So here's chapter 3. It's in Breanna's perspective this time. I'm most likely going to be alternating the Perspective every chapter, while still being in 3rd person.

So sorry about the long wait, school turned into exams, which then turned into very busy holidays (I know it sounds strange but... yeah) but I'm back.

Disclaimer: While this story deals with characters that are real people, I have not met these celebrities, haven't even come close, therefore I do not believe I am portraying the true personalities, or even in Miley's case sexuality, of any of the real people characters I have used in this story. I have simply used names, public situations and physical appearences of real people to tell a complex story.

Enjoy.

In the morning, Breanna woke up early. Groggy, she checked her phone to see that it was only 7:00 am. Bloody Hell she thought. It was far too early to be awake, but Breanna was the type who once she woke up, there was no way she would be getting back to sleep. She then got out of bed and headed towards her bathroom to pee, only to jump in shock when she saw the state of her hair. Too tired to care, she just finished peeing then went to make herself some breakfast. Once she had her breakfast all sorted, she went to sit on her chair near the main window, looking out at the now bustling city. This seat was her favourite in her whole apartment, strange as it sounded; she always said that whenever she would sit at the window, what she saw outside would inspire her. And this day was no different.

After she had finished eating her breakfast, she took her plate back to the kitchenette and then returned to the window seat. When she looked down she saw that somewhere down the street there were a couple sitting on the bench near the tram stop. It was still quite warm, and yet they were cuddling as if it were minus fifteen. They then leaned in for a kiss; a slow, romantic, emotion filled kiss. Not many people knew that Breanna was an artist in her own right, and her favourite subject has always been couples. She went to quickly grab her sketch book, and then started to draw the scene she saw at the tram stop.

She was sketching for approximately 15 minutes. When she was finally happy with the finished sketch, she looked down out the window to see the couple were no longer sitting on the bench.

Sighing at the world, she decided, now that it was nearing 9 am, that she should dress and get ready. She knew she had to be ready for something, but couldn't quite remember what. Opening her phone and looking in the message inbox, seeing the messages exchanged the night before, she suddenly remembered: Miley. Suddenly she smiled one of those large infectious smiles that almost were luminous. She decided to take a long shower, taking her time to savour the heat of the water. After her shower, she took about 30 minutes to do her makeup, but then came the most important part – what would she wear?

She wanted to look nice, but not over the top, as it was only lunch. After a while scouring through what she had, she finally decided against a dress, and put on her favourite jeans. It took quite a while to choose a top, and slowly but surely she was becoming more and more frustrated with her wardrobe as she couldn't see which shirt she should wear.

In the middle of this fluttering around in amongst her clothes, there was a loud banging on the door. Looking at her watch she saw that it was only 11:30, Miley wasn't due to arrive until 1. Confused, she looked through the peephole to see Andrea standing on the other side, and although looking through the peep hole does skew what is seen, Breanna could clearly see that her sister was seething with anger. Suddenly very concerned, Breanna tore the door open, forgetting that she was still only wearing a bra and jeans. Luckily, Andrea didn't notice and just stormed into the apartment without even saying hello, and slammed what looked like a magazine down on the table.

Breanna quickly grabbed whatever shirt she could see in her wardrobe and put in on, and asked, as nicely as possible, "so, uh, what's up?"

"I'm fucking pissed off is what's up!" was Andrea's simple reply.

"I can see that," Breanna responded, "Care to fill me in as to why?"

Without looking at Breanna, Andrea very coldly scowled, "Miley Cyrus is a Bitch!"

To say that Breanna was confused would be an understatement. Sure, Andrea didn't like Miley, never has, but she has never said anything like this before about anyone. Breanna wasn't expecting her sister to catch on all that quickly to the prospect of whatever was happening between Breanna and Miley, but if anything was going to happen, she certainly didn't want her sister to hate Miley.

Breanna took a quick breath to calm herself before asking, "What do you mean?"

"Listen Bre, I love you and all, and I was going to try as hard as I could to support you through whatever might happen with Miley. I mean, after meeting her last night and everything was revealed, I thought for a really really long time. I came to the conclusion that you are my sister, you are my best friend and I love you to absolute bits, which meant that if you wanted to love a girl, especially a famous one, I would back you up. But this," she clenched her fists at this point in the rant, "This I can't get past. I'm not sure how the best way to put this is, but I'm pretty sure the Miley is using you for some sick curiosity. You shouldn't get your hopes up, she's already taken."

Breanna just shook her head in shock, this couldn't be right. When they talked the other day it certainly seemed to Breanna as if there was a possibility, Miley even hinted as such. And they talked all afternoon, and Miley didn't say anything about anyone else, Miley even effectively was coming over in about an hour for a date. Breanna decided that Andrea was simply being an overprotective older sister, and said, "No, you must be mistaken."

"I'm sorry sis, but I'm not. Look." Andrea then opened the magazine on the table to a large two-page spread where she saw the words, "Official – Miley and Liam were seen yesterday out on the town being teenagers and checking out the sites. The day then ended with a quaint romantic date in a back alley restaurant – after which they shared a very affectionate and romantic embrace. I think it's safe to say – these two are official."

The article continued on to detail the day the two teen stars had shared. Breanna's eyes widened and she froze as she kept reading the very in depth article. The spread was full of pictures of the two having fun – riding on roller coasters, sharing fairy floss, eating at a café together… all the sorts of things couples do together. But no picture hurt as much as the final picture printed, inside a heart barrier – a picture of the two embracing, extremely happy – Miley looked like she was positively glowing, even if the picture was taken at night. Speechless, the poor girl suddenly dropped the magazine and looked up at her sister, tears in her eyes. "W-why?" she asked broken. A simple question but the meaning was clear: why is this happening to me?

Andrea's face melted into one of sympathy, "I don't know baby sis, I know it probably is too early for I-told-you-so's, but I did warn you about her…"

"Yeah," Breanna coldly replied, "I'm an idiot I know."

"No! Don't talk like that!" Andrea exclaimed, "You are so brave! You took a chance on something that I'm certain many people never have the courage to take! You took a chance on love, wrong person, but regardless, I'm in awe of you. I'd never would have done it!" and Breanna could see that Andrea really meant what she was saying.

She sat down on her couch and looked up at her sister, "What should I do?" she asked.

"She gave you her number right?" at that Bre nodded, "Right, well, text her saying something about how you know she's a lying scumbag bitch and you never want to see her again." What was funny was that Andrea was deadly serious. But it didn't stop Bre from giggling, which caused Andrea to smile in return, happy that she managed to help her sister smile, if only for a moment. Suddenly, Bre stopped laughing and looked at Andrea, and shocked look on her face.

Confused, Andrea cautiously asked, "what?"

Bre's face screwed up and gave her sister a sheepish look. "I forgot to tell you…"

"Forgot to tell me what?"

"Eh…" Breanna then chose that moment to look avoid her sister's gaze. Becoming aware of her still half naked state she went to her wardrobe and put on the first decent shirt she could grab.

"BRE!" Andrea shrieked, causing Bre to jump and turn to look at her sister, "Tell me!"

"Yesterday I texted Miley and we kinda… um… we… weplannedadatefortoday!" she suddenly blurted out.

"I'm sorry can you please repeat that at a speed that normal people can decifer?"

"Miley, is probably already on her way here… for a date." Andrea just stared.

"What? Or more importantly at this point in time…When?"

Breanna looked at her phone and saw that the time was nearing 1:00 pm and looked up at Andrea in shock. "she, uh, she should be getting here…"

She was interrupted by a knock on the door

"...Now."

So, there you have it, Chapter 3.

so... What do we think is going to happen when Miley comes to the door? Next chapter is going to be her morning until after she enters the apartment

lemme know what you think :D