Chapter 8
Breakfast
Miley decided to dress nicely for breakfast. After all didn't Cody use the word date. And besides, if she did some of her make up now, there would be less to do when it was time to change. And just maybe she wanted to look nice too. To bad the time she was spending on her hair would be for nothing after breakfast, but right here and now, it was worth the time. I better think of some things we could talk about over breakfast too. Perfume? Why not. Miley looked at the clock, 6:55. One more check of everything. Breath? She ran into the bathroom. A few minutes later, she was ready. Wait. Recheck of lip gloss. Ready. Miley quietly open the door and went to the elevator.
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Cody got up early. He was looking forward to breakfast with Miley. And maybe just maybe Hannah Montana would be there too. No, that wouldn't be fair to Miley. Cody picked out nice school clothes this morning. A shower to be sure he was total nice smelling. Girls hate boys that smell bad.
He took extra time on his hair to make sure it was just right. That done, he gave himself an inspection in the mirror and everything looked in place. Breath? He ran back into the bathroom. A few minutes later, he was ready.
Cody headed to the elevator five minutes before Miley did.
I better think of things we can talk about over breakfast Cody thought. He spent the rest of the trip down to the lobby thinking about topics. Once in the lobby, Cody saw some fresh flowers in the lobby vases. On impulse, he walked over to a vase and pulled out a flower. Looking around the lobby and waiting for Miley, doubt started to gnaw at him. As he got more nervous, Cody started to pace. What if she doesn't come? What if she doesn't like me? What if I make a fool of myself? What if…BAM! Cody paced right into Mr. Moseby.
"What are you doing down here Cody?"
"I'm waiting for Miley to come down so we can go to breakfast."
"Miley who?"
"Miley…Miley…ah…ah…"
The elevator rang and the doors opened. Miley came out and looked around.
She hoped that Cody didn't forget. She hoped she wasn't first.
"Miley her." Cody went to Miley relieved to leave Mr. Moseby and relieved that Miley showed up.
"Hi Miley. You look very nice."
"Thank you Cody. You look nice too."
Cody just stood there and looked at Miley. Mr. Moseby walked quickly by him and whispered "flower" to Cody.
"Oh, here." Cody handed the flower to Miley and she smelled it and thanked him. Mr. Moseby walked quickly by Cody again and whispered "breakfast".
"Oh, are you ready for breakfast?"
"Yes I am. By the way, does he do that all the time?"
"Only when needed." Cody held out his bent arm and Miley took his elbow.
Mr. Moseby smiled as Cody and Miley left for one of the hotel's restaurants.
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At the restaurant, they were seated at a small table for two. Both didn't know what to do until the waiter came and started to settle them in with water and menus. Okay Miley. You can stand in front of a stadium of strangers and talk your head off, but in front of one cute boy, you can't even mention the weather. Do it…do it…do it…Okay already.
"Ah…looks nice outside." Oh that was great!
"Yeah it does." What type of answer is that?
"Have you eaten here before?" That's better.
"A few times. But mom likes making our meals." Ask something.
"Do you seeing anything you like Miley?" That was so-so.
"I have a long day today. Maybe something that will stuck you my ribs."
"Well, I always like the waffles and hash browns."
"That sounds good to me." This is going a little better now.
"What are you doing today Miley?" Okay, I can do this.
"I'm helping my dad to work in the benefit. Behind the scenes." Maybe a half truth is better then making some thing up.
"Your dad works for the foundation?"
"Ah…no. He's just helps with the benefit. I'm his errand girl."
"Must be interesting. Do you see any of the stars?"
"Sorry, no. Tell me, what's it like living in a major hotel?" Okay, that was close.
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As Cody started to tell Miley about living in a hotel, she took the time to look at him. She took in the length and color of his hair. The shape and color of his eyes. The way his hair moved when he talked. How he moved his hands when he talked.
"Oh, This my sound dumb, but ah…I don't know your last name." Cody blushed a little bit.
"Oh, sorry." Miley started to blush too. "It's Stewart. Miley Stewart."
Smiling, Cody took her and shook it. "Please to met you Miley Stewart."
After shaking hands with Miley, he slowly lowered his hand, while still holding Miley's. Miley didn't pull away. They looked at each other and Miley blushed and looked down.
"Ah…Could you tell me something about your self?" Cody asked looking down at the table.
"Well, I was born in Tennessee…" Cody looked back up as Miley started relating some personal stories to him. Boy, she's very pretty. I like the smell of her perfume too. He inhaled again. Wow, I never noticed how beautiful her eyes are. And that accent. There was just something about a southern accent. Does she have on lip stick or lip gloss? Who cares. I could get lost…"
"Who had the waffles and hash browns?" Asked the waiter. With breakfast here and the ice broken, conversation came with a causal ease. In fact, conversation came so easy, that breakfast was finished and gone and they still sat there and talked. Miley was even flirting unconsciously. Things were going great until…Miley's phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Miley are you aware of what time it is?" Robbie asked.
Miley looked at her watch. Oh My Gosh! It was almost nine! She had sound check at nine.
"I'll be right there daddy. Give me about fifteen minutes. Bye."
She put her phone away and turn to Cody.
"I'm sorry, but I have to run. I had a great time. I'll keep my eyes peeled for you okay?"
"That would be great."
"Can we do breakfast again tomorrow?"
"I love too. Same time?"
"Yes."
"It's a date." Miley turn and left the restaurant for her room.
As the sun came up on the day, the monster had pick up speed and water. The storm passed over the top of Michigan during the night and was over Lake Huron. Having reload itself, the storm was heading for Canada.
