Madisons P O V

I closed my eyes, not because I was scared, but I thought it would be the right time to. The song was coming to where I was supposed to start.

"When I woke up this morning

I didn't reallize

What I was missing

But the more my clock ticked

I knew it had something to do with you

Because the more I got into you

The more I knew that it was true

And now I can't let you go

But you still have to know

(Cameron comes out from the curtain and we both sing while the crowd cheers about Cameron joining me)

That without you

I'm halfway here

And halfway there

But somewhere in the middle

You find me,

And I'm running through the dark

(Cameron only)

It's always seemed like

I didn't know

What was gone

But it was somewhere

Within time

And everything just stayed away

Until I knew what was mine

(Both of us)

But you know

That without you

I'm halway here

And halfway there

But somewhere in the middle

You find me,

And I'm running through the dark

(Me only)

Cause you know that I'm worth fightin for

And with an iron grip

But if you loosen up your fingers

You'll find it's not worth the trip

But if you'd look in the middle

(Both of us, whispering)

You find me,

Running through the dark"

We both stopped and caught our breath. It was a very punk rock sound to our song, and the audience loved it.

"Thank you everyone, but it is time for a ten minute intermission, and than Jake will take over," I said.

The audience cheered as we left the stage. We weren't watching where we going, just smiling and waving to people that were cheering. All of a sudden, we grasped on our shirts, and pulled up. When we turned our heads around enough, we were greeted by Johnny, hugging the crap out of us.

"That was the best song, I think you could have ever written. The beat to it, matched up with the way you sand the words, was beautiful. We are going to put it on Jake's next CD, and make gazillions!" Johnny said.

"That was a very good song honey," dad said.

"Thanks," Cameron and I said.

"Okay now since you, Madison, did an encore last time, you probably won't do one this time, but that's okay. Alright Madison you can go into your dressing room to take off your wig, and come back here," Miley said.

"Don't we have signing after the concert?" I asked.

"Yeah, so?" she asked.

"Well than I should probably keep my wig on," I pointed out.

"Good call, glad you caught that," she said hugging me. "I loved both of your songs."

I smiled to myself huge, and grabbed a room temperature water, than went to the side of the stage to watch Cameron when he got out there.

"Jake Montana to the stage in one minute," annoncer called.

The audience annoncer started the introduction for Jake.

"Hey Madison, you did great out there," Cameron said coming over.

"Oh thanks, I thought you did good too," I said.

"Well it was mostly you," he said.

"I don't think so," I flirted. I know what you are thinking. Shut up. I am not a flirt. Okay a little. Don't push it.

"Jake Montana to the stage in five, four, three, two."

Cameron left me smiling, to go out on stage and sing. For an hour, I just kind of tooled around doing this or that. Cameron had his own intermission, and than he went back on, before we had a chance to talk.

"Dad, I don't know what to do. Cameron is a wonderful singer, but I've heard him sing this song quite a few times," I complained to dad.

"Why don't we go check out the donut table together?" he asked.

I smiled big. "Okay," I said. We raided the table, but didn't go overboard.

"You know you look alot like Miley," he said.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah, only your hair is closer to blonde than brunette like her. She looked just like you except for the hair color when she was this age."

"That's cool. Miley is really pretty," I said grabbing another donut.

"Yes she is. I thought that my whole life," he said.

"Well than why did you marry mom?" I asked.

"I always thought both of them where drop dead gorgeous. But your mom, had the personality of a wife that just clicked you know? She was perfect ever since the day in preschool when I helped her say good bye to her mom," he said.

As soon as he said that I remembered when Cameron helped me. I can imagine us that young. It's a really cute mental picture.

"How did you guys meet?" I asked.

"Well in preschool, I saw this blonde little girl who was very shy and scared. I asked if she would play blocks with me, and she said she might when her mom leaves. She clung to her mom, like that stuff in the laundry," he said pausing.

I nodded.

"Well than she started crying when her mom left, so I said it would be okay, and eventually she believed me. We've been best friends ever since. And a little more than best friends after eleven years of friendship."

I giggled. It related to me and Cameron, but we are only fourteen, so I doubt we will get married.

"How old did where you guys when you started dating again?" I asked.

"Fourteen," he answered.

I gulped. Dead on discription.

"Hey look, Cameron is done, we gotta go," he said grabbing my wrist and pulling me over there.

After about half an hour, we met outside the concert hall to sign autographs and meet fans. Two hours later, we were exhausted but we did not quite want to go home really.

"So Madison, are you okay with putting our song on my CD?" Cameron asked when we where by my dressing room alone.

"Yeah, I think it is a great idea. I can't wait to record it. Do they have any dates set out yet?" I asked.

"No, but we will within a few weeks. I can't believe we are actually across the country, on tour together," he said.

"I know, it is a dream come true. Touring the country with my best friend."

"I'm almost glad Dillon didn't come," Cameron laughed. Did you hear that? Did you hear that! Reread it if you have to, but he is glad that Dillon didn't come! I feel faint! Does that mean he likes me? Of course he does, but I can't believe it! He isn't awkward about it at all!

"Yeah. Well I will be right out. I just have to transform back into Madison Oken again," I said leaving. I was glad noone knew my last name when I performed. I took off my wig, and packed into my suitcase. Mom said she couldn't wait to hear any more of the concerts that I hadn't told her about when I get home. I tried to tell her everything, but the battery went dead. It's funny to think that just a week ago, I would rather eat forty terranchulas, alive, and hug sixty deadly poiseness snakes, rather than sing in front of an audience. But here I am. I think I was more scared than I should have been. I took of my Madison clothes, and packed them into my dressing room suitcase too, and than changed back into my clothes from before, and left, to find Cameron already waiting for me by the door to leave.

"Take long enough?" he asked.

"Duh. I am a girl," I scoffed.

He laughed, and we climbed on.

"So what are you guys going to do?" Johnny asked.

"Probably, just hang out for a little bit. Atleast I will. I'm so tired but I'm not ready to go to bed," Cameron said.

Everyone including Cameron and dad looked at me.

"Yeah, me too probably," I said. "But I feel like putting on my fuzzy pajamas first," I said in a kindergarten voice. Cameron and Johnny exploided. They loved it when I talked in that voice.

I went into my room, and found my pink pajamas with blue and yellow bunnys. Than I got my green froggy slippers. Cameron got them for me for my birthday. It's really funny, because I got him yellow spongebob slippers that squeak when you step on them just right.

When I was done I went out to the room, and decided to pee before sitting down. Miley was making us hot chocolate.

When I came outside, Miley handed me a huge mug, and I sat on the love seat next to Cameron to watch t.v. I know what you are thinking again. Not funny.

"So Madison, I think we should go shopping tomorrow before your concert, for a new outfit," Miley said.

Cameron rolled his eyes.

"You can't expect her to wear the same thing on stage twice do you?" Miley asked.

"I guess not. Never really thought about it," he said.

Miley and I smirked. I finished of the rest of my hot chocolate, and watched t.v. The next thing I knew I was being shaken.

"Madison! Madison! Wake up! We have to go to our bunks!" Cameron said. I opened my eyes to find us on the love seat, with Miley and Johnny in the kitchen, and dad in the bathroom.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"1:30 a.m.," he answered.

"How long have I been sleeping?" I asked.

"Only about half an hour," he answered. "I fell asleep too, but than woke up, and decided to wake you up so we could go sleep in our bunks."

"Thanks," I said getting up next to him.

We headed over to our room, and he got up to the middle one, and I was about to get into the top one.

"Hey Madison, that was a really beautiful song that you wrote by yourself you know," he said before I got up there.

"Thanks. I liked ours," I said

"It was all thanks to you," he said. Now I didn't care how this seemed. I had to do it. I leaned in, and kissed him friendly on the cheek. He knew I didn't mean much by it. Just as a thank you.

"Good night," I said trying to climb up. But than I looked back down at him, and I'm not sure who decided to, but I found my lips tangled up in his. I wasn't going to slap him for it this time.