ENJOY.

Chapter 2

She rolled back and forth in the unusual bed, she didn't feel the comfort she felt when she was wrapped up in the comforter she had back home.

She opened her eyes slowly to see the room she had been staying in for nearly a week now.

She sat up in the bed and stared at the plain cream walls as they bore into her, making her even more miserable as time passed.

This room was hers... for now anyway, but she didn't feel at home.

Not in this bed, not in this room, not even in this house.

Taylor's family are very stuck up, to say the least. As soon as Miley got here she was greeted, but she wasn't welcomed in.

There is a big difference.

At that point she felt like an intruder inside their home.

They made no effort with her, their family was as dry and loveless as her own and that disappointed her.

A heartless group of love sucking individuals that live togther is what they could be described as.

Don't get it wrong, they're not horrible people and they certainly haven't done anything cruel to Miley. But their attitudes told a whole different story.

If you didn't know them you would think they were the most terrifying people on Earth, not including Miley's parents of course.

They didn't smile, hugs were completely out of the question, if you spoke to them without being spoken to first - they would glare at you, similar to how they would if you just killed their mother. If you were lucky you would just be ignored. The only people that could get them into a conversation was family or a important business partner.

Don't get me wrong, they could be nice people. Well, as nice as vain socialites could get.

But they chose to not be, it suited their lifestyle better.

Taylor's parents, Andrea and Scott were much like Miley's: work-a-holics, but they were also boring and dull.

They reminded Miley so painfully of back home, the place she was trying to get away from.

Glancing at her phone for even a second reminded her of everything she has had to leave behind to come here because her parents, well, forced her to. The one thing she missed most was Demi, she hadn't heard her voice since she arrived, which was far too long for Miley's liking. They texted constantly, but it didn't feel the same.

7:13. She processed the numbers in her head as she saw the time, "School starts in aproximately an hour and a half" she thought, too lazy to count the exact minutes she settled for a rough estimate.

Miley crawled out of bed and took her place in front of the mirror, she looked at herself and smiled, content with her gorgeous looks.

Picking up some powder that was lighter than her natural colour, she tapped it on, giving herself and ghostly pale look, next she took her eye pencil and drew faint lines underneath her eyes, and used an eye-shadow which was darker than her skin to make it look like she had bags underneath her eyes.

She put just the right amount that way it didn't look over-done, but at the same time believeable.

After she did this she took some blush and lightly brushed it on her cheeks and even lighter on her nose, giving herself the perfect "sick look".

Adding to that she shakes her head, drasticly making her bed head look even worse, she then took an elastic scrunchie and tied up her long dirty blonde hair mixed with brunette highlights.

Having the finest make-up and the greatest make-up artists to show you how to use it definately paid off for Miley. "Perfect!", she exclaimed leaving the stunning french dressing table.

Then looked through the closet to find a grey tracksuit, when she did she took off her pyjamas and hopped into the comfortable tracksuit.

She went back to the mirror and examined her look, "I look a mess..", she stated suprised and abit overwhelmed. She didn't know how to felt to be even the slightest bit ugly. "It has has to do the trick ... again", she smirked proud of herself.

Her feet moving quickly as she got to the stairs, then she started to walk slower, and took more exaggerated steps. If you saw her you would think she sickeningly ill, she was that great of an actress. She walked into the kitchen where Andrea was stood doing... whatever.

Cough. Cough.

The women standing next to the kitchen counter looked up instantly to see Miley's poorly face for the fourth time that week, she scrunced her nose in digust, "If your constantly sick like this Miley, we're gonna have to send you back", she joked.

Miley rolled her eyes inwardly knowing thats what they wanted to do since she got there. "Sorry", she apologized quitely with a low cough, "I don't think I can go to school again today".

"Of course not! Look at the state of you", she remarked snarkly, "Maybe you should have some breakfast, eh?"

Miley nodded and went to get a bowl for her cereal, "No no no!", Andrea almost yelled.

"We can't have you contaminating every area of this house, so you just sit there and i'll get you your cereal". She ordered Miley over to the pristine white island, red flowers in a vase sitting delicately in the middle.

Andrea got her a bowl and filled it with milk and cereal.

Soon after Miley started eating her cereal in small chunks at the times where Andrea was looking. As soon as she turned away though she gobbled it down aggressively. Doing this sort of thing mantained she kept her act believable.

"We have a surpise for you, Miley", uttered Andrea out of the blue.

Her eyebrow rose in confusion, what surpise could they possibly have planned for Miley?

She thought it would be a bad one since they barely knew her at all, not to mention her likes and intrests.

"What is it?", she questioned intrigued.

"You'll just have to wait and see!", The older women smiled. "It should be coming anytime now".

This made her even more confused, as Miley stared at her in confusion it brought a smile to her face, knowing something she didn't.

Miley signed, chosing to let it go deciding the suprise wouldn't even be worth worrying about, instead she rushed upstairs to Taylor's room, I stood there for a moment contemplating whether or not she should go in.

"Um... hey", she smiled nervously. Even though she was almost positive Taylor couldn't and wouldn't give her the friendliness she secretly hoped for, she was determinded to get closer to her. Since Demi wasn't here she was going to need someone there for her... even if it was Taylor, she'd take anyone at this point, she was that desparate.

Something about moving to a different place, which ment parting with all her friends plus leaving behind every hint of happiness, safety and freedom; made Miley crave a someone, anyone.

Still brushing her luxurious golden hair, she turned around smiling, "Hey".

Her face dropped when she saw Miley still looking as sick as ever, "I guess you won't be coming to school today either", she signed with disappointment filling her voice.

She shook her head, "I was looking forward to today", she told her half honestly.

Taylor blinked and looked at her oddly, "You were looking forward to school?"

"How else am I going to make actual friends around here?"

The blonde turned back around swiftly, trying to hide her hurt expression. "Oh, erm right", she mumbled offended.

Soon after Miley realised what she said and tried to apologizing, "Gosh, I didn't mean it like that Taylor!"

"Sure you didn't", she fired back grabbing her schoolbag and pushing past Miley to get downstairs.

"Erghhh. Why do i have to mess everything up!"

Failing to connect with Taylor, she decided maybe it would be better to just sleep for abit, thats what she has been doing all week so she started to get used to it.

After washing her face rid of all the horrible makeup she had plastered on to make herself look digustingly sick, she climbed into her comfortable bed and drifted to sleep in only a few minutes.

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She jumped on her bed screaming, "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

"Ughhh, go away!", Miley groaned pushing away the excited girl and turning herself over.

"Well! That's no way to greet your bestest friend ever, who moved states just for you", Demi huffed, acting insulted.

Miley eyes flew wide open, "Oh my gosh!", She screamed pure happiness reigning through her voice. "You're actually here", She declared sitting up to face Demi.

"Well, duh! You're not get getting rid of me that quickly", she laughed.

The two friends, bubbling with joy, wrapped eachother in the tightest, warmest hug they had ever given or recieved.

They just stayed like this for a moment, feeling like they hadn't seen eachother in years, when in actual fact it had been merely 3 days.

Last time they saw eachother was Sunday, when they departed at the airport after Demi came to say goodbye to Miley.

"I missed you so much, Demi"

"I missed you too hunnie!"

She pulled away from the hug slowly, "But how?", she asked Demi while questioning herself for a reason at the same time.

Demi smiled while answering her question, "Well your Aunt called your parents and told them you haven't been feeling well all week, so we decided I should come by to cheer you up"

"You can only cheer someone up if they like you", she teased playfully sticking her tongue out.

"Shhh! You love me", the black haired girl exclaimed nudging her slightly.

"Hmm whatever you say", she said rolling her eyes, "Wait how long are you staying for?".

Dramatic pause. Miley slapped Demi on the arm, "Well answer me already!"

"Hey! That ... hurt", she screamed pretending to wince in pain, "But anyway i'm staying as long as you would like me to."

"NO WAY!"

"YES WAY!"

"Eeeep! This is going to be amazing", she leaped of her bed with a sudden burst of energy.

She ran to her closet to change from her dull tracksuit ensemble to black skinny jeans, which clinged onto her long legs perfectly teamed with a white tank top, jean jacket, a cute anchor neckleace and some braclets.

Demi's face crinkled in confusion, "What's going on?", she questioned.

"We", she said pointing to herself then Demi, "Are going shopping!", she announced proudly.

Immediately Demi sprung from the bed and stood patiencely by Miley's side, while her friend laughed at her eagerness.

Together they walked down the stairs trying to find Andrea but they had no luck, after a while Demi remembered some very important information she had forgot to mention which was that Andrea had left to go meet her socialite friends for coffee.

As they walked out of the house towards Miley's car they both suddenly realised they had no idea where the mall actually is.

"Crap, what are we gonna do?", Demi signed disppointedly.

In silence they both tried to invent ways in which they could locate the mall, soon after Miley lit up like a light bulb, proud that she just thought of the most amazing idea ever.

"Why don't we just ask a neighbour?"

They both agreed on this plan and Demi praised her best friend as they continued to walk over to the next door neighbour...

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Hey guys! THANK YOU SO MUCH for all the reviews on the last chapter, i know it was like three and some people might think thats not alot but they were so sweet and touching seriously i am so grateful :P

Shout-out to "craziestthingoutthere" for being my FIRST subscriber and first one to review this story :)

++Big thanks to TheMsBrandy1 & NileyFreakk for reviewing the last chapter :D

#15/05/2011 I have put of writing this for awhile but now I just want to get started!

1) So... pretty boring i know, but i promise it will get better! Nick comes in the next chapter;) I know thats all you're waiting for xD

2) Puhhhlease review if you want the next one :D

#Published 19/05/2011 - Day of my rounders tournament hehe (We lost btw D:).