I AM SO SORRY EVERYONE! I know excuses are excuses but about October, the charging part of my laptop started screwing up so when I had it charged I had to use it for school then in December I was going to send it off to be repaired or replaced and I never did. I am really sorry that I have not updated. Well I'm hopefully going to be better about updating now. I feel really bad I've left like all my stories hanging. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything having to do with Hannah Montana or the Jonas Brother. Also this story is 100% legal, the Jonas Brothers appeared on Hannah Montana as themselves.

Miley's POV:

It had been a long day at school already and it was only lunch. I was worn out. Lily, Oliver and I sat down at the lunch table nearest to the windows of the lunchroom; unfortunately this table was about three rows away from Nick. I sat in a seat where I could barely see Nick sitting with Kaylee and some other blonde guy I haven't met before. My thoughts were interrupted when Lily started asking me about plans for the weekend.

"Hey Miley, Oliver and I are probably going down to the beach some this weekend. Would you like to come with?"

"Oh yeah, That sound really fun I would love to come."

"Yay! This is so exciting. I'm glad you're coming with us. Do you like to shop? I like to shop but Oliver doesn't and…"

Lily was interrupted.

"Hi, Miley?"

I looked up to see who it was. Surprisingly it was the blond kid that had been sitting with Nick and Kaylee. I was very shocked to see him over here considering I have never talked to him. I think he saw the shocked look on my face because he began to introduce himself.

"Hey Miley, I'm Jake. I'm friends with Nick."

"Hey Jake. This is Lily and Oliver."

"Yeah, Truscott and Oken."

"Hi, Ryan"

"Oh that's right, I forgot I'm new, you probably did know them, my bad."

Jake just laughed and I began to turn red at my mistake.

"So Miley, can I take you home after school? I'd really like to get to know you and from where Nick told me you live, we live really close."

I looked at Lily to see her reaction. I mean I didn't know who Jake was. I didn't know if I was supposed to be riding with him or not or what kind of guy he was like. Well he was friends with Nick so I guess it's okay. Lily had a 'why not' look on her face, so I agreed.

"Uh, sure Jake. Sounds good."

"Great!"

Just then the bell rang.

"Well looks like lunch is over." Said Jake. "Do you mind if I walk you to your next class?"

"Well I have Pre-cal with Oliver and Lily so I was gonna…"

"Go on, Miley." Lily stopped me. "I've got to stop and get a bottle of water anyways."

"Oh okay. Then I guess you can walk me to class."

"Great! Can I carry your books?"

"It's okay. I've got them, but thanks for asking."

Jake walked me upstairs to my pre cal class and told me he'd meet me by the door to the parking lot after school. Unfortunately when Lily and Oliver walked in, there were no seats around me so they had to sit opposite the classroom from me. The whole time I was in pre cal I was thinking about Jake and how nice he was. He'd had gorgeous blue eyes that I will admit I caught a glimpse of a couple times. I was actually pretty excited that he was taking me home. I'm glad I made myself say yes to him taking me home. I decided to pay attention to Mrs. Thomas. Finally pre cal was over. Mrs. Thomas assigned our homework and then dismissed us. Lily told me where my music class was and then I was off.

The first day in my music class was pretty simple. We warmed up by singing some scales and then Mrs. Davis wanted to see where she was going to place us as far as whether we were sopranos, alto, tenors or basses. Everyone had to sing scales by themselves to see where their range was. Mrs. Davis placed me as a soprano two. (A/N for those who don't know, a soprano one can sing high than a soprano two but a soprano two is still pretty high). Then she immediately began to tell us about our fall production. Mrs. Davis said there were five spaces for soloists in the production. I immediately knew I wanted to be one of the soloists. I thought maybe if I got the schools attention with my music then maybe I would get Nick's attention as well. With about 15 minutes left in class for the day, Mrs. Davis asked if there was anyone interested in being a soloist for the production. Surprisingly I was the only that raised my hand.

"Miss Stewart, if you don't mind, can you please sing a little bit for us."

"Um, sure. What would you like me to sing."

"Anything you would like dear."

"Is 'Tim McGraw' by Taylor Swift okay? That's one of my favorite songs."

"Sure. Do you have music?"

"No ma'am. I'm pretty good at in a capello."

"Oh." Mrs. Davis replied rather surprised. "Well when you're ready Miss Stewart."

I walked over to my seat and grabbed my water bottle out of my book bag and took a couple of swigs. Then I began:

He said the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said: "That's a lie."
Just a boy in a Chevy truck
That had a tendency of gettin' stuck
On backroads at night
And I was right there beside him all summer long
And then the time we woke up to find that summer gone

But when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me

September saw a month of tears
And thankin' God that you weren't here
To see me like that
But in a box beneath my bed
Is a letter that you never read
From three summers back
It's hard not to find it all a little bitter sweet
And lookin' back on all of that, it's nice to believe

When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me

And I'm back for the first time since then
I'm standin' on your street
And there's a letter left on your doorstep
And the first thing that you'll read is:

When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
Someday you'll turn your radio on
I hope it takes you back to that place
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me
Oh, think of me
Mmmm....

I finished singing the song to find Mrs. Davis and the rest of my class speechless. I had them right where I wanted them. This was only the beginning of my plan to wow the school and to wow the guy I had fallen for. But was it going to work.