Miley pulled herself out of bed, remembering everything that had happened the previous day. What she didn't understand was why she really didn't mind what he did. Before lil-Lilly could say anything, Miley shook all thoughts of Jake to the back of her mind and picked out a Hannah outfit. Lilly was snoring her nose off, as usual, and Miley couldn't help but giggle. She went into the bathroom and started the water for her shower.

As soon as the bathroom door closed, Lilly cautiously opened one eye to make sure Miley was gone. With her suspicions confirmed, she grabbed the phone and called the dance studio.

"Um, hi. This is Lola Luftnagle, Hannah Montana's BFF. Anyway, she just had one little complaint about yesterday. Yes, she said it was too cold. That's right, she works best in hot climates. Helps her adjust to the stage lights." Lilly made a weird face that clearly meant she had no idea what she was saying. "Mm-hmm, she wants the air conditioner removed. Doesn't wanna accidentally bump it." Lilly finished. "Thanks." She hung up.

Now she just had to wait for Robby to go to the studio, come back, and tell em the news. She decided to watch TV.

Robby Ray entered the room just as Miley was coming out, fully dressed as Hannah Montana. "Uh, bud, yer gonna wanna out on some cooler clothes." He told her, seeing the boots, jeans, long sleeved shirt, and the jacket in her hands.

"Dad, this is the latest fashion in New York. I'm pretty sure it's cool." She said cluelessly.

"No, what I meant was that they removed the air conditioner from your room, and all the others were booked." He watched her face fall in confusion.

"Mustached-daddy say what?"

"Yeah, the lady working the front desk didn't know anything about it. Said she'd call the receptionist that had just clocked ff, but she couldn't get in touch." He explained.

"Ugh, fine! I'll change." Miley said angrily, grabbing a pair of shorts and a tank-top. Lilly smiled a self-satisfied smile. She grabbed her phone and sent Jared a text:

Done. :)

Jake walked into the studio with Jared and Jason. Suddenly, Jared's phone vibrated. He pulled it out and smiled deviously at what he read. Jake gave him a strange look before heading into their own room. Jason and Jared only had two days of lessons and they were with someone else.

When he stepped into his room, he felt he'd start breaking out in sweat by just standing there. He threw his jacket in a corner, glad to be rid of it and started stretching. Almost right away, he was unbearably hot.

He heard the door open, but pretended not to as he pulled off his sweater and shirt to reveal a white tank-top. He'd been smart enough to wear basketball shorts, since he'd nearly died the day before.

Miley nearly lost her breath as she stepped into the dance room. First, because it was almost too hot to breathe. But it didn't help that Jake was pealing down to a street-basketball outfit. His white Speedo Mesh Tank showed his muscles perfectly.

Temporarily allowing herself to get lost in this, she noticed that he really did look like he was gonna play basketball. His white and navy Adidas Vigo Shorts went down to just past his knees. She also noticed that his shoes were Adidas Superstar 2G Ultra Basketball shoes. (I was bored, so I looked up their outfits at The navy blue stripes on the side matched his shorts perfectly.

She snapped back and shook her head gently. "Oh good, you're wearing clothes you can dance in today." Miley said, pretending to be proud, as she set down her stuff.

"Yeah, well, I figured… that… uh-" He lost his train of thought as he laid eyes on her. He couldn't believe he'd get to watch her dance in that.

She was wearing a white spaghetti strap tank top. Her shoes were black union bay high-tops. Her black MJ Soffe Solid Shorts barely went half-way down the top of her legs, revealing the hard efforts on her tan. Her blonde wig was down, but she had two black pony-tail binders on her wrist in case she needed t put her hair up.

"Well, you were obviously expecting this heat." He remarked after regaining his composure.

"Yeah, my dad dropped by earlier and the air conditioner was gone." She explained simply. He stared in disbelief at her.

"And you didn't bother warning me?!"

"Nope."

"Thanks." He said with no emotion except sarcasm.

"Hey, I'm taking time out of my tour to attempt to teach you how to dance." She pointed out.

"True. So what's today?"

"Hip-hop." She stated, receiving an odd look from Jake. "I found this on Lilly's pillow." She handed him lyrics for Keke Palmer's 'Keep It Movin'. "Remember, we're doing karaoke? Also, at every wedding reception, they play songs like 'Pop, Lock, and Drop It' and 'Crank Dat Soulja Boy'. This ain't an exception." She explained as he looked ver the lyrics.

"O-k." He said, overwhelmed by the work he knew was coming.

"Let's get started." She said, smiling falsely as she grabbed the lyrics out of his hand and stashed them in her bag.

After two hours, both teen stars were sweating like mad and had only two things to show for it. They had managed to work on the song, both singing it and making up a routine, and pay back on their friends for trying to spring something so complicated on them.

They decided to start working on 'Pop, Lock, and Drop It'. She was surprised that there was someone that didn't know it.

"Look, all ya do is twist your right heel and bend that knee," as she explained it, she did the movement, "then your left," she did that too, "and drop it." and, still in her position, she bent her arms in front of her and bent low. Then she started the song. (Incase that was wrong up there, that was the way a girl at my school party said to do it.)

He watched, but Jake just couldn't get it. It was quite amusing for Miley, watching Jake twist his feet but forget to bend his knees. Finally, she got behind him and instructed, "Put your arms like this." She slid her arms across his and bent the way she'd had them. He inwardly smirked and thanked the lord.

As his arm flexed, her mind dazed off to what it would probably feel like to have them around her waist. He was a bit stronger looking then the other guys in their grade. Her mind came to and she scolded herself and that annoying voice in her head, that was starting to sound like a strange mix of Lilly's voice and her own. Creepy.

She took her foot and kicked his heel until it was in the right position, and told him t bend his knee. He did. She repeated this process with his left. She backed off and instructed him to bend down. He did, and was impressed. He'd actually done it!

"Congratulations." She said dryly.

When they arrived back at the hotel, the three boys went to their room. Miley arrived in hers only to find a frantic Lilly searching behind the TV. Miley smiled, knowing what her blonde friend was looking for. She quickly set the lyrics on the TV and then went out the door. After hearing a muffled, "Yes! Found em!" She headed back in. Lilly stuffed the lyrics in a drawer and said, "Hey, how was the lesson?"

"Fine." Was Miley's reply.

"Yeah, wouldn't wanna leave out any details." Lilly said sarcastically.

"Wasn't anything special. Except it was boiling hot in there! But we made a routine for one song and then I taught him the 'Pop, Lock, and Drop It'. It took him forever to get it down." She groaned and rolled her eyes.

"I bet he liked that." Lilly said, barely containing her laughter at the glare on Miley's face.

"I don't wanna talk about it." She said in an icy tone.

"I think somebody's starting to get a crush on the zombie slayer." She said zombie slayer in a sing-song tone.

"Puh-lease. Moi?" Miley asked, pointing at herself questionably. 'I think I actually am.' She FINALLY admitted in her head, and half smiled.

Ok, for real this time. She is starting to like him. I have a great idea for next time, but unfortunately I have to go through my list again. And with my busy schedule, and being grounded last week for a day-and-a-half, I'm a little behind. But please review, cause you know that it makes me happy. And a happy author makes for faster updates!

Luv Wendy:)(: