Destiny sniffled as she stared out into the abyss

Alright, so, I just made a playlist for this on my iPod, which may help inspire me to update. Anywho, yeah. Updates are slow, I just started high school. Busy, busy me.

Destiny sniffled as she stared out into the abyss. She wiped her nose clean of the drip that had started to fall with her glove. It was the middle of January, and any sane girl would be inside watching TV. But not Destiny.

A car zoomed by and she glared hatefully at it. Why did they need cars? They cost so much money, and they can kill people very easily. Horses don't need expensive gas, they don't need to be built in a factory, and they have a better chance at stopping for another horse along the road than a car does of stopping for another car.

The funeral had been earlier that day. Everyone was at her house, inside. Her dad had made a big buffet lunch for all their friends and families. But Destiny didn't want to eat. She just wanted to sit there and pretend none of it had happened.

Her new cell phone started going off. She rolled her eyes at the ringtone, but answered anyway.

"Des, I just got your message! Oh my God, how did this happen?!" he asked sympathetically.

"I left you the message a week ago," she pointed out, her voice soft and broken.

"I've just been really- God, what happened?" he asked again.

"We were in the car, me and mom, just getting back from shopping, when a stupid drunk drove right into her door. Nothing really happened to me." Silent tears began rolling down her face at the memory. Her mom had died on their way to the hospital from too much blood loss.

"Wow, I'm gonna catch the first plane back there, alright? When's the funeral?"

"This morning," she answered, trying not to sound too upset. He was following his dreams, but he was becoming an obnoxious jerk about it.

"Oh, um, man I feel terrible! Ok, I'm gonna get my mom to call the airport. I'll be there as soon as I can," he tried assuring, but she knew it was a lost cause.

The following weekend, she was at the bar again. Singing was her one sanctuary, and her mother always believed in her. She wanted to do it. She tried not to care that Leslie still wasn't there. He hadn't even called again.

Guess mine is not the first

Heart broken

My eyes are not the first

To Cry

I'm not the first to know

There's just no getting over you

Maybe it was better he wasn't there. Then he wouldn't find out that she'd had feelings for him.

I know I'm just a fool

Who's willin

To sit around

And wait

For you

But baby

Can't ya see

There's nothing else for me

To do

I'm hopelessly devoted to you

Luann was in the front row, filming the whole thing. Susan had filmed everyone, and Luann had decided she'd continue to. She and Des had actually gotten a little bit closer over the course of the two weeks.

Destiny finished up her song, and the whole audience (which was a lot of people) applauded. She smiled for them, but it was fake. Robby Ray praised her as they headed out for the car.

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"You HIT her?!" Destiny shouted after Leslie returned from California. He winced.

"hey, I told the driver to go back and check! Besides, she'll be fine. The paramedics said so!" he assured, hoping to calm his best friend. He didn't.

"I can't believe you're taking this so lightly!"

"I wasn't even the one that hit her! Besides, the driver got fired!"

"Do you HEAR yourself?!" she demanded.

"Look, I'm sorry. What do you want me to do?! I went to see her before I left for the airport, but she was asleep! So I left her an apology card and some balloons and a bear!"

"You're right, it's in the past. And you couldn't do anything about it. I just can't believe that your limo actually hit her! It's just unthinkable."

"I know! I was there!" They both sighed, taking a seat on the Stewart's couch. After a while, he asked, "So, you wanna come with me to shoot a scene for my new movie?"

He'd gotten the lead in a local production, that had happened to have two separate week's worth of filming in LA. But the rest of it would be done in Nashville. This had been, of course, his second trip out there for the movie.

"Sure. Can Bre come?"

"Why not?" He shrugged.

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An hour later

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"Remind me why I decided to come again!" Destiny asked her friend, looking at her with something of despair.

"Because you had nothing better to do," Breanna offered.

"Right."

They had just finished a scene to the movie that Destiny had completely forgotten was about a VERY popular sixth grade boy trying to decide who he should take to his school dance, and it even included a remade version of Girl Crazy by LMNT.

The two girls called Destiny's parents with a phone on the set. It was, after all, a Saturday. She was performing at Lucky's (the bar) and liked to get there an hour or two early. Plus, she needed to be in disguise, which took a great deal of time.

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"Hey, she hasn't started yet, has she?!" Leslie whispered to Breanna as he took up the available stool next to her. Filming had just finished for the day, and he'd raced across town to make it to his best friend's concert.

"Um, no." 'Uh-oh!' She tried to get Destiny's attention, but the lights dimmed and the music began playing. And then, their best friend began singing.

When the song was over, she looked out at her cheering audience and froze. Next to Breanna sat a confused Leslie Jacob Ryan.

"Once again, that was Hannah Montana singing 'Hopelessly Devoted to You'." More cheers.

"Hey Des, you were great," Leslie whispered.

"Thanks. What're ya doin here?" she asked nervously.

"Watching my best friend sing, of course!"

'Yup, still as clueless as ever,' Destiny decided in her head as Leslie began talking, once again, about something clever he'd said on set after they left. It was a habit he seemed to be developing, and Destiny rolled her eyes.

So, don't hate me for what's about to come in the next chapter. It HAS to happen, and you'll find out why, in due time. Please review, and also visit my profile to vote in my poll. You have until the 17th! So vote now!

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