Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in Hannah Montana, but I did create Savannah Stewart.

Summary: Is there another Stewart that can sing? What can't she and Miley get along? R&R , Please be kind this is my first fanfic.

Savannah Montana?

Miley's POV

"Daddy, puh-lease tell me your joking" I cried out.

"Sorry Miles, but your cousin has no where else to go" Robbie Ray said to his daughter.

"Couldn't she stay with Grandma" I said, on the brink of begging.

"She's coming and there is nothing you can say that will change my mind" he said turning back to the dinner I wouldn't let him finish. I groaned one last time, and with that I got up and stomped my room.

The Next Day.

Regular POV

"Vanna" Jackson cried pulling his cousin into a hug" long time no see."

"Jackson, where's Miley, I thought she ,of all, people would want to come and be the first to say hi" Savannah said sarcastically.

"She's talking to her friends. Trying to break the news that some one else is going to be living with us. Oh, let me help you with your bags" he said grabbing the bags from her and rushing into the house and up the stairs. He stopped at the end of the hall, opened the door and put the bags down.

"Thanks Jack, This room looks awe-mazing" she said looking at the room in awe. The bed was small but that left more room for her to move around. The walls were a light yellow, it had a desk against the wall, and a T.V. in a corner. She'd brought her laptop so she had no worries about that.

The thing she liked best about the room was the black bedspread. Her favorite color was black, so very unlike Miley. The only thing Miley and her had in common was that they looked alike and they could both sing. Many times people said that if they weren't cousins they could be twins, they even shared the same birthday (A/N weird right, sorry if you get mad at me). They were far from the same no matter what anyone said. Miley wore bright colors and loved things that were fluffy. Savannah wore dark colors and loved things bubbly (read the Uglies Trilogy for meaning).

"I can handle my self for now Jacky" she said as she started unpacking.

"Okay, I'll be down stairs if you need me. Hey, I thought you'd stopped calling me Jacky" he said trying to sound hurt.

"Sorry, old habits die hard" she said as she flopped down on the bed. She pulled out her CD player and grabbed her favorite CD, The best of Evanescence. The first song 'Call Me When Your Sober' came on. She couldn't help but sing along.

Miley's POV

"Miles, who's singing" Oliver asked.

"That's kind of what I wanted to tell you guys. My cousin Savannah is going to be staying with us. She'll be going to the same school as us. She's in the same grade as us and the exact same age as me" I said trying to act as though it just slipped my mind.

"That's great Miley. I don't know why you wouldn't want to tell us" Lily said," Can I go meet her." She wasn't about to wait for me to answer her. Oliver and I walked slowly down the hall.

Knock, Knock, Knock. I really hope she doesn't answer the door, I thought, biting my lip. The door opened slowly.

"Oh My God, Miley, you two could be twins" Lily screamed.

"Hi I'm Savannah" she said with a stupid smile on her stupid face. Oliver just stood there with his mouth hanging open.

"That's Oliver, don't mind him. I don't know why Miley wouldn't tell us you were coming" Lily said looking.

"That's probably because she kinda hates me" Savannah said like it was nothing.

"Really, Why?" Lily said really wanting to know what happened.

"It's kind of a long story, Lily. Besides aren't you guys ready to go to the beach" I asked hopeful.

"Well, why doesn't Savannah come with us" Lily said looking more interested be the minute.

"Sorry Lily, I would love to but it was kind of a long journey so I'd really love to get some sleep." she said, then she saw the look of disappointment on Lily's face" But maybe I could hang out with you tomorrow."

"That would be awesome" Oliver made me jump with that. Because he had been so silent I forgot he was there.

"Okay, by Vanna" I said, pulling Oliver and Lily down stairs. When we got down to the beach I knew I was going to be interrogated.

"Okay, Miley, spill it. Why do you hate Savannah? She seems nice" Lily asked pulling out of my grasp.

A/N Tell me if you like it. If not then I'll stop writing. I try to make it a little more interesting.