Disclaimer: I don't own Disney...
A/N: So now - We'll just jump to Miley, and see how she's doing. :) Argh - I can't believe how short these chapters are - The problem was that I broke them up into shorter parts - And now - Bleargh. Oh well. the longer chapters are definitely coming up soon.
Again, I apologise for the long update wait. T.T It's been a trying week.. Try having a crappy swimming instructor. Wahh. Anyways. Enjoy this short chapter.
Chapter 3 - Diva Drama
Miley Stewart twirled her hair absentmindedly, while watching her father talk to somebody on the phone. She yawned, bored, as her eyes flickered to their surroundings. They were in a concert hall - Preparing for her next upcoming concert.
She was at this stage in her life - Where she wished she wasn't famous - Because, well being famous came with problems.
And she was dealing with problem that might or might not be dangerous.
You could call it a stalker - Or just an overly obsessive fan.
Or an anti-fan who really hated her that much. It seemed pretty normal - The more famous she got, the more people seemed to want to knock her down. People were so cruel sometimes, you know.
At first she hadn't thought much of it - Just a gift basket with strange powder of some of the goods - But she asked her father to test it - Because she had her suspicions.
She was right - It was some sort of sleeping pills - Smashed up, and sprinkled over the innocent mini-muffins.
That's when she became scared.
Her father, being protective - Had called for the best protection on the west coast - They didn't feel like looking for another bodyguard, but he insisted on getting some police headquarter people things from San Francisco.
She paused, as the city name floated through her mind.
San Francisco.
She had always wanted to go there - Actually, when she was younger, she and her former best friend, Oliver Oken used to agree that they'd move there together and study there.
But that was before she messed everything up.
She had been a coward and she had did the one thing every coward does.
She ran away - Hannah Montana had an offer with a record company in Los Angeles - So she moved away from Malibu.
She hated leaving her friends without a note, or a phone call - She didn't want to tell them anything - She knew they'd somehow get to her, so she just kept everything a secret.
She was good a that.
They didn't suspect a thing, but she knew that they started to notice that she had become more distant.
That's what she was trying to do - To distance herself - She didn't want it to be too hard when she left.
If they only knew the reason why she left.
It was a pretty stupid reason actually.
That's why she was a pathetic coward.
Those words taunted her in her head, as she bit her lip to stop from letting a small sob escape her lips.
-flashback-
"Miley - What's up with you? You've been acting so distant lately - I don't even know you anymore," Oliver said, his voice quiet, and she knew that he was angry.
"I can't-- I can't tell you - You'd-- You wouldn't understand."
"I thought we were your best friends - I thought I was your best friend--"
"--That's the problem," she cried. "You're my best friend - That's the whole problem!"
"What?"
"I just-- I can't--"
"Miley. Don't you trust me?"
"I do!"
"Well, it doesn't seem like it." He looked up at her, his hurt gaze meeting her desperate one. "I trusted you too, you know."
Coming from him - Those words killed her viciously, ripping her apart.
-end flashback-
She blinked rapidly, shooting upright from her slightly slumped position on her chair. She didn't realize she had dozed off.
She had taken a trip back to her past - It was constantly nagging at her and lately the dreams had gotten more realistic - as if something significant was going to happen - Something life changing.
"Miley? Bud - You alright?"
"What?"
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. Why do you ask?"
"You look like you've just seen a death or something - Did something happen?" His voice suddenly became alert and worried.
"I'm fine, dad. Just fine."
Mr. Stewart nodded, walking to the stage to talk to the stage manager, and leaving Miley in her seat, still reeling from that flash back.
Miley wished she could call them - To talk to them, apologize for everything, and maybe..
Just maybe..
She'd finally be able to tell Oliver - To tell Lilly why she had left.
But .. Would they really understand?
Would they understand that she left because she had been in love?
And most of all - Would they understand that she was in love with Oliver Oken--
And still was?
Maybe absence really did make the heart grow fonder.
Yay... I dunno - Being in love - It's tough - You might not necessarily run away - But some people might - To get over somebody - To get a new life. But I guess - Sometimes it doesn't work. Kekekeke. Review please.