A/N sorry in the delay of updating… Like I said in my other updates, school got in the way haha. Sorry, anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 2

Music is Serious

The first day of school and instantly it turned out so wrong. I didn't intend to be caught singing, but I was. I just can't believe that I got caught just like that, I thought that I was alone, but now that I know that I wasn't, it all sucks.

My first few classes went by quickly, but once it was my music class, it felt so weird. I had Music 2, which is after Music 1 obviously, and you take it after you're allowed to take it when you're from grades 10-12, just as long as you took Music 1.

People still question me on why I take music, but as simple as that, I just tell them that I wanted to pursue my dream into becoming a singer and hopefully I'll be a better singer. Also the fact that it's an easy A class and I would do anything to get an A.

I walked into the classroom looking forward to whatever happens in the class. I looked around seeing a few people I knew like Amber Addison and Ashley Dewitt.

I took a seat at the front row right next to the door so that once the bell rang, I could leave. I put my bag down and looked at the teacher. I groaned seeing Mrs. Rodrigues looking at a piece of paper sitting at her desk. Mrs. Rodrigues was one of the meanest hardest teachers ever and I hated her. She substituted my music class last year once because my teacher left early and she had a free period and she was mean. she made us sing non stop and she had the guts to actually say that I sucked at singing.

As soon as the bell rang, everyone settled at their seats giving Mrs. Rodrigues our full attention. She looked up and down at the piece of paper before introducing herself.

"Good afternoon class!" She exclaimed with as much excitement in her voice as possible

"Good afternoon." Everyone replied dully.

I slouched at my seat staring at Mrs. Rodrigues with my elbows propped on the table with my hands holding my head. I was bored, the first day was boring and all I wanted to do was get in my room and wrap myself up in my blanket.

"For introductions, I am Mrs. Rodrigues and this class is Music 2. Some of you might know me and some of you may not. I hope you have a fun time in this class and that's it!" Her mouth curved up, which sorta looked like a forced smile, at the class, but soon enough, she had a serious face on which sent a shiver down my spine.

"Ohh, by the way, if you think you'll pass this course easily, you're mistaken. Although Music 1 was just notes, singing, drills, and whatnot, Music 2 is more on its serious matter."

'Music is serious? I always took music seriously since it is apart of my life, but why is Mrs. Rodrigues making this whole thing a big deal? It's not like she's going to make us sing in front of a load of people.' I said to myself as soon as Mrs. Rodrigues said that. She's a strict teacher, but she's one of the most respected teachers here. Why is she so serious with music anyway?

"What do you mean it's more serious?" A voice from behind me squeaked and Mrs. Rodrigues eyes darted from her desk holding a piece of paper to the person behind me.

I turned around seeing a small girl, her face red, big glasses on; looking completely scared staring right at the teacher.

I looked back at Mrs. Rodrigues, who stood up from her chair and walked around the front of the desk to talk to the class.

"Well to answer your question, usually, around the end of the quarter, I have concerts for you all to perform in the school auditorium. It will be like a final project, you will all have to sing in it and perform, sorta like a big concert. Since this is a full year course, at the end of the year, you will hold a major concert that will be held at Grand Center." (Made place up)

Everyone gasped and so did I. if I knew that this is how hard this class would've been, I wouldn't even have thought of taking it. I would never want my little big secret out that easily. I just have to sing badly and hopefully it will all end soon.

"Isn't the Grand Center the place where Hannah Montana has her concerts?" a boy asked from the back of the class and Mrs. Rodrigues smiled.

One of her rare smiles which she always had on when she was happy with a weird question being asked.

"Ah, yes, Hannah Montana's concerts are placed there almost every second Friday or Saturday of the month. She's a very talented singer; none of you would probably beat her as a singer. Someone at her age that can sing so strongly like her can definitely make the good list of this class. Apparently none of you will be like her." She said rudely.

I felt flattered, but mad at the same time. She had no right to judge us like that, seriously, but it was cool that she really liked the way I sang, as Hannah of course.

"Now-" She started, but her attention soon was brought to the class door as it opened up revealing the boy I saw earlier this morning.

"Sorry I'm late Mrs. Rodrigues, I was at the counselors." He said and looked at the classroom. Once he saw me, a smile played on his face and I looked away trying to hide my blush.

'Oh my gosh, he's in this class! How is my plan to avoid him for the rest of the year going to happen when he's going to be with me for the rest of the year?' I thought to myself and sighed loudly. It was only the first day of school and I'm already feeling crappy.

"It's okay Mr. Greendale, next time bring a note." She said. "Now take the seat right there, next to…"

I looked up at Mrs. Rodrigues and she pointed at the empty seat next to me.

"What's your name?" She asked me and I gulped.

"Miley." I said and looked back down at my desk.

I heard his footsteps walk closer to me and the chair next to me slid far from the table and he sat in it.

"Hey Miley." He whispered at me and I looked up at him. I forced myself to smile and I said hi back just before looking back down at my desk being lost in my own world.

"Now that that's settled, look around you because that's where you will be seated for the rest of the year!" She clapped her hands and I froze.

'Damn, I'm stuck sitting next to this weirdo for the rest of the year.' I groaned and started to hit my head against the hard table.

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After school, Jackson, Oliver, Lilly, Luann, and I met up at my locker so that we all could leave together to go home.

"How was your day?" Jackson asked as he leaned against the locker beside me.

"Crapless." I sighed, shoving my new textbooks I got from my classes today. Only four classes and already I have two text books for them. Stupid biology and English.

"Why? Mine went quite well actually, even though we don't have any classes together, I really love my auto class." Oliver said as I handed him my bag to hold for a second.

I sighed as I closed my locker, locking it with my pink lock, and leaning against it. "There's this dude in my music class that caught me singing this morning."

"Really? What about him? Is that why you met us in the gym late?" Lilly asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, I wanted to see how it felt like in the school auditorium and then I started to sing We'll Be Together thinking that no one was in there and then he suddenly pops up saying I was good." I looked up at the ceiling and rolled my eyes.

"You should be more careful idiot." Jackson hissed and I glared at him.

"You think I'm that dumb? I know I should've been more cautious and I even checked all over the place before I sang, but I never noticed him there! He probably came after I looked to see if it was empty. But whatever, he's in my music class and he would probably find it suspicious that I changed my voice if I sing in that class. And the fact that he sits next to me is even freakier. He'll know something is up." I shook my head and we started to walk toward Jackson's car.

"Ask your teacher to move. What's his name?" Luann asked and I looked at her.

"I think his name was something Greendale." I replied remembering what Mrs. Rodrigues called him during class.

"You mean Freddy Greendale? The dude that always matches in what he wears?" Jackson asked. I shrugged. I didn't know that answer to that. I don't even know his first name. The only think I know about the dude is that he has a scar and that he caught me singing. What was I supposed to say about that?

"I don't know. He has a scar and highlighted eyebrow tips." I replied.

"Yeah, that's him. He's such a freak; he's like a teachers pet. He loves to sing and all that, but I never knew him personally. He's only started to be in the music class last year. Before that he was in drama and band." Jackson unlocked the doors to his car and we all got in.

"How do you know him Jackson?" Lilly then asks which I wanted to know as well. I thought he only knew his crowd of friends, but apparently he knows more people.

"I just know that he has a bad past and that he failed 8th grade. So yeah, he's supposed to be in the 12th grade right now, but he's a junior because he failed." Jackson concluded as soon as he buckled up his seatbelt and started to drive out of the school parking lot.

Knowing this new information on this suspicious character made me want to learn more about him. Even though I only met him today, I just wanted to see if he really is as bad as Jackson said he is.

During dinner, Jackson told me stories of what he heard of this Greendale dude. He seemed to be one of those people who want a lot of attention, a very dramatic figure.

"Why are you so interested in this guy? He caught you singing, you sit next to him in music, what else are you going to do? Date him? Because you know, Jake's coming back soon and he wouldn't be too pleased to see you with another dude." Jackson said over the table which caused me to fling a tiny piece of bread at him.

"I just wanted to know stuff. Never ever say that." I hissed and stood up from my chair. "May I be excused?" I asked dad.

"Sure." He replied as he stuffed his face with a piece of chicken.

I took my plate and put it in the sink and then walked upstairs to my bedroom. My phone was ringing off the hook once I got there. Without looking at the caller ID, I answered it in a rush and jumped on my bed.

"Hello?" I said and heard a faded voice come off the other line.

"Miley." I heard him say and then I knew who it was. His voice grew a little deep, like it sounded a little sexier than before and I love it.

"Jake." I smiled to myself knowing that no one would see me smile. I missed his sweet voice. I haven't herd it since the last time we talked, which was a few weeks ago.

"I'm coming home soon." He sounded happy. I sat up on my bed, grinning like mad, pressed the phone harder against my ear.

"Are you serious? When?" I asked sounding completely excited. God, I am excited. I finally get to see him in the flesh and instead of the TV and magazines he was in. I even got special orders from Romania of the magazine Jake was in there. I just couldn't believe I was this close to seeing my love once again.

"Maybe by Friday, but hey, today is Monday, just a few more days until we get to talk to each other in person."

"Yeah." I sighed and took a strand of my hair twirling it with my index finger. "I can't believe you're coming back. It's been so long."

"It has. Miley, I wanted to talk to you about something…" He started but then the line started to break up.

"Jake, I can't hear you, you're breaking up." I started, but soon heard the dial tone.

"Darn." I threw my phone on the bed and sighed. I guess that's what happens when you have a boyfriend in another country filming a stupid movie. Can't even talk to him for 10 minutes without the line breaking up.

"This is interesting. Jake's coming back soon. I wonder how the rest of the week would be like." I smiled at myself and lay back on my bed thinking of what the first week would be like just before Jake comes back.

A/N Mkay, how you like this chapter? Was it boring? Sorry, it will get interesting soon. I'm surprised to see that people like it. Haha. Anyway again, sorry for updating it late.

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