Whoo. Update. Okay. Yay. It's kinda sorta soon right? Anywho. This chapter has some Jake/Miley...or Jake/Hannah? lol I dunno. So ya'll should be happy. :)

Anywho. I hope you like it!


"I think someone fancies you."

Someone whispered in Jake's ear and he quickly turned around to see who it was. He came face to face with Abbi Crisptin.

Jake rolled his eyes. "Yeah right. Like who?"

Abbi sat down in the seat next to him, putting her spoon in her soup. "Could it be . . . Hmm . . . Hannah Montana?" which sounded quite amusing in her thick Scottish accent.

Jake poked the chicken that was on his plate. "Yeah right. Like someone like her would actually like me. She's a popstar."

Abbi made a sad face. "Aw. Says little Jakey." she pinched his cheeks. "Who's nothing more than a teenage heartthrob."

He grimaced at her. Abbi was playing his older sister in the movie and when they weren't shooting she still acted like his older sister.

Abbi just smiled and picked up her spoonful of soup and blew on it to cool it down. "Ooh . It's hot . . . Which is what Hannah is for you! Ha ha!" Abbi laughed her head off at the joke she had made.

Jake however, did not find it so amusing. He just nudged her in the side, which caused the soup in her spoon to spill over and land on her jeans.

"Jake Ryan! You so better be glad that I didn't wear my True Religion jeans today! You so would've died if I did."

He just started laughing hysterically. This was something he did find funny. Especially when Abbi started squealing because it was so hot.

"Is it too 'hot' for you Abs?" he joked.

She just glared at him. "Very funny Jake." she said wiping her jeans down. "You better watch out little boy. I'll get you back for that."

Jake popped a piece of his lunch into his mouth. "And when you do I'll call child abuse."

Abbi laughed and ruffled his hair. "Sorry kiddo. It's not exactly child abuse when I'm only 17 and you're 14."

"Oh don't worry Abs. It will be. Especially when-" Jake stopped in mid-sentence because something caught his eye.

Hannah had just gotten out of the line for food and was looking for some place to sit. Jake wanted nothing more then for her to sit with him and Abbi.

I mean cause seriously would anyone seriously wanna sit with Freddie the cameraman more?

Indeed Hannah Montana was one of those people. She was well on her way to go sit with Freddie when someone started calling her name.

"Yoo-hoo! Hannah dear! How about you come over and sit with me and dear Jakey?"

Jake's mouth dropped open. The inviter was no one more than Abbi Crisptin.

"Abbi!" Jake growled. "What do you think you're doing?"

She just beamed at him. "Getting you back."

"By having Hannah Montana sit with us? You know that I- Hey Hannah!"

Hannah set her plate across from Jake.

"Hello Hannah." greeted Abbi. "I'm so glad that you came to sit with us."

Hannah sat down and smiled. "Thanks ya'll. I was actually gonna go sit by . . . That guy." she pointed at Freddie.

"Freddie. The camera guy." Jake and Abbi said in unison.

Hannah nodded in understandment. "He seemed like an awesome guy."

"Yeah he is." Jake told her while taking a drink from his cup. "Once I even took his cell and changed the ringtone to farting sounds. So it seemed like he was letting out air when someone called him."

Jake and Abbi laughed at the memory.

After Abbi sobered up she turned to Hannah. "So Hannah. Tell me the gossip. See any cute guys around here?"

Jake, who had been still laughing, quickly acquired a serious look on his face. What was Abbi doing?

"Um . . . Yea- no. Not yet." she blushed and cast a quick glance at Jake, that only Abbi caught sight of.

Abbi raised an eyebrow and chuckled to herself. 'I think it's about time for Jake to get over that Miley he's been moping over. It seems she maybe having some competition.'


Hm... Whatcha think? I dunno about it myself. Anywho. PLEASE REVIEW. I'm hoping for the 105 mark or more! Cuz I know people read this story! Remember? No reviews. No story. :(