Chapter 1

Yeah. I know I said it would be a while…but I'm bored…more than likely won't have school tomorrow…and loved how you guys reviewed! Thanks so much.

Ok, so, this chapter won't be vary eventful…you just need to bear with me. And there's more after what I said in the trailer…so don't worry. I'm planning on it being a long story.

Enjoy! Spokadotz1.

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Joe's POV

"You know when the sun forgets to shineI'll be there to hold you through the night,We'll be running so fast! We could fly tonight.

And even when we're miles and miles apartYou're still holding on to my heart,I promise it will never be dark,I know, we're inseparable."

"Thank you Boston!" Kevin yelled into the microphone. Nick and I just stood there taking in the last of the concert high. That was our second encore of the night. Boston was defiantly an amazing city. All of the fans were still screaming. I had this big grin on my face that I knew was up on a giant screen somewhere behind me. I felt Kevin hit my shoulder to get off stage.

"That was an amazing show!" I said once we got backstage into the private VIP room, and must I say that I, Joe Jonas, is one very important person at a Jonas Brothers concert.

"Yeah it was." Nick said gulping down a bottle of water. Kevin just smiled, that is until our body guard came in.

"Here they come!" he yelled as I heard choruses of 'I love you Joe!' and 'Nick is such a stud muffin!' with the occasional 'OMJ it's Kevin Jonas!' Of course there's no problem with this at all. I love the fan support, I just wish I had more than two seconds off stage before it all started.

"Hello wonderful fans!" I said looking out the door at the numerous girls. I didn't see any I liked. "Here's Nick." Yeah, I got a weird look from everybody. Since when does Joseph Adam Jonas talk monotonously? Well, it all started a few weeks ago.

We were touring California. Every single concert was this blond girl who was there with a brunette girl that yelled 'I love you Nick!' What struck me odd though, was that the blond just stood there with her arms folded across her chest with a look of disgust on her face. When she looked me in the eyes, original I know, I got this shock feeling in my stomach. She was so…different. She wasn't a screaming fan girl that stalks my every move and knows what my locker number was in junior high. She was a girl that knew nothing except I was famous and good looking.

What?

Anyway…I never got to talk to her. Nick would give the brunette girl an autograph and they would leave. But now we're in Boston, which is nowhere near California. I guess I'll never see her again.

Right! The fans! I quickly signed a couple of autographs and took a couple of pictures before saying I had to go and closing the door.

"I'm guessing she's not out there?" Kevin asked picking up a chocolate chip cookie.

"Nope," I said grabbing the cookie out of his hand. He gave me a look. "What?" I sat down next to Nick.

"I'm tired! Why does mom always have to be late!?" As if right on cue Frankie and my mom came running through the door.

"That was odd," Kevin said looking at me who was counting the chocolate chips in the cookie. "Just eat it!"

"Well, I never," I said before going back to my counting.

"Mom has some news!" Frankie said stealing my cookie and taking a bite out of it.

"Boys, your brother is right," she said. I just stared at Frankie. How, rude!

"What is it mom?" Nick asked, my eyes still on the little seven year old.

"We're moving to Malibu." My mom blurted out. Kevin and Nick started going off on how big of a problem this would be.

"Stop," I yelled after about five minutes. "Let's talk about what's really on our minds right now…why did Frankie just steal my cookie!?" I yelled.

"Joe!" everybody responded. I got the look of hurt on my face.

"That really hurt, right here." I said pointing to where I thought my heart was.

"Joe the hearts on the other side," Nick said as I quickly moved my hand. My mom rolled her eyes.

Moving to Malibu? Maybe it would be fine. Maybe I would see her.

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Miley's POV – 1 week later

"Bud, time to wake up," I heard my dad yell up the stairs. I looked at the clock, 8:37 on a Saturday morning. I groaned as I got out of bed. I slowly made my way to the closet and picked out a pair of green Bermuda shorts with pink, yellow, and white stripes to make it look somewhat like plaid, with a pink MTV shirt. I got a shower, got dressed and trudged downstairs.

"Hey Miley," Lilly said gulping down a mouthful of my dad's pancakes. She had on a pair or piper broken-in bootleg jeans and a dELiA's 'Don't be Trashy, Recycle' shirt.

"Hey Lilly, hungry," I asked.

"Vary," she laughed as I heard what sounded like a moving truck.

"Dad, did someone buy the house across the street?" I asked as he looked out the back door.

"Sure did bud, and after Lilly's feast, I want you to take over these brownies and invite them over for dinner."

"Sure thing Mr. Stewart," Lilly said. "What?" I gave her a look.

"Sure thing Mr. Stewart," I mocked in a retarded tone picking up the brownies and pulling Lilly out the door.

We made our way across the street where I saw a little kid yelling at a big moving guy.

"No, the toys go in the toy box upstairs! Not the one downstairs, that's for videogames!" he yelled as the guy walked away.

"Hey," I said as the little boy turned around with a sweet innocent little smile on his face, "I'm Miley, I live across the street and this is Lilly, my best friend. My dad made these brownies for you and your family. Is your mom home?" I asked with a little smile.

"Yeah, come on in." he said leading us through the front door. I heard what sounded like fighting upstairs. "Mom!"

"Yes Frankie?" a woman said coming out of the kitchen. "Oah, hello." She said reading Lilly's shirt. She let out a laugh.

"Hello, I'm Miley, I live across the street, and this is Lilly, my best friend." I said with a smile. "My dad made these for you." She accepted the brownies with a smile.

"Nice to meet you Miley, Lilly. I'm Denise, and tell your father I said thank you." She gave the little boy the tray told him strictly to put it on the counter. Not a second later a moving guy brought the tray in and gave it back to Denise who sighed.

"And her dad was also wondering if you'd like to come over for dinner tonight." Lilly mentioned as the thought reappeared in my mind.

"We'd love too, oah, here, let me get the boys." She said walking over to the stairs. "Kevin! Joseph and Nick," it took me a minute but then it hit me. Those are the three names of the Jonas Brothers!

"Um, Denise, is your last name Jonas?"

"Yes it is dear, and this is Frankie." OMJ! My new neighbors are the Jonas Brothers.

Joe's POV

"Kevin! Joseph and Nick," my mom yelled up the stairs. Great, probably older people. Just what I need. I walked down the stairs looking at my feet.

"Boys meet Miley," my mom said gesturing toward the brunette, and Lilly, she said pointing at……her.

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Her.I love that. So…review please! Longest chapter I have ever written by the way!