"Miley, this turned out terrible! I told you to sift the flour!" Mandy said taking a bite of our very heavy cake.

"I did! I think, and it's not that bad. There is a bunch of flour chunks in the cake but its fine. Just have some milk or something." I said getting out a carton on milk.

Mandy looked at me. "Details." She says,

"For what?" I asked pouring the milk into a glass.

"You and Nick last night..."I forgot I had told her.

I looked up at my best friend, disgusted. "No freaking way, that is so private!" I said shocked at Mandy. "And not your business."

Mandy laughed, "Fine, but I bet it was great, the way you're gushing, how could it not have been!"She said and I blushed three different shades of red.

"Miley, I'm kidding! Honestly. You need to chill, get high or something."She said rolling her eyes.

"You have weed?"I said looking up from the terrible cake.

Mandy looked at me sceptically. "I meant, like a heroin high, and I was kidding." She said looking serious.

"So you have heroin?" I asked narrowing my eyes.

Mandy thought that one over. "Well yeah, but you're not using it. "She said, sometimes, she was such a mom! I've known for a while that she has experimented with just about everything, heroin was the one thing she hasn't tried yet though. She does however smoke weed on a weekly basis. So that's why I assumed she had it on her. I've never done anything, too much of a chicken and honestly, I'm glad I haven't. In Hollywood, how long does something like that stay a secret! Also its just plain gross.

"But say I did want to try...something. You really couldn't stop me."I say slowly, I was thinking it over.

"No, Miles, no!" Mandy said staring me in the eye. "I do everything, because I'm fucked in the head. You however are a role model to millions of little girls. "She said. "No."

Honestly, I wonder how I'm still a role model after the Vanity Fair incident. I really didn't mean any harm, and if it were someone else, my parents would have reacted the same way as my fans parents did. I love my fans, really, I do. They get me more than anyone else, and they never fail to make me smile. But, do I want to be a role model? Course not.

"But, like I said, if I wanted too, you couldn't stop me." I said to Mandy. Just too really grind her gears.

"Miles, honestly where are you going to get any anyways?"She said to me.

I laughed. "This is Hollywood. We all have drug dealers on speed dial. The one I have is a really great friend of mines actually." I said matter-oh-factly.

Mandy rolled her eyes, "Right, but don't try anything. Remember what happened to Sid Vicious, Elvis Presley, Kurt Cobain, Michael Jackson, and Anna Nicole Richie. I don't want that to happen to you." She said. But honestly, she wasn't one to talk.

"I never said I was going to. I just said, you really couldn't stop me could you." I said, not sure which part of that was a bluff.