Chapter 2

The New Kid

"Thanks for the ride, Jackson. See ya after school." Miley called to her brother as he drove off to his high school.

Seaview Middle School. Miley walked across the parking lot and then spotted Lilly talking with Oliver in front of the school.

"Hey Lilly! Hey Oliver!" Miley called, waving her hands in the air frantically in hopes that it would catch their attention.

"Hey Miley!" Lilly said waving back as enthusiastically.

Oliver rolled his eyes and waved also.

"How's it going, Miles?" Oliver asked (clearly not as interested as he was putting across).

"Nothing much. I met Ty last night…" she whispered.

"Ohhhh.. How'd it go?!?" he asked now genuinely interested in the conversation.

"He was uhhhhhh how could I put it nicely? No different then ANY other Hannah Montana fans on this planet!" Miley fumed

"Yah. She said that he's worse then you were!" Lilly added.

Oliver blushed then turned his back from them. Miley gave Lilly a "nice going" look and went over to Oliver.

"It was very flattering when you were obsessed with me, Oliver. I mean, who WOULD'NT want Smokin' Oaken to be in love with their alter personality?" Miley said trying to sound comforting.

Oliver turned towards her, smiling. "Yah I guess that's true." He agreed.

Miley laughed and grabbed Lilly's hand. "Common y'all. We better get to class before Kunkle kills us." She said pulling Lilly into the school and down the hallway.

The bell trilled loudly as Miley guided her two friends toward the class.

Just as they got to the door, their teacher squawked "Miss Stewart! Miss Truscott! Mr. Oaken! Should I be forced to change my teaching schedule for your sake?"

"I- We- Uhh" Miley tried to think of an excuse.

" DETENTION!" she yelled.

" What? But I need to.. I have something.." Miley mumbled.

I'll be late for my Hannah Concert! , She thought her mind racing.

"Let it go, Miley." Oliver whispered harshly pushing towards her seat at the back of the class.

Miley rolled her eyes and took her seat beside Lilly and Oliver. She took out a piece of scrap paper and began to write a note to Lilly.

Hey Lils! Major problem! The Hannah Concert starts at 4! If we have a detention, we'll be late! Got a plan?

Miley passed the note to her friend as Miss Kunkle wrote the date on the board. Lilly unfolded it, and looked like she was deep in thought.

Hopefully she is actually thinking about a plan, Miley thought, Not getting to meet Ty Mason.

"Hey Miley. Rumor has it there's a new guy joining our class. I also heard he's a juvenile delinquent." Oliver whispered.

"Just like "you heard" that I had a pet sheep that I brought with me everywhere. I'm sure he's just a normal kid-" Miley whispered back.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door and Miss Kunkle went to open it.

"Here comes your "juvenile delinquent", Oliver." Miley teased.

Oliver glared at her then turned away from the door and pouted. The principal walked in with baldhead and all.

"Come in, Dylan. No need to be nervous." The principal coaxed.

A dark haired boy lingered into the classroom with a scowl on his face.

"Class and Miss Kunkle, Welcome Dylan Warhol to Sea view Middle school. Please make him comfortable." The principal announced, turning towards the class.

" Dylan, I'm Miss Kunkle and this is our class. There is a seat next to Miley at the back. Go along." Miss Kunkle ordered.

Dylan rolled his eyes and made the journey to the back of classroom. Miley gave him a welcoming smile and in return he glared at her. She gasped and turned to Lilly. Lilly shrugged he shoulders in response to her note. Miley felt defeated and shrunk lower into her seat.

" Ok students. Take out a sheet of paper. I want an one thousand word essay on the main idea of Robert frost's poem, "The road not taken." Its due Monday." Miss Kunkle informed the class.

Miley sighed and began to rub her temples. Then suddenly she got an idea. She rushed to the front of the class and asked.

"Miss Kunkle. I have something important to do after school.. So I was wondering if I could do something in lieu of the detention?"

Miss Kunkle looked amused by her question and replied.

" Miss Stewart, you can do one thing instead of my detention."

"Oh Miss Kunkle, Thank you! I'll do anything!"

Miss Kunkle smiled and said. "How modest of you, Miley. Now all I want you to do is dedicate your lunch hour to show our new student around our school."

Miley's smile faded and she blurted. "Anything? Did I say anything? I mean't nothing…"

Miss Kunkle's face turned bright red and she said. " You already volunteered and unless you want to be here after school for an extra hour then I suppose you will just do what I ask of you."

Miley sighed and forced a smile across her face. "Okay, Miss Kunkle ANYTHING you ask…" she mumbled and turned back towards the back of the classroom.

"Sweet niblets!" she muttered under her breath as she took her seat again.

HM

Miley woke up to Oliver shaking her arm and saying something frantically.

"Miley! You slept through first AND second block. It's lunchtime. And Dylan's waiting.."

Oliver pointed to the brunette waiting for her by the class door. Miley mumbled some undistinguishable words and grabbed her bag and got up.

Miley walked up to Dylan and said. "I think we started off on the wrong foot. My name's Miley Stewart and I'm going to give you a tour of the school."

Dylan simply laughed and turned. "Whatever."

This is going to be a loooooong lunch hour, she thought. She walked down the hall and towards the library.

"This is the main hall and up ahead is our library. Nothing special, but if you have a project it's great help." Miley said, sounding like an instruction video.

" I'm sure I'll be needing that regularly." Dylan said sarcastically.

Miley couldn't help but smile…

HM

After an hour of showing him around, Miley had found that Dylan wasn't half bad of a guy.

"So what kind of music do you listen to?" Miley asked.

" I listen to a lot of different kinds of music, mostly techno and rock." Dylan answered without hesitation.

"So you don't like Hannah Montana or anything?" She said interested.

"Nah. She's kind of a joke. I mean she's not even a real person." He responded.

Miley bit her lip then decided she'd rather have one less fan then another obsessed freak who stares at her for all the time they spend together.

"Cool." she muttered.

The bell rang for the third time and Miley yelled.

"CRAP!" She began running down the hallway and towards her next class.

"Miley? Uhhhhhhh… I don't really know where my next class is." He called after her.

Miley clenched her fists then yelled. "Up the stairs and to left!"

She finally got to her class and knocked on the door. "Miss Kunk-"

"DETENTION!" Her teacher yelled angrily.

"Alright…" Miley mumbled her head hanging.

HM

Then final bell rang and Miley was still sitting in her desk with Oliver and Lilly.

"This bites." Lilly complained.

"Pretty much…" Oliver agreed.

"Alright students. You will be writing a five hundred-word essay on why you shouldn't be late for class. You have an hour. As soon as you're done you may leave."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and Miss Kunkle went over to the door and opened it. There Dylan stood looking bewildered. Miley waved and he smiled back.

"I told you he was a juvenile delinquent!" Oliver boasted.

Miley rolled her eyes and started to write on her piece of paper. Chicken scratches filled her page as she looked at the clock on the wall. 3:45. I have fifteen minutes until I have to get home! , She thought anxiously. She glanced over at Dylan who seemed to be as troubled as she was. Once she had finished with her essay she ran up to the front of the class and dropped it on her teacher's desk.

"See you at the Hannah Concert" Miley mouthed to Lilly and Oliver before she left the classroom.

They both nodded in response and then continued on with their essays. Dylan sat at his desk, still deep in thought. Miley ran down the hallway and outside to the parking lot where Jackson was waiting in his car.

"Dad is going to KILL you." He warned.

"Sweet niblets." She mumbled.