You Be The Prince And I'll Be The Princess!

MILEYS POV

As my life, the village I live in is pretty crappy. There are three shops, one food, one clothes and one toiletries and other shit like that. They all surround the park. There is only one street of houses, and only nine houses. Mine, Nick's, Mr and Mrs Larissa's, Lilly's parents, Cody and Ryan's parents, old Mrs Sterling, who's lived there as long as I can remember, Jacob's house, Yvonne Lincoln's house and the house belonging to the girl no-one knew.

There was an ice cream parlour, the schools and a disco hall tucked away. For six miles either side of you, all you have is fields and more fields.

The food shop belonged to Lilly's mum and dad, Stephanie and Steven Hitachi. The clothes shop Mrs Sterling. Cody and Ryan's parents, Lydia and Franklin Clark, ran the toiletries shop, and the whole school. Don't ask me how. My mum is a salesperson for Mrs Sterling, and Nick's parents work in the school.

About the school - its jam packed. it's a small village, but because barely anyone is of age to be in school, the government have been sending people from Sandgrove and Seaston to school here.

I walked about for a bit, then lay under a tree in the park. I was woke up by the school bell ringing. It was a Sunday, but mass was held in the school hall.

I brushed the grass from my back and started to walk home. I felt my pocket vibrate and I pulled out my phone.

Be ready in an hour. I'm taking you to Seaston for dinner. My dad says he'll drive us. - Nick.

Kl. I'll be ready. -Mi

I put my phone away and ran the rest of the way home.

'Mum! Paul's taking me and Nick into Seaston for dinner in an hour.' I rattled, running upstairs.

I threw open my wardrobe doors viciously and started throwing clothes everywhere. After a while, I found my white dress with a black ribbon around the waist, and my black ballet pumps.

I crossed the landing to the bathroom and started getting changed. There was blood down the inside of my left leg. Great. I then started raiding under the sink and in the cabinets.


I went downstairs and stood in the hallway.

'Do I look ok, mum?' I asked nervously.

'You look beautiful. Its like you're not you anymore.' my mum said, hugging me. She looked me up and down 'But you are getting way too skinny.'

'Mum. I don't have an eating or a weight disorder, I'm fine.' I said, opening the door.

'Miley, can you take me to Lilly's on your way?' Noah asked.

'No can do. I'm already late.' Translation - Noah, piss off, I'm not in the mood.

I half ran-half walked to Nicks. When I got there, I opened the door quietly and went in.

'You look gorgeous.' Denise smiled, 'Nick's still upstairs, he had an incident that involved a shoelace and a vacuum…'

'Only he could do that.' I laughed, sitting on the couch.

'Mum! Your embarrassing me in front of Miley!' Nick complained. 'Don't do that.'

'Believe me, you don't need her to embarrass you. You can do it fine alone.' I turned to look at him. He was wearing jeans, obviously brand new because of the unfaded colour, a black shirt and black shoes.

'You two, we're leaving.' Paul said. Nick grabbed my hand and we went outside. Nick opened the door for me and I climbed in.

'Thanks.' I smiled, sitting down. Nick sat next to me and put his arm around me. That's the good/bad thing about living in a small village. Everyone knows if you're dating, so you cant hide anything from your parents.

'No problem.' he replied, stroking the side of my face gently.

'it's a long drive. Do you have any cd's you want me to put on?' Paul asked.

'Whatever Miley wants.' Nick said.

'I have my Katy Perry cd.' I said, pulling it out of my bag. Nick handed it through to Paul.

'Is that your mix tape?' Nick asked, raising his eyebrow.

'My Katy Perry mix tape.' I said, shifting around so I was basically lying across Nick.

I'll never be the same, if we ever meet again.

Wont let you get away, said if we ever meet again…

'Trust you.' he smirked, grabbing my waist playfully.

'Hey!' I exclaimed, pinching his neck with my right hand.

Before long we were rolling about in the back seat, play fighting.

'That is neither safe nor legal.' Paul said. 'Stop it.'

I pulled myself back onto the seat and started to flatten out my dress.

'That's us.' Nick said, opening the door and pulling me out. I stumbled over a rock but steadied myself.

'I'll be back at ten. Be ready.' Paul said sternly, waving.

'We will.' I smiled, waving back at him. When he was gone, I looked up at Nick. He was also smirking.

'Different town, no one knows us or our parents.' he whispered, in my ear, resting his hands on my waist.

'My thoughts exactly. But I still want to go to a restaurant. I'm starving.' I said, wrapping my arms around his neck.

'Ok. What have you ate today?' Nick asked, looking into my eyes.

'I'm not anorexic, no matter what my mum says.' I said firmly.

'I know. But what have you ate? I'm worried about you.'

'Just a bit of toast.' I shrugged, looking away from him.

'What do you want. I'll pay for it.' Nick smiled.

'I kinda want some sort of curry. Just a random craving.' I laughed, jumping up in one swift movement and wrapping my legs around his waist.

'Curry it is. Come on.' Nick said, carrying me to the restaurant.


'I love you.' I smiled, kissing Nick's cheek quickly.

'I love you more.' Nick winked, moving his hands down my back slowly.

We were sitting on a park bench next to a rose-arch thingy, and the light from the Victorian-style lamps shone around us. I was on Nick's lap, but I was facing him, my legs hanging down through the gap between the back and seat of the bench. Any dirty minded person would have thought something...

'Nu-uh! Not possible.' I smirked.

'Prove you love me.'

I pushed my head forward and grabbed Nick's shirt collar. His lips bumped against mine and, almost instantly, they opened to each other.

'Dude! Your chick's hot! When you're done with her, pass her onto me, ok?' someone yelled.

'Go fuck yourself.' I yelled, pulling away from Nick for a split second.

'We gotta head back. Its five to ten. By the time we get there my dad will be there.' Nick sighed, lifting me up and carrying me across the park.

'Aww. I was comfy.' I pouted.

'You're tired, arent you?' Nick asked me, moving his arms around to hold me safer.

'Maybe a bit. But not major tired.' I yawned.

'Lies.' Nick smirked, opening the car door and placing me in the seat.

'I'm not lying.' I mumbled, already falling asleep.

'Are so.' he smiled, kissing the top of my head.


'Miley, I know you're going away for six days, well, two at Six Flags, the rest travelling.' my mum said, giving me a fright as she came in behind me.

'Yeah.' I asked nervously, zipping my holdall.

'I know that theres only two teachers going, with twenty pupils, so there wont be a lot of restriction.'

This had better not be going where I thought it was going…..

'Mum, I need to go.' I butted in, trying to push past her.

'Don't you dare, young lady.' my mum shouted pulling me back. 'Like I was saying, the restrictions will be minimal, if any. Take these and god damn use them.'

'Mum! I am not taking them and not using them! If I was Noah, you'd send her off La-di-da-ing. You don't exactly trust me, do you.' I yelled, throwing the packet of condoms at her.

'Miley-'

'I don't wanna talk to you. Do you think I'm some sort of slut? And do you know whats worse? Everyone in town will know that you bought them!' I said, trying to keep my temper. I pushed past my mum and ran outside.


I sat next to Nick on the bus, and started crying quietly.

'Whats wrong. Wheres my Smiley?' Nick asked, putting his hands on either side of my face and wiping my tears.

'My mum doesn't trust me. Or us.' I mumbled, pulling his hands off my face.

'If its any consolation, my dad tried it with me aswell. I know. Gossip spreads like wildfire in this place.' Nick told me, kissing my cheek.

'Its not the fact that she done it that bothered me, it was the fact that she wouldn't care if it was Noah. She gets to do more things than I'm allowed to.'

'Miles, think of it this way, she only does it because she cares. She knows that you can be a lot more than Noah. She's just protecting you.' he said, wrapping his arms around me.

'I guess.'

'Nick Lucas!' called Miss Aston.

'Over here, Miss!' he replied, waving his hand in the air.

'Wanna play hangman?' I asked, pulling a drawing pad from my holdall.

'Yeah. I'll go first!' Nick said, grabbing the pad and pen.

'Miley Stewart!'

'Here Miss!' I said, looking over at Nick. He was sketching a picture.

'I know I said I'd do hangman, but I want to show you this first.' he explained, catching my confused look.

I listened to my iPod when he was drawing. We were about five hours away from the border of North Carolina. We'd be travelling into North Carolina then staying in a motel.

'Miles, look.' Nick smiled, handing me the drawing book back.

'That's amazing.' I gasped. He had drew me, and it was so exact it could have been a black and white portrait.

'I wanted to draw you the way everyone sees you. You have no idea how beautiful you are.' he said, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

'You are really good at art, Nick. Have you ever thought about doing a degree?' Miss Pirrie asked, looking at the pad.

'No, I'm going to do social sciences.' Nick told the art teacher.

'What about you, Miley?'

'I was thinking of social sciences aswell. They're the only subjects I really understand.' I admitted. 'I can do English aswell, but nothing else.'

'You could always come by for extra tuition. Or, maybe not, considering you're always with Nick.' Miss Pirrie smiled.

'Wait, how do you know that?' I asked suspiciously. She didn't live in the village.

'I moved into the village last week, me and my daughter Claire.' she explained. 'Claire boards a horse at the stables'

'That's who she is!' Nick exclaimed. 'She was flirting with me.'

'Her and Mark don't seem to get the fact that we're forever.' I agreed.

'I'll leave you two then.' Miss Pirrie smiled, walking away.


'Hello everyone, I'm sure you're all having a wonderful time.'

I groaned and rolled my eyes. Miss Aston giving a speech could take longer than the civil war.

'Well, we'll be arriving at our overnight stop in roughly ten minutes. Two people to a room. As for you two-' Miss Aston said. She was pointing at us. Oh shit. 'We have instructions from your parents to put you two as far away from each other as possible.'

I reached forward and grabbed the mic from her.

'That's very well, Miss, but you didn't have to say it into the microphone. That's our business. That's like me saying that your boyfriend has been visiting someone in our village and staying overnight.' I smirked. 'I said it into the mic, and its your business. You don't like it, so don't do it to us.'

'Miss Stewart, you will be in a room yourself tonight.' Miss Aston said briskly.


I was sitting on the wall with Nick, waiting on everyone else to get off the bus.

'You can share with me tonight. I don't have anyone to share with.' Lewis said to Nick.

'That'd be cool, but I have other plans.' Nick said kindly, wrapping an arm around me.

'But Miss Aston says we cant share with girls. And she's in a room alone.' Lewis gawked. He was one of the nerdy geeks who obeyed everything.

'When has that ever stopped us before, Lewis?' I asked, smirking.

'You're going to get into trouble.'


We were all in the lounge, messing about with a huge pillow fight. I hadn't known about it, so my stealth was a fail thanks to my bright yellow spongebob top and shorts pyjama set.

'Rooms, NOW!' declared a very angry Miss Pirrie. I walked along the corridor, first of all to Miss Astons room for my medication, then across the hall to my room.

I locked the door and opened the window.

'In five, four, three' I muttered to myself. When I reached one, Nick climbed in the window and locked it.

'This rooms frozen. Thank goodness I'm here.' he exclaimed, walking over and wrapping his arms around me.

'Its really hot. How can you find this cold?'

Nick put his hand on my forehead and I jumped because of the sudden cold.

'You're burning up. We need to tell Miss Pirrie.' Nick said, removing his hand.

'We'll be in deep shit. I'm ok, just leave it.' I said hastily, walking over to the bed. Nick followed me and climbed in next to me.

'If you want anything just ask me.' Nick said, running his hand through my hair

'I think I'm going to pass out.' I mumbled, kicking the covers off.

'Please don't.' Nick said, kissing the side of my cheek quickly.

'Cant help it. I'll just sweat it out.' I decided, wrapping the sheets around me several times.

'That usually works.'


'Miles, I'm not letting you leave until you eat.' Nick said sternly.

'I'll just end up being sick on the bus.' I insisted, pushing all the plates away.

'Five minutes until we go.' Miss Aston said loudly, causing me to jump. She was sitting right beside me, and my ear had basically exploded.

'Please eat. For me.' Nick said, stabbing a bit of bacon onto the end of his fork. Without waiting on my answer, he pushed the fork into my mouth. I swallowed it and put my hand on his. I pulled his hand, and therefore the fork, back and out of my mouth.

'Enough.' I said firmly, letting him know I wasn't joking. 'That was covered in salt.'

I grabbed a glass of water from the table and swallowed it, washing the taste of salt from my mouth.

'We're heading out to the bus. Are you coming?' Miss Pirrie asked, tapping my shoulder.

'Yeah.' I said, standing up and grabbing my holdall from under my feet.

I followed Miss Pirrie out to the bus and sat where I had been sitting yesterday. Nick came a few minutes later, sitting next to me. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and squeezed it gently.

'Try and sleep. You didn't at all last night.' he whispered, starting to stroke my hair.

'I'm not tired. Just let me be.' I replied, snuggling into him.

'Looks like you're sleepy.' he smirked, kissing the side of my head.

'Am not.' I pouted, sitting up and pulling a bottle of coke from my bag. I drank some of it, then passed it to Nick, who had nudged my arm a few times.

'Disgusting.'

'Who said that?' I shouted, kneeling up in the seat. One of the girls (don't ask me who, they're all identical) looked away.

'Yeah, you over there!' I said, pointing. 'Its hardly disgusting. Conversation closed.'

Nick tugged on the back of my t-shirt as Miss Aston waked onto the bus. I sat down again, and pulled out my sketchpad.

'Let me draw you again.' Nick said, reaching out for the sketchpad.

'Nu-uh. I'm drawing you first.' I said, lifting it out of his reach.

I started to sketch quickly, the lead of the pencil barely touching the page. I started shading it, then going over the definite lines. I signed my name at the bottom and handed the pad to Nick.

'Hey! You cant draw that.' he said, taking the rubber and rubbing out the scar I had drawn on his chin (that he actually had).

'You drew me exactly the way I was, I drew you exactly.' I smirked, pulling out the drawing of me.

'I know I did, but that's different. You're totally perfect. I'm not.'

'You are perfect. You're absolutely brilliant.' I said.


'That's us here. Go and check in. Its late. You can be in the lounge until one am, and no later.' Miss Pirrie said, opening the bus door.

It was a huge scrap, until we all got out and into the reception.

'Room 115.' the man behind the desk said, handing me and Nick a key. Looks like Miss Aston forgot to tell him…

I found the stars and somehow got up them. I scanned the key card with my free hand and opened the door.

'This is awesome. The lounge is right across the hall.' I smiled, throwing my bag into the corner of the room. 'Shit, my straighteners are in there.'

'Your own fault. Are you coming?' Nick asked, sliding his bag under the bed neatly.

'OCD much?' I laughed, taking his hand and walking out of the room. I closed the door and went into the lounge.

Cody was sitting in the corner with one of the blonde bimbos (no offence to any blondes!)

'I cant wait until tomorrow. Six Flags all day.' Nick smiled, pulling me onto his lap.

'I know. Its going to be awesome.' I agreed.

Right, this as originally two chapters, but, NILEY DAY, so what the hell.

And, since its almost my summer break from school (Last day is the 25th June), I'm filling my iPod with summer songs. If anyone has names of any, or a link to a site, I'll love you forever. And I have been searching for 'Kids Just Being Kids' from the Fairlyodd Parents 'Schools Out: The Musical' but so far, no luck. If you can find that, I will be in your debt forever.