A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! I had some comments on making it more fluffy between Miley and Jake. I just wanted to explain something: they will eventually be together, but I want their relationship to gradually occur. I personally do not like the fanfics where out of the blue the two throw themselves at each other. So this will be a Jiley, but it will take time. On with the story!

Chapter Three- The Premier

Miley sighed as she slipped into her clothes. It wasn't going to be easy tonight, fighting off reporters, crazed fans, and potential stalkers. To make things worse everyone now knew about Hannah's other half, her. She just hoped she could get through the movie and the rest of the evening without something going horribly wrong. But with her luck in the past few hours, something probably would. Miley thought about everything that had happened that day, beginning with the pop quiz in math, it had all gone down hill from there. 'Not one good thing has happened to me today...' her thoughts were interrupted as an image of Jake flashed through her mind. She shook her head and continued getting ready. Why had she thought of him? She barely knew Jake... but the she had to admit her entire opinion of him had been totally wrong. He wasn't a bad guy. He was completely the opposite: kind, caring, gentle, he had a good sense of humor. A knock at her door startled her out of her thoughts.

"Miles, you ready to go?"

She let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. "Yeah dad. I'll be down in a minute." She grabbed a few essential items(lip gloss, cell phone, etc.) and headed for the door. She stopped and looked at her bedroom window, hadn't she closed that earlier? Shrugging it off as nothing she walked over the window and pulled it shut, securing the lock.

Her dad's voice bellowed up the stairs, "Miley! Your ride's here!"

She came down the stairs, "Ride? What ride?" Jake was standing in the doorway, smiling. She couldn't help but smile back. "You coming dad?"

He shook his head, "Not this time, I'm afraid the reporters might recognize me, I'll stay behind for now. You should be fine with Jake."

Both Jake and Miley looked at each other, trying to figure out what had possessed him to say that. Miley realized she better seize the opportunity, "Okay daddy, be back soon!" She walked quickly to the door, grabbing Jake's hand along the way and pulling him with her. "What was that about?" The two slid into the waiting limo, trying to figure out what had just happened.

Miley shrugged her shoulders, "I'm not really sure. My dad obviously has a different opinion of you. He's not the only one who misjudged you."

Jake smiled, "I'm glad I was able to show you the real me."

Miley laughed, "That should be my line!" The two sat in an awkward silence for a moment.

"So...What's your favorite TV show?"

Miley thought for a minute before answering, "Probably NCIS or 24(these are actually my favorite TV shows, I don't own them either!)."

Jake gasped as if offended, "You mean to tell me your favorite show isn't Zombie High? When I ask most people that question they always give me that answer."

Miley laughed, "Well, they were lying."

Jake grinned, "I know, it's nice to have an honest answer for a change." The two continued their small talk until they arrived at the premier. The driver walked around and opened the door. Jake stepped out of the limo and helped Miley, well Hannah, out as well. When the paparazzi caught sight of her they went wild. Now Miley was used to this, as Hannah, but she was not used to them calling her Miley.

"Hannah! Is it true your real name is Miley and that you moved to Tennessee?"

She laughed at the comment, remembering her dad's smooth talking. "Yes, it's true. But I will continue to come to Malibu for events like this one." Thankfully the other reporters hadn't noticed she had avoided the first question. After a few minutes of being suffocated by the press she followed Jake into the theater. An attendant seated them about five rows back from the gigantic screen. Seconds later the lights were dimmed and previews started playing.(A/N from now on I'll refer to Miley as Hannah. Whenever she's in Hannah mode, that's what I'll call her to avoid confusion.) Hannah laughed, one preview showed Jake doing a very impressive high kick, knocking a zombie's head off. What made this scene so funny, Hannah didn't know. But when Jake looked over at her, as if offended by her laughter, it only made her laugh that much harder. After Hannah quieted down the previews ended and the movie began playing.

Twenty minutes into the romance/comedy Hannah couldn't take anymore. "Jake, I know this probably sounds really harsh, but this movie sucks! Can we leave?"

Jake grinned, "I was actually thinking the exact same thing." The two quietly stood up (thankfully they had end seats and didn't disturb anyone) and exited the theater through a back entrance that the press did not know of. The second they were clear of the theater the two busted out laughing. "I can't believe that! The lines were cheesy, the actors we horrible, and I wasn't in it! Why did we come here in the first place?"

Hannah laughed, "So are you telling me you only go the movies if you are in the movie?" Jake shrugged, "Not all the time. I plan on attending a new film coming out, maybe you've heard of it. Zombie Slayer: The Movie."

Hannah looked at him skeptically, playfully hitting him on the head, "Uh, knock knock. Anyone home? You still star in that movie Mr. Big shot."

Jake laughed, "I know that! But I wouldn't go to see me."

She twirled in a circle, rolling her eyes, "Oh yeah? Well then who else would you want to see-" She stopped spinning and looked at him, he was smiling at her. That answers that question. Hannah continued walking, suddenly occupied by her feet.

Jake took notice of this and decided to change the subject for her. "So, are we walking back to your place, or do I need to call my driver?"

Hannah shrugged, "Doesn't really matter to me. It's nice out though. I don't mind walking. Actually, this wig is starting to irritate me, so if you don't mind, I'm changing back into Miley." And with that Hannah, now Miley, pulled off her wig . As she shook out her brown locks she didn't notice Jake smiling at her.

She sighed in relief and looked up at Jake, noticing he was staring at her. "What?"

Jake snapped back into reality and looked up at the night sky. "Nothing. Sorry."

The two walked on in silence until Miley motioned to an upcoming turn. "This leads to the beach, we can follow it to my house." He nodded and the two turned onto the soft, sandy path.

A/N I am sooooo sorry it took me forever to update! I had an English essay due and I didn't want to have to explain to my professor that my paper wasn't finished because I was busy updating a Hannah Montana fan fiction. I can picture it now….(shudders in terror). Also, I hoped I finally got the formatting style right, if there's anything else I can improve on , let me know! Anywho, sorry for the wait. I'll hopefully update sooner with their walk on the beach! Byez!