For minutes brother and sister stared at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Brandon, I think you're right. We have the same color hair, our eyes are both blue, same birthday, we are both looking for our parents, and our names are so close." Brandy said.

"I don't think anymore, I know." Brandon said before he gave her a big hug.

"What was that for?" Brandy asked laughing.

"Well I'm your brother that you have never met and I wanted to make up for all the time I haven't known you." Brandon said chuckling.

"Ok so what do we do now?" he asked.

"Um some with me and we'll go over to my house k?" Brandy said.

"Yea let me call my dad." Brandon said getting his cell phone out. He convinced his dad that he was going over to a friend's house and he would be home in a while.

"Ready?" Brandy asked.

"Yep, lets go sis." Brandon said as they headed to the school parking lot.

"Hey there is my mom." Brandy said and dragged Brandon over.

"Hey mom can my new friend have dinner with us tonight?" she asked.

"Yea sure sweetie." Mrs. Roud said.

"What's his name?" Mrs. Roud asked.

"My name is Brandon." He said.

"Oh nice to meet you." Mrs. Roud said.

They got in the car and headed to Brandy's house. Once they were in her room they started talking.

"Brandy, do you know anything about mom?"

"Only that she was sixteen and had an expanding career. What about you Brandon?"

"Actually I was told a little bit more. My mom said that she was an amazing young woman. She said that our mom had brown hair like us and had a southern accent, very smart, loved singing. I heard that our dad didn't know about us. I'm guessing he left before we were born and didn't keep in touch." Brandon said.

"Oh wow, mom must have been heart broken. We have to find her but how?" Brandy asked.

"Dinner." Mrs. Roud yelled.

"Coming." Brandy said as they ran down the stairs.

"Um mom, dad, this is my friend Brandon, and well we think that we are twins." Brandy said.

"…" Was their response.

"Seriously, we have the same hair, eyes, birthday, we do the same sports, we sing, our mom was sixteen, and we're both looking for our family." Brandy said.

"Oh wow really?" Mr. Roud choked out.

"Yea." Brandon said.

"Well Brandy is our adopted daughter and if you are her brother then I guess you're kind of like family to us then." Mrs. Roud spoke up.

"Mom, we really want to find our birth mom." Brandy said.

"I'm sorry sweetie but I don't have anymore information on her." Mrs. Roud said.

"It's ok." Brandy said before they left the table and went back up to her room.

"Hey do you have any baby pictures?" Brandon asked.

"Yea I do wanna see?" Brandy asked.

"Yea I do let's go." Brandon said. They went up to her room and she pulled out a scrap book.

"Here it is." Brandy said. Brandon looked through it and got an idea.

"Can I take one out?" he asked.

"Sure." She said confused. He took one out and on the back was writing,

"My sweet darling, Brandlyn. 6/20/09."

"Oh my gosh Brandon, good idea." Brandy exclaimed.

"That must be mom's handwriting. Let's look at another." Brandon said taking one out, but finding nothing. The next one he took out was a bit odd. He found it to be sticky tacked to another photo. As he undid he saw a blonde woman with a baby in pink clothe and a man with light brown shaggy hair standing behind her.

"Brandy! Look at this. Could it be mom?" He asked.

"No look at the back it says, '6/20/09 Lily and Bro, holding Brandlyn." Brandy said.

"So that man is our uncle? Then who is the girl?" Brandon asked.

"Well Lily has to be our mom's friend or our uncle's girlfriend." Brandy said.

"I'm going to look through again." Brandon said. He flipped back to the front but something caught his eye, a corner of a picture sticking out of the slot in the very front. He took it out and gasped.

"What is it?" Brandy asked.

"Oh my gosh, that…that is our mom." Brandy gaped.

"It must be she is in the hospital bed holding us protectively." Brandon said.

"She's beautiful Brandon. Our mom is gorgeous." She said.

"I can't believe I have never found this."

"Now if we only knew her name." Brandon said flipping it over but finding nothing.

"Oh no I got to go I'll see you tomorrow." Brandon said running out the door.

"Bye bro." She yelled after him.

Across Malibu Hannah Montana was out rocking on the stage.

"Good-night everyone." She yelled and went to her dressing room.

"Good job Hannah this was your best concert yet." Lola said.

"Lola you say that every time for the past fifteen years." Hannah said laughing.

"So you get better every time." Lola said before they got back to the dressing room.

If we were a movie you'd be the right guy…

Hannah checked her phone but it said unknown.

"Hello?" she spoke into the phone.

"Hey Miles haven't talked to you for a while." The other line said.

"Who is this?" Miley asked.

"Well… Brown hair, a donut, left thirteen years ago, and your old best friend." It said.

"What the?" Miley said before she gasped.

"OLIVER?" She asked?
"Smokin Oken at your service." Oliver said.

"How did you get my number?" Miley asked.

"I just found your dad's number and called him and asked." Oliver said.

"Miley, I really miss you. I'm coming back in town. Want to go out to eat and catch up?" He asked.

"Oliver… I guess that would be ok." She said quietly.

"How about you give me your address and I will pick you up tomorrow at six?" he asked.

"Yea sure that'd be… that'd be great." She said and gave him the address.

"So I will see you tomorrow?" She asked

"Wouldn't miss it for the world." He said before they hung up.

"Miley who was that?" Lily asked walking in the door.

"You will never believe who just called." Miley said.

"Who?" Lily asked expecting it to be some famous celebrity or something.

"Oliver!" Miley yelled.

"You need to tell him sometime. When are you going to?" Lily asked kind of surprised.

" I know I know. If everything goes right tomorrow I will tell him." Miley said as they headed out to the limo to go home.

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