Okay so I was just reminiscing about awesome dance moves and I had a major epiphany. BEAT FREAKZ ROCK! Like I have never felt so inspired by a girl group and it makes me want to pick up on teaching myself how to dance again. Yes, I teach myself how to dance.

Anyway, on with the story and enough with the epiphany news. Let's just hope I can make this chapter better than the last one.

Chapter 3

Mitchie's POV (of course)

Miley's actions seemed to confuse yet anger me at the same time. I should feel relieved right? Part of me is but the result of Miley and Mikayla's break supports the guilt eating at me when I realize that I caused it.

Mikayla was crying in my arms and spent the night at my house for the week. I couldn't get her to quit no matter how hard I tried. I needed answers.

From Miley.

Miley's house was only two blocks away from mine so it was an easy walk. It's night, seeming as house it was the only time I could get away from Mikayla's clinginess. If I even thought of going to the bathroom, she would clutch harder onto me. I loved it but when she's mourning I don't want to deal with her.

Luckily Miley had a vine going up the side of her house that lead straight to her balcony.

Gripping at the end of the vine, I lift my feet onto the edge of the house and climb upward. With less effort than I suspected needed I was finally at the top. Peering through the glass door Miley was yet to be found.

Miley's house always seemed foreign to me. We were not exactly great friends but pretty close.

I tap lightly on the glass to see if I get any reaction. Nothing happens so I try again.

'She must not be here,' I think after a few more seconds. I'm about to head back down the vine when the swishing sound of a door opening behind me opens. Miley is in her pajamas with a tired look on her face. Ha, I guess I did forget to check the bed. I mean, it is almost midnight. God, I'm an idiot.

"Mitchie?" the popstar croaks, attempting to fully open her eyes. "What are you doing here?"

We wait for a few seconds and I'm frozen still. What snaps me out of my trance is when I see one of her eyebrows lift in a question gaze as if asking, 'Well?'

"Why'd you do it?" I finally speak.

Her eyes show understanding at the question. She knows what I'm getting at. With a large sigh she replies.

"I couldn't take it anymore."

"What are you talking about? You guys were like totally into each other," I keep going on.

"She was totally into me. I dunno, I guess that just after you told me about your feelings for her everything else just clicked. Mikayla's great and all but you're right, I don't treat her the right way and who was I kidding? I wasn't in love with her. I bet I have a better shot with falling in love with Lilly than I do with Mikayla."

"Oh, so Lilly told you?"

"What?" The other brunette questions, total wonderment and confusion in her eyes.

Shit!

"Ugh, um..nothing. Nothing at all," I stutter looking away from.

"Riiight," she carries on her I's, "But it wasn't right, Mitch. She needs to be happy."

"You make her happy."

"Yes, but," she begins locking eyes with me "sometimes love isn't always about the other person. I believe that love should be about you, not for someone else. Mikayla just…isn't the one for me. You may be able to lie about your feelings for her but I can't."

Wow and ouch major.

Stunned, I say nothing. A cold breeze rushes around us. It whips my hair around my face so Miley is no longer in my vision. After the wind dies down and I see her again she's back in her bedroom, about to close the door.

"Now you can take your chance. You never know, maybe she'll like you back," and with that she closes the door leaving me to my thoughts and heightened hope.

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Nobody's POV

"I think it may finally be my chance, guys," a brunette rockstar informs three brothers and the blonde skater sitting across from her at Rico's, motioning to the depressed girl walking along the shore close to the water, the wind blowing in her hair like she was a supermodel. Jackson wasn't working today so the coast was clear.

"Are you sure, Mitch? Maybe it's a bit too early," Nate tried to explain to her.

"If I don't do it now then when will I do it?" was the persistent reply.

"Oh, I dunno, maybe when Mikayla isn't mourning the breakup. I mean come on, it's only been about a week and a couple nights." This is Lilly.

"Yeah, come on, dude. She really liked Miley," Jason, the oldest, picks up where the blonde stopped.

"Well I really like Mikayla. Why are you guys trying to bring me down on this?" The Latina quarrels.

"It's not that we're trying to bring you down, Mitchie," Nate starts out.

"We just don't want to see you get hurt again, worse than before," Shane finishes the thought. All four of the members at the shack nod.

Annoyed, Mitchie crosses her arms and squints her eyes at them.

"I'm a big girl, you know. I can take care of myself."

"Yes, and we're your friends and we have to tell you when something like this can seriously come back and bite you later in life," Lilly explains reaching for her hand.

"Whatever, guys. I'm taking the chance," and with that, the stubborn brunette walks away to her best friend.

'I know they're trying to look out for me but I can look out for myself. Right now, taking a leap sounds like my plan of action.'

Examining her prey, Mitchie spies the beautiful creature called her best friend. She stops right before she is next to her.

Mikayla is slightly slouched around the shoulders, facing the ocean and the start of the sunset. Her eyebrows were creased as if contemplating matters deeply and tears were threatening to spill.

"It's breathtaking, isn't it?" the brunette popstar croaks out of nowhere, startling Mitchie.

"I've seen better," Mitchie replies calmly. The slightly taller of the two then looks back at the rockstar.

"Like what?" she asks with her eyebrows still creased.

"Follow me," the brunette advises. Mitchie then extends her right hand for Mikayla to take, who was still confused. Mitchie squeezes her hand in comfort. She then leads the depressed girl to the edge of the ocean so their feet were underwater.

"What are we doing?"

"Showing you something more breathtaking than the sunset."

"Okay then, where and what is it?"

"Look down."

Confused, Mikayla does as she's told. There was nothing there for her to see.

"I don't see anything," she states still wondering what Mitchie was talking about.

"Well, look again and tell me what you see," the smaller of the two insists. Once again she does as she's told and it's still the same result. "What do you see now?"

"Nothing, just my reflection in the water."

"Then I guess my job here is done," Mitchie says calmly with a glint of mischief in her eyes, letting go of their entwined hands and heading back to the beach leaving a puzzled Mikayla to her thoughts.

"What was that?" Mikayla shouts to Mitchie who was already walking back up the large sand hill. The rocker turns around so her body is facing Mikayla, who was still in the mid-calf length water.

"You wanted to know what was more breathtaking than the sunset…so I showed you!" was the reply.

'What? She only showed me my reflection. What does that have to do with compar-'

Realization dawned on her.

'She was talking about me.'

Without warning, butterflies fluttered tremendously in her stomach.

'Whoa, my best friend just hit on me! Total ego booster! Maybe I could have some fun with this.'

Rushing out of the water, Mikayla then traces the steps that Mitchie previously took so she could find the girl. Although the girl left five minutes ago it was easy to find her seemingly enough, as she had taken residence up once again on a seat at Rico's. The Gray Brother's and Lilly were still present, chatting and joking like there was no tomorrow.

Walking up behind Mitchie, Mikayla noticed that she looked very calm and was messing with the salt shaker.

"So you think I'm breathtaking?" the five foot six popstar asks huskily in her ear, knocking the sitting girl out of her reverie and the others out of their 'stimulating' conversations.

Mitchie looks up at the girl with a blank expression and gets up sighing.

"I don't think, Mikayla. I know," she whispers, walking away slowly into a large group of shadowed trees nearby so that they were visible but the conversation could not be heard.

"What was that about, 'kayla?" Shane asks, with a raised eyebrow. Everyone else nods at the table but the brunette bombshell ignores them and starts chasing after the girl.

"Oh, so now you're just going to walk away after telling me that you have feelings for me?" Mikayla interrogates slightly harsh, hot on the girl's heels.

"Well, from that look you gave on the beach, of course I'm going to walk away. I mean, come on, what the hell was going through my head when I thought you would actually like me. Me, your best friend! Of course you're not over Miley and I'm such an idiot for thinking that you were. It hasn't even been two weeks and if that doesn't spell rebound then I must have failed first grade!" Mitchie rants with such emotion that she's not breathing heavily.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, there, girl, before you start hyperventilating on me," Mikayla interrupts. "Look, I don't care that you like me, Mitchie."

Mitchie's eyes are now shining with hope yet fear.

"Oh, that's okay, I guess."

"Yeah, yeah totally," Mikayla starts out as she notices curly brown locks on a tan body make its way to the three brothers and the skater at Rico's. "In fact," the taller Latina expresses fake cheerily, "I was wondering if you'd like to go out sometime," she asks rather loudly so the group at the 'rip off shop' hear.

Mitchie's back is to them so she has yet to notice the new visitor when she turns around. Her eyes are shining like the sun in the summer that never wants to go down early.

"Um, yeah, sure, okay. Just say the time and place," she happily replies, trying not to sound too excited.

"Here, since you've wanted to take me out for so long, why don't you take the reins on this one? It's your choice," the taller girl fake flirts, trying to get the brunettes attention.

Mitchie gives a nervous chuckle, not even noticing that Mikayla wasn't looking at her. "Alright, sure. How about tonight, meet me here at seven?"

Mikayla leans over the five foot five Latina and whispers huskily in her ear while looking at the four inquiring brunettes and one blonde at Rico who were subtly trying not to eavesdrop, "Perfect." Kissing her ear, she then walks away with a smirk, not even noticing the damage she's done.

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Alright, so I'mma end it there for today. You think that's the start of drama, you have no idea.

What will happen next? Was everyone right when they said it was too early? Is Mikayla going to fall for Mitchie on the date and realize that she shouldn't be with Miley and tried to have made her jealous by using Mitchie and making you all despise her very train of thought?

Is the rant ever going to end?!