Chapter 4: Supply Closet
When Jake realized her hair was a wig, he slowly pulled it off and gasped.
"Miley?" he whispered; shocked. Miley shamefully nodded.
"No," he said softly while shaking his head in disbelief. "No, no, no," his voice rising in 'no.' "The Miley I know wouldn't keep a secret like this from me. We trusted each other." Jake quickly walked out of the dressing room and slammed the door, leaving Miley to curl up and cry on the couch. A few minutes later, Lilly walked in, still as Lola.
"Hey Han-nah! Your manager says it's time to gooooo!!" Lilly called wih her usual amount of pep. "Oh my gosh! What happened?! She asked Miley once she noticed she was crying. Lilly came to the couch and sat down beside Miley.
"J-jake came in a-a-and f-found out m-my secret," Miley stuttered. Lilly helped her sit up and pulled her into a hug.
"It'll be alright Miley," Lilly whispered.
Over the weekend, Miley stayed in her room and rarely came out. Sunday afternoon, Lilly came over to check on Miley. She walked into the room to see Miley sitting in bed with an ocean of tissues surrounding her, watching a soap opera.
"No Guillermo! Don't leave Victoria, you love each other!" Miley screamed at the TV.
"I'm sorry Victoria, I'm leaving," Guillermo said and left.
"Oh, screw you!" Miley said to the TV and threw a tissue at it. The tissue of course, didn't even make it half way.
"Come on Miley, this is pathetic!" Lilly exclaimed as she began to throw tissues into the trashcan. "Jake just needs some time to cool off and think about this." Lilly finished putting the tissues in the trash and sat down on the bed. "When he's ready to talk, he'll come to you. Until then, put yourself together!!"
Miley listened to Lilly's advice. She decided that while she waits for Jake to come to her, she shouldn't be crying over him. Monday, to Miley's disappointment, Jake didn't talk to her all day. In the morning, she walked to school, knowing Jake was probably still mad at her and wouldn't pick her up. After school, Miley remembered their so-called "mission." She, at the moment, didn't care if Jake was coming or not, she wanted to prove that Ms. Smith was a zombie.
Miley's POV
I turned the corner to Ms. Smith's room, but quickly went back when I saw her leave the room. She was of course, wearing clothes that were unhealthily baggy on her. Luckily, Ms. Smith went the opposite of my direction. When she was gone, I went to her door and opened it. The lights were off, so I turned them back on. I heard the door open again, but before I had the chance to see who was there, they covered my eyes and threw me in the tall tin supply closet. I bet it was Ms. Zombie-Smith.
Jake's POV
I walked over to Ms. Smith's room about an hour after school. I almost asked Miley to come, and maybe talked about what happened Friday, but she probably wouldn't have wanted to, not after the way I walked out on her. By the time I decided to talk to her, it was half an hour after school, and I realized she probably went home. I went inside the room and immediately heard a light tapping noise. I followed it to the supply closet and opened its door.
Miley POV
Oh gosh! Not again! I just fell on top of Jake. (A/N: She's talking about in the prequel when she pretty much did the same thing) After I got off Jake, the lights went out and the door opened. Soon after, it closed and the lights turned on.
"Jake?" I asked him.
"I want to show you something," was all he said before grabbing my wrist and leading me out of the room.
Jake's POV
Where am I? I wonder as I wake up. The last thing I remember is Miley getting off me, and then the lights went off. This room was dimly lit and very plain. I was about to check the time on my watch, but I noticed that my hands were tied up to a pole that was behind me.
"I see you woke up," a cruel, yet familiar voice rang.
No…
A/N: Sorry for the late update: writer's block. I switched POV's so much because I didn't want to give too much info away. I hope it didn't confuse any one.
