A/N I would like to thank Kiana, the-black-pearl-lives, pinknpreppy23, Supergirrl and Garden Spade for reviewing! Here's chapter 4! Enjoy!
"Thank you so much for talking me into this pageant, Miley. I'm really excited!" Lilly confessed as she and Miley were walking down the school hallway the day of the pageant. The girls had a sleepover the previous night talking about what they were going to wear and say to the judges. Both girls were very excited. They just couldn't stop talking about the pageant.
"Just think, in a few hours, we'll be on stage being adored by millions of people!" Miley said, envisioning herself at The Club.
"What else is new?" Both girls laughed at Lilly's sarcasm. "You're lucky. You have experience. When I get up there I'm gonna fall for sure."
"You're gonna do great , Lilly."
"Yea, you too, Miley." Lilly said as the girls hugged each other. "One question, though."
"What's that?"
"Can I keep the dress?" Lilly said hopefully. The girls pulled apart and held each other's arms.
"Lemme think about that" Miley paused. "Okay, done thinking. That would be a NO." The girls laughed and pulled into another hug.
Amber and Ashley were outraged. They had been secretly watching the girls and eavesdropping on their conversation from behind a classroom door. Amber and Ashley were also in the pageant and didn't like the fact the Miley and Lilly were planning on doing do well.
"I don't like what I'm hearing!" Amber said fanning herself with her hands.
"I know! We have to like, do something!"
"Sabotage!" The girls said in unison. "Oooooo, ssssss." They hissed, doing their trademark move.
Meanwhile, Miley and Lilly were at Miley's house in her Hannah Montana closet preparing for the first competition. Lilly was standing in front of the full-body mirror
"Wait." Lilly put up a hand to halt Miley, who was putting on some lotion. ("It's just in case we have to shake the judges' hands." She had said.)
"What's the problem?" Miley asked, handing her lotion to Lilly.
"What are we supposed to wear to this thing?" Lilly wondered as she took the lotion and put some on her hands.
"Oh, my gosh! How could we have forgotten about that? Ok, stay calm. Lemme check." Miley grabbed the pages with information on the pageant and flipped through them at light speed. "Uhhhh… Oh! Here we go! The first competition is the Question and Answer." Miley read. "Blah blah blah… We know that already…. Outfits… Outfits… Outfits… Where are the outfits? …Rules… Judging… Oh, here it is! For the first portion of the competition, pageant contestants are to wear casual outfits, such as ones they would wear in everyday life."
"Is that all?" Lilly asked. She looked at her clothes. Today she was wearing a thin, V-neck bright orange long-sleeved hoodie over top of a bright green tank top. Over top of that was a dark green sweatshirt with two light green stripes. She had on dark green cargo pants, her favorite green hat turned to the side, and orange flip-flops. "I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing."
"Hmmm…" Miley said. She looked at her own clothes. She was wearing a brown plaid mini with a bright blue tank top underneath a brown shrug with embroidery along the neck line of pink flowers. She was wearing pink flats. "I don't know. We actually look really cute right now. Let's just keep these clothes on."
"Yea, we do look cute. I hope boys watch this pageant, too." Lilly smiled.
"Speaking of boys, do you know if Oliver's going to come?" Miley asked, looking at Lilly.
"Yea, I talked to him a few days ago."
Flashback
"Hey, Oliver!" Lilly said as she was walking down the hallway.
"Hey Lilly. What's up?" Oliver asked, walking over to her.
"You know that pageant Miley and I entered?"
"You guys are still doing that?"
"Yes! Well, are you gonna come?"
"Yea, I guess so. Why? You can't stand not to be around me, huh? You can't get enough of The Smokin' Oaken!" Oliver asked, nudging her elbow. "Eh, eh?"
"Okay, ew. Let's just pretend you didn't say that, okay?"
"Yea, ok. But I will come. All those beautiful women…"
"Oliver? Oliver?" Lilly tried to break the barrier of fantasy that Oliver had secluded himself behind, but to no avail. She gave up and walked away.
End Flashback
"Oliver is such a dork." Miley said when Lilly finished telling her story.
"Yea, but he's gonna come, so that's a definite plus…"
Miley looked at the clock. 4:00.pm
"The pageant's at 5:00. We'd better start getting ready." Miley said, standing up. She went over to her vanity. Lilly followed.
"So, what are we going for here?" Lilly asked, taking off her hat and fluffing up her hair.
"Well, do you want to keep your hat on during the pageant?" Miley asked, beginning to brush her hair with a black brush with the letters HM on it in yellow and purple.
"Did you just ask what I think you asked?" Lilly asked Miley in disbelief.
"Do you want to keep your hat on during the pageant?" Miley repeated.
"Of course I'm going to wear my hat to the pageant! It's my hat!" Lilly said as she clutched her hat close to her chest.
"Okay… Well, we can crimp a few pieces of your hair. Like, here, and here, and oh, right here." Miley said, pulling out a few strips of Lilly's hair. She pulled out a black crimper that matched her brush and sat Lilly down on a stool in front of her vanity. She began to crimp random strips of Lilly's hair, until she just decided to give up on random strips and do the whole thing. When she was done, she moved from in front of the mirror and let Lilly see. "Wha-la!"
"I love it!" Lilly cried, standing up and stroking her hair. "But how are you gonna do yours? Oh! Can we curl it! It looked really cute when you had it curled last Friday when we went to the movies."
"Okay, that would be cute!" Miley said, sitting down. Lilly started to curl Miley's hair. It was about 4:45 when she was done.
"Finished!" Lilly said.
"Oh my gosh, Lilly, I love it! Thanks Lilly! Okay, now that our hair looks absolutely fabulous, it's about time we do our make-up!"
"Miley, look at the clock. We've got, like, 10 minutes!" Thankfully, it only took about 2 minutes to drive to The Club. The girls began to apply make-up. Lilly went with soft green eyes and black eyeliner and mascara. She then applied light pink lip gloss. Miley went with a brown eye and blue eyeliner with black mascara. When the girls were done, they went downstairs and shouted for Miley's dad.
"Dad! Dad! Where are you? We've got to be there at 5!" Miley called. Robbie appeared at the doorway of the porch.
"That was tonight?" Robbie asked, sticking his head inside.
"Yea! Come on!" Miley said impatiently. She didn't want to be a minute late.
"I'm sorry darling, I completely forgot. I scheduled to meet with Hannah's stage manager for tonight's concert."
"I have a concert tonight?" Miley asked.
"Yea! But don't worry, it's not until nine. The pageant should be over by then huh?"
"Yea, well, we're both gonna get kicked out of the pageant of we don't leave now!" Lilly said motioning towards the door.
"Dad!" Miley asked.
"Get Jackson to drive you!" Robbie yelled as he went back onto the porch.
"Jackson!" Miley called. He came running down the stairs.
"What is it Miles?" He asked.
"Can you drive me and Lilly to the pageant at The Club and pick us up at 6:30? Please?" Miley asked, bring out her puppy-dog pout again.
"Ahhh, Miles! I was doin my homework!" He looked at her face and sighed. "Aw, who am I kiddin, I don't wanna do my homework. Sure I'll dirve you. I can just stay until it's over, so you don't have to wait. It'll probably be cool, actually. All those beautiful women…" Jackson acted the same way Oliver had, but Miley and Lilly knew better than to try and get him out of his trance. They just pulled on his arm and forced him into his car out front.
"Come on, Loverboy. Let's go!" Miley said to Jackson. And the three got into the car, Miley and Lilly sitting in the back, talking about how excited and nervous they were. Then Jackson started the car and they were off to the pageant.
A/N I know, sucky ending, but I couldn't think of anywhere else to stop, so here you go. P.S. I need four reviews to continue, so PLEASE REVIEW! I pretty much have the whole thing planned out, except for the very end, but if you have any ideas, do tell me! I'm happy to hear from you!