Sorry bout the long update... I wasn't really happy when I found out that I only got 14 reviews in my whole story. Oh well I should have expected it, I'm not a goood writer.-Shiner

"Daddy... don't tell me your gonna cut my wig?" I asked worried. I put a strand of my wig hair between my two fingers and rubbed it. My dad sighed harshly and tugged on my wig, making me scream. "OWWWWWW!"

"Nope honey (I sighed in relief), I'm gonna cut Hannah's hair."

I bit my lip again, questions filling my mind. Should I cut it? Should I not? "Daddy..." I started. "I don't know."

Dad shook his head and looked at me. "Do you want to be Hannah for the rest of your life bud?"

I thought about it, should I risk cutting my real hair? Do I want to be Hannah and leave Miley Hope Stewart to become extinct? No that can't be, I was Miley in heart and that is all I will ever be, just with a little more acting. It was Miley, who Jake liked so much and it was Miley who liked him back. It was Miley who was her daddy's little girl and it was Miley who was Jackson's goody-goody-sister. It was Miley who was Lilly and Oliver's best friend. Not Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana was another thing, like another person, not who she wanted to be. Not who anybody knew her to be. She knew, if she had to pick between being Hannah and Miley, she would pick Hannah, and that's what she thought when she risked her smooth brown hair being ruined.

"Okay, I'll cut it." I said, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, than quickly jumped onto the stool. It tickled when I felt the scissors snap my wig. One snap... I counted nervously. Two snaps. And on I counted. I should have known to count tugs because on the seventh snap... a hard pull.

"OUCH!"

I scratched the back of my hair, and I felt a large tangle.

"DADDY!"

"It's okay honey, I"ll get it out." Daddy assured me, I felt another tug. Then I heard Jackson's footsteps fun towards my hair and a loud snap. I closed my eyes and hoped for the best and I continued worrying.

"There you go."

I opened my eyes. My hair was cut to my neck. It barely brushed my shoulder.

"DADDY!"

"I'm sorry, bud." Dad said, obviously sorry. "I had to do it."

I jumped down my stool and looked down at my brown hair, my beautiful hair all cut up and off my head. My new hairdo was not one of my favorites, wait let me take that back. I HATE IT! I moved in front of a mirror and checked out my neck length hair. Nothing was going right. Nothing. I walked past Jackson's room but when I heard my name I turned to stare inside.

"That prank on Miley was the best. It was awesome. Now her hair is like... neck length."

I was shocked. "WHAT?"

Jackson dropped the phone and looked shockingly at me. "No... no it's not what it sounds like."

"You glued my wig? YOU? What did I do to you?"

Jackson shrugged. "You played a prank on me too."

"That wasn't my prank, that was dad's!"

Jackson let out a soft. "Oops."

I threw a basketball in Jackson's room at him. "How did your friend know I was Hannah Montana huh?"

"Does it matter? At least he didn't spill it out!"

"That's just plain mean Jackson. That's not just a harmless prank, I already lost my boyfriend to romania and you have to make it worse. Now he won't even talk to me and all because of you!"

"SHUT UP!"

Jackson slammed the door on me and I was breathing hard, I ran to my room in frustration and jumped on my bed, yelling in my pillow making a muffled sound.

Those of you that read, even if your anymonous just please review. I need some spirit...-Shiner