MILEY AKA HANNAH POV

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Calm down, just take it easy… I told myself. I could hear the crowds chanting my name and while on one hand it was pretty cool and exciting, it was also nerve-racking. I hadn't had a crowd like this in a LONG time. I mean, I had thousands and thousands of fans, but normally they all didn't show up for just one concert. It really seemed like the whole population of London was sitting in the stands. And I had to be perfect around them, yet again.

I took a deep breath but coughed on the powder that was being incessantly brushed onto my face. Roxie, who was trying to make up for lost time, was doing my makeup and honestly, as much as I love her, I would've rather had Debbie do it. When Debbie had been doing my dress and hair in the bathroom, she did it all quickly but gently. Gentle or any form of the word wasn't in Roxie's vocabulary. It was always fast paced with her. So fast that once while she was brushing my hair with her fancy wig brush, she ripped off the whole wig and had to put it on all over again. There was something really comfortable about Debbie and although she looked nothing like her, Debbie really reminded me of my mom. When we were getting ready, she acted like we had all the time in the world and still managed to get us ready in 10 minutes.

"Purse your lips, honey." Roxie said.

Roxie had never let anyone do my makeup. She was so overprotective that she feared people would put chemicals in my makeup. It was too hard to test everything before hand so she always did it for me.

"Okay. I think we are all ready. My, you look pretty." I looked in the mirror and honestly, she was right. My wig was half up and curly and I had a green mini dress on with black leggings underneath. The fabric was really comfortable and I could breathe really easy. It made me feel really confident, but in the back of my head I thought of Gwen, my fashion consultant and what she might be thinking. "This just won't do." I could almost hear her say "What were you thinking?!"

I felt a little guilty for a moment, wondering if I should've taken her advice, but then I heard the familiar song lyrics run through my head "I know who I am, I know where I stand…"

Dressing like the way Gwen wanted me to wasn't who I was. It was who she wanted me to be and I wasn't going to give into her pressure. I was going to be me, even if it meant firing her.

I was awoken from my thoughts when I heard the high pitched squeals of girls. I looked up thinking for a second that fans had gotten onto the stage, when I saw the Redemption Girls. I had totally forgotten about them. They were giggling excitedly in their band attire, not exactly my style but still cute.

"Oh Hannah! You look gorgeous!" Laura said to me giving me a hug "That is so your color!"

"Thanks! You guys look good too, are you excited?" I asked

"Are you kidding?" Allie said "I'm dying here! I can't WAIT to go on!"

"Yeah this from a girl who had such bad stage fright she puked on my guitar." Chloe laughed.

"What?!" I said

"Our first real gig was a talent show. She got so nervous she puked on my guitar. We won second place though, so it was worth it."

"That must've been so scary." Lilly popped in.

"LOLA!" They all cried out passing around hugs.

Looking at this group of girls, you'd think of them all as pretty tough. They had kind of a punk rocker look going on; Chloe especially with her piercings and short spiked hair. But they were all so sweet, just went to show that you can't judge a book by it's cover.

"Have you seen Will tonight?" Allie asked in a stage whisper

"No, we haven't." I said trying to not the dreamy smile on her face creep up onto mine.

"Oh my gosh, he's gorgeous! Don't you think he's gorgeous?!" She said wistfully.

"Yes, yes and yes! His eyes, have you seen his eyes? Soooo pretty! Not that I prefer him over my Jason or anything… I do have to admit though the guy has got it goin' on!" Lilly replied

"Okay Allie, time to get your head out of the clouds. We need to go get headsets." Chloe said starting to walk away.

"Bye Hannah and Lola! We'll see you after we're done! We can hang out and watch Will perform together!" Laura said as they all left

"Okay! Good Luck you guys! We'll be cheering for you!" Lilly called after them.

"They are so nice I can't believe it!" she said

Just then, Will came into view. Allie was right, he did look good. He had a blue shirt on that really made his eyes pop. He didn't see me at all yet, so I could watch him for as long as I wanted. His mom was with him talking to him about something and he was laughing. He had such pretty white teeth. I guess I didn't realize that I was staring as much as I was, because suddenly I felt a hit on my arm.

"Ow!" I told Lilly

"Sorry but I said your name like eight times. You looked like a zombie, try not to be so obvious."

Before I could answer he was right behind me.

"Hannah! How's it going?" He asked me in a smooth voice.

I turned around and opened my arms for a hug. He held me in the hug for a little longer than I expected, but all it did was make me happier.

"You look really beautiful tonight, Hannah." He told me "And I must say, the red wig is lookin' pretty hot on you Lola."

"Thanks Will." Lilly and I told him, feeling flattered.

"Uhh…I think I'm going to go talk with your daddy Hannah, is that okay?" Will's mom asked in almost a babyish tone.

I nodded, wanting to inform her that I wasn't a baby anymore.

"Have you seen Omar?" Lilly asked me

"Not since we were getting ready in the trailer, have you seen him?" I asked Will.

"Not yet. Actually, I thought that he'd be with you."

"I'm going to go find him." Lilly said. As she passed me she gave me a not so sly wink. I blushed.

"So…" He said, probably feeling the awkwardness. "If I…uh…wanted to sing a song with you how would I get around to doing that?"

"What do you mean?" I asked him

"Do I have to make an appointment or something, cause you've been doing a lot of duets lately, one with Omar that really sticks out in my mind…"

"Oh, he's just a friend." I said.

Did that sound way too eager? Hopefully he didn't think I was being too easy or something.

"The tabloids have been saying differently about us lately and they're lies." I said, trying to add reason to my quickness.

"Oh, well in that case, do you think if I pulled a surprise song out of my hat the oh-so-famous Hannah Montana would be willing to sing it with little old me?"

"Well let me see…" I said looking at my pretend schedule. "It looks like tonight is pretty packed. It's the first concert of the tour you know."

"Do you think she could possibly find a tiny opening in there? I know that if Hannah could do this Will would owe her…say a dinner date?"

"Well…I'm not sure." I told him a smile on my lips.

"Please, I'm begging you. This would really mean a lot to him." Will said, doinghis best puppy dog face.

I let out a chuckle "Okay. I'll do it but I'm holding you to the end of your deal. It better be a good dinner too. No leftovers."

"Hannah I'm hurt, you seriously think I wouldn't give you a nice meal? It'll be the best for you!" He said, winking at me. He gave another hug then walked away.

"Good luck! I'm sure they'll love you!" I called after him. I know I did.

If you haven't noticed already, I am going in a Miley POV—Oliver POV—Lilly POV pattern in this story. I will be breaking that in probably the next two or three chapters. Instead of going Miley—Oliver—Lilly, I'll just be going Miley—Oliver—Miley. Not that it should really matter, but just wanted to let you know! Thanks again for all the feedback! REVIEW!!