***Sorry this chapter is so short. I've had too much to do and this is all I could get done.***

Chapter Two

"Ugh!" I groaned. "I am so worn out. We have all this homework and crap and it's spring break! Why don't teachers ever let students have fun for a change?"

Demi started to chuckle very softly…her little perverted mind. "Demi, I didn't mean it like that!" before I knew it we were both laughing so hard we were crying. "Demi, keep driving."

"I know, I know. I've gotten enough lectures from my mom when I finally escaped that juvenile house." She started to giggle.

By the time we get there, there was a half hour until our plane left. We got our luggage checked we ate, blah, blah, blah, you get the point.

About half hour later we were both on the plane in our seats. The plane ride was about four hours. As we passed the states individually, my expression remained impassive. Demi was texting Joe the whole time. Whoop-de-doo; So much fun.

As we arrive in New York, the flight attendant starts serving drinks again. Demi looked up from her phone for the first time in 10 minutes.

We were about to land until about a third of my soda splashed all over my jeans. Of all places on my body, it just had to be my pants. Now it looked like I peed. What's next, my hair?

Too bad I jinxed it…

The flight only became bumpier. The pop was swishing and spilling everywhere. Demi was sitting there and enjoying the show. She was sitting there laughing like she never missed a thing. Finally, the airplane landed and I became a wet mop.

We grabbed all of our things and headed over to the luggage pick up. Demi and I stood for about fifteen minutes before we got our bags.

As I was walking to the bathroom, kids and parents were laughing at me; how rude. I went into the bathroom and changed into another outfit. I went over to the automatic hand dryers, and guess what? People stared. It wasn't one of those stares where people just glimpse at you and continue walking; it was one of those What the hell is she doing? stares. Besides that, no one even cared that I was dripping everywhere.

I continued my day. We went to our hotel and checked in. Demi and I went to our separate rooms. I got my shower and put my pajamas on. I jumped onto the bed and spread out on it. I started thinking about my day and especially, the party tomorrow night. I eventually became unconscious and fell asleep.

The Next Day…

I woke up to the bright light shining in my face. I must have slept through my wake up call. Nine hours until the party. "Demi, wake up! It's noon and we still have to get outfits for the party tonight. Do you want to show up looking like a hobo and be made fun of by Selena and all of the hot guys that will be there?"

"Miley, did you see what you packed? I wouldn't be able to afford some of those clothes in a million years. Isn't most of this stuff from France or Italy?"

"Umm yeah…but I need a new outfit."

"Well I do too, but tuition keeps getting higher and I won't be able to afford anything pretty soon if it doesn't stop."

A grin started to spring up onto my face."Demi, I think I have an idea."

I grabbed her arm and ran her to a taxi.

"North Broadway Street." I told the cab driver. "Take us there."

***Again, sorry it's short. Too much homework. I probably won't upload the next chapter until I have a total of 10 comments. ***