The interview earlier in the day had gone well, and now Hannah and the Jonas Brothers were getting ready for their concert. Backstage, Miley was getting into makeup when she heard a security guards walkie-talkie go off, "Hannah Montanna's manager is here. Over." She could feel herself tense.

The next few minutes were a blur, and before she knew it she heard a familiar drawl just outside the door. Usually it was comforting to hear, but today it seemed oddly menacing. "Sir, I'm Hannah's manager." Her dad pushed through the door, "Hannah, hey bud." he said, as if nothing had gone wrong.

For a second she wondered if he had forgotten about their last conversation, but then he gave her a look that told her she wasn't getting off that easy.

"Hi," she choked out.

Her hairdresser had finished pruning her blonde wig, "Miss Montanna? Makeup will be here in about five minutes. Let me know if you need anything"

She needed him to stay here, and protect her from her father, "No, I'm good, thanks"

The man left the room, leaving Miley and Robbie Ray together.

"How was the radio show?" her dad asked awkwardly.

"Uh, I think it went really well, were you listening?" Miley strained to keep her tone normal.

"Of course bud." Her father looked at her. Miley cast her eyes down.

"You know, I'm not mad at you," he said softly, "I'm sorry if I came off too strong the other night"

"A little."

"Miley, the last thing I want is to see my baby girl growing up. You know that, don't you bud Miles, I don't care if you're going around kissing boys, I can't control that, you're a teenage girl, but I would expect you to have to good taste not to do it where People Magazine can capture the moment and sell for a hundred bucks"

"So you're really not mad?" Miley asked. Robbie Ray sighed,

"No, I'm not mad at you. Me and that boy need to have a heart to heart and I'l be sending Roxy on the bus with you"

"What? Daddy, thats not fair."

"You know whats not fair? Having to find out from that your baby girl is dating, thats not fair"

Miley opened her mouth to argue, but closed it, surrendering again. "I'm sorrry Daddy, I love you"

"I love you too bud." he replied kindly, "I can't wait to see Hannah go."

Hannah stood up and hugged her dad. "Alright"

"Oh, and Miles,"

"Yeah Dad?" Hannah asked.

"Are Hannah and that Jonas boy an item?"

Hannah laughed, "I don't know Daddy"

There was a knock on the door, and her makeup crew entered her dressing room, unloading their enormous stash of makeup in front of the mirror. Hannah tried to sit very still as her every limb was pulled on and painted into submission. They coated her eyes with the usual heavy eyeliner, powdered her face and picked out an eyeshadow that would allegedly match her outfit choice and bring out the color in her eyes. Lilly walked in without knocking. She was dressed in a chartruse wig, that matched her polka dotted skirt, light blue tights that poked out over her black boots, and a printed top.

"Hey Lola," Hannah grinned.

"Hey," she replied. "Hi, Mr. Stewart."

"Hello Lola, how are you"

Lilly answered him politely, and then turned back to Miley. "Hannah, have you seen the crowds out there?"

"No, but I can hear them," Miley said, referring to the pre-show buzz, as she liked to call it. She could hear people screaming, people chanting her name, and just the overall sound of people bustling about.

"Well, Hannah," Robbie Ray said, "it's time to go out there and give the people what they want."

sorry it took me so long to update, everythingd been really busy.

i'll try to be better, and get in a few chapters a week.