A/N Hey again, everybody! I just wanna say thanks again to all my reviewers! And yes, I know, that whole Amber and Ashley thing was kinda iffy, but oh well. Let's move on! Lol. Ok, I wanna give a big thank you to Supergirrl, angry eyes, sandylover, lilerin91, MoonShine101, Kiara'sTwin, Garden Spade, luckyducky93, babyqint and Elizabeth for reviwing!1 You guys are awesome! So here we are with chappie numero 6.
Well, I better get in line, huh? I don't wanna miss the judging. Lilly thought to herself as she watched Miley. She still didn't understand why Miley had snapped at her like that. She got in line behind Kimberly Gier. She looked back towards Miley, but Miley ignored her and started to talk to Narcissa Serga, who was standing behind her. Lilly looked forward again, and was slapped in the face with Kimberly's long, blonde hair. It reminded Lilly of her own.
"Pssht." Lilly sputtered, trying to get the hair out of her face. She shook her head. "Today is just not my day!" She said to herself.
"Okay, everyone, I hope you're ready, because it's time to go out for the judging." Mary, the backstage manager, said to the girls. There were squeals of anticipation and excitement throughout the girls. "Let's go!" She guided the now silent girls out through the curtain. They now stood in two straight lines of ten across the stage. Miley and Lilly were split up. Lilly was in the first line and Miley was in the second. Jacinda was standing in front of them with a microphone in her hand.
"Hello again, girls!" She said with a smile. "It is time for the judges to decide who is in, and who is out. Five of you will be out, so that leaves 15 of you still in. Judges…" She said, implying that she was finished.
"Alright, you all were fantastic, but sadly, we can only pick 15 of you to be in." Tracey began. "We will call the names of those who are still in. If your name is called, you need to come and stand over by Ms. Livingston." She indicated Jacinda, who had moved to the right side of the stage.
"Kimberly Gier, you are in." Keith said. Kimberly squealed and walked over to Jacinda. She had a huge smile on her face.
"Rachel Martin, you are in." Lacey said, smiling. A girl with long, brown, curly hair walked over to Jacinda. She didn't show any trace of happiness.
Those serious pageant-type people are just so strange. Lilly thought to herself as she watched Rachel walk across the stage.
"Elizabeth Montgomery, you are in." Tracey said. Oliver and Jackson nudged each other as Elizabeth smiled and stood next to Rachel.
"I know I'm comin back tomorrow." Jackson said, smiling strangely. Oliver nodded.
"Oh, yeah." He said, and arched his eyebrow. He smiled.
"Amber Matthews, you are in!" Keith said. Amber clapped her hands and went to stand over by Elizabeth.
"Ashley Christianson, you are in." Lacey said. Ashley mimicked Amber's actions and stood next to her. They hugged.
"Lilly Truscott, you are in." Tracey said. Lilly smiled and looked over at Miley, then remembered they weren't talking. She smiled and walked over to Ashley. Ashley smiled at her. Lilly frowned and raised one eyebrow.
"Miley Stewart, you are in." Lacey said. Miley half-smiled and walked over to the row of girls standing next to Jacinda. Then 8 other names got called and 8 other girls excitedly rushed to the winners' line.
"You all did very well today, girls! Let's give them one more round of applause!" Jacinda said to the 5 depressed-looking girls standing in the middle of the stage. The audience cheered loudly. "We'll see you tomorrow, ladies! Good night!" She waved and the girls went backstage once more. Lilly wanted to talk to Miley. After all, she was her ride home. She also wanted to ask her about earlier. She looked through the crowd of excited and disappointed girls. She saw Miley's head: long, brown, curly hair. She walked over to her.
"Hey Miley," Lilly began. The girl turned around and was not Miley at all. Instead it was the girl named Rachel that Lilly had thought was rather strange. "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were my friend, Miley."
"Umm… No. I am Rachel Martin. Pleased to your acquaintance make." She said with a very strong Russian accent. I thought this was an American pageant. Lilly thought to herself. Why does everyone I talk to have an accent? The girls shook hands.
"Oh, hi, umm… Congratulations on making it to the next round." Lilly said awkwardly.
"Oh, you, too. We will be seeing each other more often lots. It is good to have a few friends." Can I trust her? Lilly thought. Yea, you can trust the Russian. Or was that the Czechoslovakian? Or both? Or… oh whatever.
"Yea, well, it looks like you're the only friend I've got right now." Lilly opened up to her. Rachel looked concerned. "It was the Russian!" Lilly shouted. Rachel looked at her, confused. "Did I say that out loud?" Lilly asked, looking around. Rachel nodded.
"Yes, well, umm… what do you mean when you say, "the only friend you've got?"
"Well, you know the girl I mistook you for? Her name's Miley?" Rachel nodded. "Well, right before the judging, she got all hostile, and I don't know what came over her. She's usually a really cool person." Lilly shrugged.
"Well, maybe it was the pressure of the pageant. That can tear the closest friends even apart." Lilly considered that.
"Well, what should I do?" Lilly asked, looking into Rachel's eyes. They were an icy blue. They made Lilly shudder.
"Well, if she can't handle the pressure, why you should have to?" Lilly couldn't tell where Rachel was going with this.
"Huh?"
"If Miley thinks okay it's to dump her friends, then why you can't?" It took Lilly a minute to sort through Rachel's mixed-up words, but she finally understood.
"If Miley thinks it's ok to dump me, why can't I dump her? I see what you mean, but Miley's my best friend. She's awesome." Lilly was thinking of all the good timed they've had. Then she thought of the bad. She realized that Rachel's words could possibly be true. "Thanks, Rachel; you've helped me realize something. I guess friendships don't always last a lifetime." And with those final words, she left the building. Rachel is totally right. Why should I take Miley's crap? I should be dishing out some of my own!
"Hey Lilly; you ready to go?" Jackson asked, getting into his car.
"No. I'm not going home with you guys."
"Umm… ok."
"Hey, Jackson, can you tell Miley something for me?" Lilly asked, adjusting her hat so that it was tight down on the right side of her face.
"Sure, what?" Jackson asked, looking up at her.
"Tell her that…" She licked her lips and thought for a second. "Tell her that I don't wanna be her friend anymore, and she can have her stupid grape juice dress back. Thanks. Bye." She took off down the street. Jackson was left sitting in his car, dumbfounded.
"Did I miss something?" Jackson asked himself. "Whatever." He turned on the radio. He sang along in a high-pitched girly voice. "Don't let nobody tell you your life is over. Be every color that you are. Into the rush now, you don't have to know how. Know it all before you try." It was Aly and Aj's song: Rush. Just then Miley came up.
"I cannot belive we're related." She said and got into the passenger seat.
"You may have gotten the voice, but I…" He smiled. "I got the looks." He examined himself in the rearview mirror. "Man I look good."
"Please… Just take me home. I have a concert tonight, remember?"
"Don't you wanna know where Lilly is?" Jackson asked her, though he knew perfectly well that Lilly had gone home already.
"Yea! Where is she?" Miley's face fell as she remembered Lilly and their fight. I can't belive I actually believed Amber and Ashley. I'm so stupid. We vowed to be honest to each other, always and forever. Lilly would never do anything like that, and I should have known better. I need to talk to her and apologize. Miley thought as she closed her eyes.
"She went home. She gave me a message for you, though." He started the car. Miley opened her eyes.
"What was it!" She asked eagerly. Jackson backed out of the parking lot and stated to drive down the street. Lilly was long gone by now.
"She said: Tell her that I don't wanna be her friend anymore, and she can have her stupid grape juice dress back. Thanks. Bye." He smiled at her.
"Oh my gosh! No! This is all my fault! Uggh!" She roared. "I'm so stupid! Why did I belive Amber and Ashley? I mean, they think they're so awesome. They probably got a great laugh over my falling for their stupid prank. I mean, why would they do that anyway? It's not like they would gain anything from- Wait a second. That's it! Why didn't I see it before? I am so stupid! Uggh!" She hit herself on the head several times.
"What in the dear Lord's name are you talking about?" Jackson inquired. He didn't understand a word of Miley's blabbering. He told her the whole story, including Amber and Ashley tricking her into thinking Lilly was using her so Miley would turn against her and they would do better in the pageant. "Ohhhh… And now you feel bad because you were mean to Lilly and now Lilly hates you?" They pulled into their driveway.
"Exactly. Uggh, this is horrible! What am I gonna do?" She got out of the car and went inside to find her dad. "Daddy?" She called. She found him in the kitchen, making popcorn.
"Hey darlin. How was the movie?" He said, turning around to face her.
"What? I didn't go to a movie. I was at a pageant, remember?" She sat down next to him.
"What's the matter, Miley?" He pulled out his popcorn, opened it and poured it into a big glass bowl.
"Oh, dad, everything's the matter. My friendship with Lilly is totally ruined, and it's all my fault." She took Robbie's popcorn bowl and shoved handfuls into her mouth.
"Go ahead. It's not like I was gonna eat that or anything." He said sarcastically. "Now, what happened, honey?" Miley told him all about it. She was getting tired of telling the story over and over. "I see." He said when she had finished. "But why did you believe those girls? Why didn't you just talk to Lilly about it?"
"I don't know. Maybe all the pressure from the pageant was getting to me. I mean, I'm trying to take this seriously. I guess that's why Amber and Ashley talked to me instead of Lilly." Miley's face fell.
"Well darlin, if you started the fight in a small way, make up for it in a big way. Now gimme back my popcorn. You got a concert in an hour and a half. Go do whatever you do before a concert." He took the bowl from her hands.
"My concert!" Miley thought of a way to make things better with Lilly. It's these times that make me glad I'm Hannah Montana. She thought.
A/N Yea, I know, another short chapter, but if I continued, it would be way too long. So… thanks reviewers and if you have any ideas or tips or suggestions, do tell! Thanks very much! Oh, and if anyone noticed, I based Ms. Jacinda Livingston on the host, Heidi Klum, (I think that's her name) of Project Runway. It's a show on Bravo. New episodes every Wednesday! Tell me if you watch it, we can discuss how this new Wendy Pepper character is going to take over like last season... lol That probably sounded really weird if you've never seen the show before. lol Well, PLEASE REVIEW!