups." He implied.

"Whatever you say daddy… Well I should get going, so I'll see you when I get home."

"Okay, but before you go I got you something" he said, pulling out a black furr covered diary, with my name on the cover, in big purple bold letters with green pages, along with a silver and gold ribbon. "I knew you love those 5 colors so... here you go." He said, as he handed me the diary.

"Dad I love it; it's so pretty!" I said, in a high pitched voice; forgetting all about Lilly and her calls.

"I'm glad you like it. Oh and I'm sorry for the little delay. I had it custom made for you; and that's why I was a little late this time." He explained, with a smile on his face.

"And to think I thought he forgot." I thought to my self.

My dad always loves to see me happy, and that smile I gave him completed his day, he said it look just like the ones my mom gave him.

"Oh my gosh look at the time, like I said, I got to go but I'll see you when I get home. Thanks for the gift though, I love it!"

"Okay bud, see you then. Have a good day at school!" He said, as he chuckled. He knows I hate being late for anything.

"Thanks, Bye...." I replied, running out the door.

I hopped in my car turned up the tunes and drove heading off to my first day of school. After about 2 minutes of being on the road, I remembered Lilly's calls, and now I was in a rush to get to school…

So there you go. I'll be posting the next one up soon. Oh and don't forget to review please XD..... And the next one will be better, so please stick with me.