A/N: I do not own anything used in this story. Everything belongs to their rightful owners.
"You gotta scream until there's nothing left;
With your last breath;
Say here I am; Here I am.
Make em listen;
Cause there is no way you'll be ignored;
Not anymore.
Say here I am;
Here I am; Here I am; Here I am.
You only get one life to work it,
So who cares if it's not perfect.
Say 'it's close enough to perfect for me'.
Why should you hide from the thunder?
And the lightening that your under,
Cause there ain't nobody else you want to be…
If how your living isn't working;
There's one thing that`ll help.
You got to finally just stop searching;
To find yourself."
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It was Miley's second day at school. She walked in through the doors, her knee length skirt bouncing around her long legs, and her plain white shirt just complimenting both, the outfit and her beauty.
One day at school, and already Miley had become well-known; thanks to her personality and the way she viewed the world. She walked up to her locker to find Mitchie already there. "Hey!" she greeted cheerfully. Mitchie turned to look at her and smiled. "Hi!"
Miley opened her locker, dumping her bag inside, "What's up?" "Oh, not much. I was just waiting for Alex and Lilly to arrive." Mitchie replied casually. As if on cue, the two girls arrived. "Hi guys." Alex greeted with Lilly trailing behind her.
There was something about Lilly… that wasn't the same as the rest of them. Miley smiled politely, "Hey, I'm Miley." Lilly nodded and smiled back, "I'm Lilly. I heard about you." "Already?" Miley said playfully and Lilly joked back, "Word travels fast around here."
The girls spent the little time talking and laughing before the bell rang. "See you guys later…?" Miley asked, pulling herself off her position where she had been leaning against the locker. Alex nodded, "Later!" Miley shot them a smile as she walked away.
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Miley walked into her first period that morning; English. She found an empty spot and rushed to claim it. She sat down and pulled her books out. The teacher entered the class. A white haired old woman, dressed in typical 'teacher' attire. A pair of spectacles sitting delicately on her crooked nose, she reminded Miley greatly of her dead grandmother.
"Good morning, class." She said in a voice that seemed way too solid for her appearance. The class muttered back, "Good morning Mrs. Calvin." She nodded with a smile and pushed her glasses up her nose.
"Today, we will be doing something special and fun…" Fun in English? Yeah, right. (A/N: I LOVE English class, just to make it clear. :p My favorite class of all time, to be exact.) "We will be pairing up in twos… to write a poem about a topic of your choice!" she announced with a big smile. The class groaned, and she played fake disappointment.
"Aw, come on you guys!" she said, and then laughed. "You will pair up with the person you're next to, starting from the top of the class to the bottom. Quick!" she said, waving her hands. Miley liked this teacher already.
When Miley's turn came, she turned around in her seat to find her partner. A curly-haired boy was looking back at her. Hmm… pretty cute, Miley thought. Miley smiled. "Hi, I'm Miley!" He smiled back, "I'm Nick."
Something clicked in Nick's head, "Hey, aren't you the one who embarrassed Jesse yesterday?" "Who?" Miley crinkled her nose in confusion. "—OH!" Nick nodded amusedly. "Yup, and I gotta say, you're the first one to say anything like that to him." Miley shrugged nonchalantly, "So, you're supposed to be a 'popular'?" she questioned playfully. "Yeah, but I'm the nice kind…" he winked. "Oh, are you?" she retorted, giggling. They didn't even know they were flirting with each other.
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"Ok, how about this? 'You'll be my love-monkey no matter what'!" Miley offered with a laugh. They had decided on writing about the obvious most popular topic; love. "Seriously? Love-monkey?!" Nick asked her skeptically. Miley nodded playfully.
Nick shook his head incredulously, "Oh, I'm sorry. Maybe I missed the fact that we were writing about love between animals." She rolled her eyes, "Oh ha-ha, genius." Nick smiled, "Let's see you try better than that!" she challenged teasingly. "Oh you will."
Nick closed his eyes, his face grew thoughtful. Miley watched him the whole time, a smile on her face. "'I'll be your candle; offer you light so you may not stumble.'" Her smile grew wider. But she quickly wiped it off. Nick shot her a triumphant look.
"Alright, alright. You are good. So, like, do I let you write the whole thing by yourself and just sign my name at the end?" she asked hopefully. Nick laughed, "No way." "Darn." She muttered, sounding insanely cute.
There was something different about her, although he'd already learnt that the day before.
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Later on, Miley exited the restroom at lunch. She saw Lilly walking from across the empty hallway, looking down at her feet. She was about to open her mouth to call Lilly when she heard someone else do it for her. Lilly's head snapped up and her eyes grew nervous.
Miley frowned and turned to find a group of kids standing there. She spotted that other guy in the crowd… Jesse? So she assumed that they were the supposed 'popular' kids. She wondered where Nick was. A blonde girl stood in the front, smirking.
Her eyes shot back to Lilly. They walked closer to her. "Lilly! Oh MY Gosh! Have you seen what you're wearing?! Quick, alert the fashion police! Aw, is poor little mommy way too dead to buy you some good clothes?" she said, still smirking. Lilly's mom was dead? And how in the world could anyone make fun of that?!
Lilly looked furious, her face bright red. "How dare you—" she started angrily, but was cut off by the blonde by her pouring her drink all over Lilly's head. Miley gasped as Lilly stood there stunned. Miley had watched enough.
Miley walked fast and steady towards them, her own face red with anger. Lilly looked up and shook her head rapidly, but she ignored her. Miley turned to the blonde who was watching her with an adamant expression on her face.
"How can you be so cruel?!" she exclaimed at her. The blonde casually looked down at her nails, "And who do you think you are?" she asked Miley. "I am a human, just like you are. And so is Lilly, you had no right to say any of that to her!"
"The loser deserves it, she brings disgrace to the school any—" Miley got so angry that she couldn't control her anger anymore. She brought her hand up and the echo of Miley's palm making contact with the blonde's cheek was followed by a chorus of gasps.
Miley breathed fast, her eyes narrowed. Lilly stared at her in shock. And the blonde glared at her, her expression dazzled like she wasn't sure what had just happened. I'm sure that doesn't happen often… Miley thought.
"You-You--!" "Come on, Lilly." Miley cut her off, taking hold of her new friend's wrist and pulling her along. "This is not over." The blonde growled, her eyes narrowed.
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Later that day; Miley sat in her room all alone except if you could count her dog. Her dog; Sophie, sat on her lap as she scratched her behind the ears. She could have done her homework or finished unpacking, but she was way too caught up in her thoughts to concentrate enough to get either done.
She though about Lilly, and what had happened that day; she thought about the other kids. She was taken aback by the cold-heartedness. Back in her school in NY, everybody was everybody's friend. There were mean kids and all, but not as bad as this.
This all brought her thoughts back to him… Nick. He had seemed so very sweet and charming and all in English. But then, it could all have easily been an act. After all, he was a guy. And since his friends were mean, did it make him the same?
Ugh, Miley thought. She stood up and walked out of the room, leaving Sophie alone, chasing her tiny little tail. She made her way down the stairs to find her mom checking the mail on the table. "I'm gonna take a walk, alright mom?" she said and walked out. "Ok, sweetie. Don't get lost!" her mom called back, half teasing.
Miley didn't know where to go so she decided to take a walk, and if possible, make some new friends in the neighborhood. She looked around herself as she walked, finding that most of the houses were almost similar looking as hers. The neighborhood seemed like a friendly place.
And as she was looking around, walking forward, she suddenly felt someone slam onto her legs. She looked down startled to find a little boy with curly black hair looking up at her, his eyes wide with innocence. (A/N: Frankie's like only five in this story, kay? Dang, now I gave it away! Lol.)
"Oh no! I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, kneeling down to help him up. The little boy smiled at her, she smiled back. "What's your name, cutie?" she asked him, touching the tip of his nose to make him giggle. "Frankie."" Nice to meet you, Frankie. I'm Miley." She told him.
"Frankie!" they both heard someone yelling, sounding desperate. The boy's head whipped to the direction as Miley looked forward as well, only for her to find herself looking at an extremely frantic looking Nick running towards them, panting.
Miley stood up and brushed her jeans as Nick came to a halt besides them, panting hard. "You caught me Nick!" the little boy cried happily, looking up at his older brother proudly. "Yeah…" he muttered, shifting his gaze to Miley.
"Hey." He smiled. She frowned with no reply. "Hi…?" he repeated, confused. Miley closed her eyes for a moment. "Listen, I'm not exactly in the mood for 'popular' people…" she said, harsh. "I'm sorry, what?" Nick asked her, once again, confused.
"Do you take part in the bullying or is your job to be just charming and break hearts? Cause you look like a heartbreaker." She didn't even know from where all this was coming from. "Oh… So, you were the 'brunette with too much smart for yourself'? Quote: Chloe." He informed her. She shrugged, "I guess."
They stayed silent; neither knew what to say. The little boy looked up at the older kids, confused as to what was happening. "Listen…" Nick started, breaking the silence. "I… honestly, I didn't even know about all this until today?" "How can you not, they're your fiends!" "I don't know… I didn't, alright?"
She shrugged again. "Alright." "You don't believe me, do you?" "What does it matter?" He shrugged, imitating her, "Because I like you." She almost smiled at that, but stopped herself beforehand. She definitely liked him as well. But of course she wasn't about to tell him that!
Her eyebrows raised, "Really? And are you always so open?" "Hmm…" he pretended to think, "Not really. So that must mean you have special powers or something!" He gasped teasingly. She couldn't help but crack a smile at that.
He smiled at her, "I'm sorry, on behalf of my… friends." She sighed, "Don't apologize to me. Ask your 'friends' to apologize to mine. When Lilly forgives them, I will." "Wow, you're impossible." He muttered light-heartedly. "What can I say, I'm difficult." He smiled at that.
"Hey, do you live here?" she asked suddenly. "Yup," he replied, pointing at a house not far from hers. "That's great. That's mine." She pointed to hers. "Really? Awesome!" he exclaimed. "Now don't get too excited about that, my dog bites." She threatened, wiggling her eyebrows.
"Seriously?" Nick asked, scared, apparently. Miley laughed, "Nah, she's the most harmless little thing. You should come meet her!" she said. Nick smiled back, nodding.
"Nick, you coming?!" Frankie exclaimed, finally growing out of patience and tugging on his arm. He looked down and took his brother's hand. "Well, we better get going…" he said, looking back up at Miley. She nodded, ruffling the little boy's hair, "Bye Frankie, bye Nick." The three went their ways with smiles on their faces.
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A/N: Again, that was not exactly the best chapter I've written… but I wanted to write it fast and post it… :) Plus, PLENTY of Niley in here. I used the word 'popular' like a hundred times in this chapter. Lol. Just stating a fact. Thought it might be interesting… No? Fine! Hmmpphh. :p Jk.
Thanks for all the reviews, guys! Keep 'em comingggg. :D
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