"You'll RUE this day, Ashley! RUE I say!"

"Puh-lease"

Chapter Three:

Dancin' like a fool and nobody knows

Ashley POV

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"Our song is slamming screen doors…" My alarm went off, Taylor Swift, "Our song" knew it by heart…mostly. I let my arm lift and drop on the SNOOZE button. It stopped on "And you talk real slow. Cause it's late and your mama don't know." There was a tapping on my balcony door. I got up and wandered over to the door, pulling open the curtains and gasping. It was Nick Jonas.

"Nick!" I squealed and pulled the curtains shut, my eyes wide. I was wearing my purple silk camisole and matching silk pants that flared around the ankles. My hair was in two messy braids. I pulled on a Hannah Montana tour t-shirt and a pair of sandals. I topped it off with a pageboy hat with my hair tucked in it. I opened the curtains and the doors. "What are you doing here?" I hissed.

"I was dared to come over here." Nick said shyly. I rolled my arms.

"Uh huh." I said disapprovingly. I crossed my arms. He caved.

"I wanted to say how awesome you were last night." He blushed. He is just so cute when he does that. I had to giggle.

"Thanks. Now can you do me a favor?" I asked, walking onto the balcony.

"Sure. What?"

"Get off my balcony!" I pushed him towards the edge of the balcony playfully and we both laughed.

"Fine, fine, I'm leaving!" He said and climbed off the balcony and left. I ran back in my room to my piano and started to play randomly and started to get ideas for a new song. This was as far as I got in two hours:

In my room, Saturday night

The lights are glowing, the radio is up,

And my friend comes along and he says.

"Wanna dance tonight?

We're bold and young, why say no?"

I shrug and sa-ay

"Not tonight."

But there's something in his smile, that's draws me near,

And before I notice.

I'm dancing like an idiot and nobody's watchin'

I can't control myself when I dance with him,

And he's smiling at me.

Everyone's gone and left, I think at least,

When someone taps me on the shoulder,

I turn and see it's him,

And he says:

"Wanna dance once more before I go?"

I feel my face turn pink

I shake my head, he insists,

"I guess I could, just this once."

I'm dancin' with him and he's looking at me,

Smiling at me. Twirling hand in hand.

His lips touch mine, and we kiss.

Mikayla knocked on the door and walked in. She was grinning.

"That's excellent, Ash! What's it called?" She sat on my bed and stared at me excitedly.

"Dancin' Like an Idiot and Nobody's Watching" I said and saved it on the piano.

"You better get ready." Mikayla stood up. I cut her off at the door.

"For what?"

"School!" Mikayla looked awestruck that I forgot. "With Miley, the new neighbor. Hannah's staying home with her tutor, thank goodness."

"Whatever." I hated being involved with all this Hannah hate. I pushed her out the door and got dressed; Blue tee with a light green shrug, skinny jeans, and black high tops. My hair; two buns at the nape of the neck. And topped off with a grey pageboy cap. I grabbed my messenger bag and walked out the door with Mikayla, who was driving the two of us to school in her sleek, lilac convertible.

We drove by Miley on a moped on our way over. I waved and talked at a red light. Apparently, she had offered to show me and Mikayla around the school.

"That's awesome! See you there!" I called as Mikayla drove off and my song that I had preformed was on the radio. It was from the concert. "Oh. My. GOSH!" I screamed and Mikayla turned up the volume. As it ended, the DJ came on and talked about the song.

"That was Ashley Ericson with 'Leave it All to me' she will be joining us in the studio next week to talk about her upcoming songs. We'll be right back with The KRAZY morning show!" He said. I squealed as soon as the first commercial started.

"I'm going to be on KRAZY?" I looked and Mikayla in amazement.

"You also have a meeting with the producers of HSM about a role in HSM3, they called last night." She sounded so matter-of-fact-ish!

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The next week passed without action. I was SO excited for my audition for HSM3! When the day came to interview the guy at KRAZY, I was about to burst.

"And joining us now in the studio is Ashley Ericson! Welcome Ashley!"

"Great to be here!" I said excitedly.

"We have a few listeners with questions for you."

"Let's go!"

"Hey." A familiar voice said from over the phone.

"Mr. Corelli?" I didn't expect my drama teacher to call KRAZY.

"Hi-Ho Ashley!" he boomed and I started to blush.

"Oh geez…" I moaned. "What do you wanna ask me?"

"Are you working on a masterpiece to show us in class?" a cheer came up in the background.

"Is the ENTIRE class listening?" I thought. "Depends. I sang the chorus to all of Malibu. "Is THAT a masterpiece in the making?" I asked.

"Yessireebob!" Aw man, he was so embarrassing.

"Next caller!" I hung up the phone.

"Hey, you've reached Ashley on the KRAZY morning show!"

A screech came over the line.

"Good to meet you too."

"You-are-so-awesome! You are like, my ROLE MODEL!"

"Who's this?" I asked

"Sally." I froze.

"Excuse me, one moment." I pretended my phone was vibrating.

"Sorry, Sally, can you call back?"

"SURE!"

Sally hung up. "Okay, I'm good!" I plastered a smile on my face.

A/N: What will Sally do next? Bum bum BAAAAH! I'll update soon.

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