THE NEXT DAY...

Nick P.O.V.

6:00 P.M.

I went to pick up Miley until I had something I wanted to be over with. I knock to the door and Robbie Ray answered the door and pulled me in and told me to sit down on the couch. Everything was dark in the room and there was light on top of me. It was like a policemen trying to get information out of criminals.

Robbie Ray slightly look into my eyes. "So Nick have you ever went to jail?"

I look at him oddly. "No."

This time Jackson spoke up. "Why not?"

"Cause I'm not a criminal."

Robbie Ray spoke again. "Have you ever got a ticket?"

This time I look at him really oddly. "No."

Robbie Ray put his hand on my shoulder and spoke."How come boy?"

"I don't have a license."

"Ah ha! Driving without a license."

Just as I was about to answered Miley walk down the stairs.

Miley walk up to Robbie Ray. "Dad stop scaring him with ridiculous."

Robbie Ray smile and answered Miley. "How stupid were they?"

"Dad how could he go to jail and get a ticket when he isn't old enough to get one."

I look at Miley. "Did you know about this?"

She look at me with guilt. "Maybe or maybe not."

I look at her again and she smile. I opened the door and she walked out. I turn to Robbie Ray and he smile at me. That decrease the amount of strangeness for one day.

I look at Miley again as we walked down the beach. "Miley what was that all about?"

"Dad was trying to know you more but with really strange question he got from TV shows."

After the walk on the beach we headed out to dinner.