AN: Nothing to really say, so enjoy.

Chapter Two: A Formal Question

Miley couldn't believe what happened yesterday. Not only did she meet a famous pop star in Hannah Montana, but when she talked to her about Michael, she said that he was really cute and that it was really fortunate that she had met him. For some reason, that angered Miley a little bit. It could have been due to jealousy, but Melody knew that it was really due to the fact that Miley considered Michael to be hers. That was cute, Melody thought, but at the same time, Miley knew that this was going to be something more.

"Miley, you are wearing a hole in my floor." Melody said, watching her friend pace back and forth angrily.

"Who in the hell does she think she is?" Miley said, voice full of spite. "She is moving in and trying to take my man. How in the hell do you think I should feel!"

"Wait, 'your man'?" Melody said in disbelief.

"I didn't say that." Miley said. "I said 'my friend'."

"Bull. You said 'my man'. You are in love with him!" Melody said hopping off of her bed, and pointing at her.

"I have no idea what you are talking about." Miley lied, trying her best to keep her blush from showing in her face, which was failing miserably. Melody knew that she was dead on in her accusations.

"Whatever. You are caught, and no matter how much you deny this, I will not drop this." Melody said.

Jackson, Miley's older brother, was hanging out in the video game shop that Michael worked at. Jackson was sitting at the counter, and then he asked the question that was on his mind for the past few minutes.

"So, from Miley, I heard that you met Hannah Montana." Jackson told his friend.

"Yeah, her car died on her, so I let her use our phone, and she and I talked for a little bit." Michael said.

"Talked about what?" Jackson said, continuing to press the issue.

"Nothing important, don't you have to be somewhere else right about now?" Michael asked, trying to get his friend to leave him alone.

"Alright, but when you get off of work, I have some more questions for you to answer." Jackson said, laughing as he left the store.

All Michael did was shake his head, and went back to work. As he was placing some video games on the shelf, he looked up, and noticed that a blonde with a hood on her face was checking him out. Michael pretended not to notice her, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the blonde is still stealing glances at him.

That wouldn't be Hannah, would it? Michael thought. For some reason, he thinks that is Hannah, because the last time he remembered seeing her, she was dressed liked that. He gets a brief, but good look at her face, and he confirms that it is her.

What in the hell is she doing here? Michael asked himself. He saw her disappear around the corner, and he decided to see what was on her mind, that and to find out just why she was here.

"Can I help you?" Michael asked her, as she was looking at a group of video games. It was obvious that she wasn't here to look at games, she was interested in him.

"Um. Just browsing, thanks." Hannah said, not making eye contact. Michael knew what he had to do though. He took a few steps out of her sight and range.

"Hannah?" Michael said. Almost on instinct, her head snapped right to the sound of his voice. There she was met with a smile, and she knew that she was caught.

"Any reason why you are here?" Michael asked her. Hannah felt her face get flushed as he stood right before her.

"I was wondering, do you have a girlfriend?" She asked quickly. Michael was taken aback at that question.

"No, not at the moment, why?" Michael asked her again. She looked at him, and then right at the floor.

"I was wondering, that if you aren't too busy, maybe we can hang out sometime?" Hannah asked, looking directly at him.

"Sure, that would be cool." Michael said. They exchanged numbers, and Michael watched her leave.

"Wow, I have a date with a famous pop princess." Michael said to himself as he went back to work.

Miley found her friend sitting on the porch in front of his house. She knew that it was now or never to do this. Taking a deep breath, she approached him.

"Hey, what's up?" Michael said as she approached him.

"Oh, nothing, I was just wondering what you were doing this weekend. You want to see a movie or something with me?" Miley asked.

"Sorry, Miley, I have a date this weekend." Michael said. "Maybe some other time, huh?"

"Yeah, sure. Sorry to bother you." Miley said, some sadness in her voice. Michael just gave her a friendly smile, and walked back into his home. Miley stood there, heartbroken, and she literally had to drag herself back home.

"That bastard." Miley said, crying her eyes out. She really did have romantic feelings for him, and the fact that he had the nerve to do this to her, and now that he was dating someone else, that was a blow to their relationship that they may not recover from.

"Even though we aren't together, it still hurts that he is out with other people." Miley said. She let a tear fall down her cheek, before she fell asleep on her bed.

AN: Next chapter, Miley sees who Michael is dating, and it comes to a surprise just who she is. R&R!