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What the letter said made Miley glad she didn't leave a nasty message on his cell phone. She kept reading it over until she got it right.
Miley—here's my private cell phone number. Don't bother calling the number you have now. My cousin completely ruined the voicemail which wont change for some unknown reason. I got a private phone for, well, my private life. Meaning you. Thanks, Jake.
So it wasn't Jake's girlfriend on the voicemail. How could she even think that? And he got a private number just for her. How sweet! Miley thought. And how completely ludicrous she was thinking before. The plane descended into Malibu as Miley spotted the all too familiar palm trees and beautiful blue sky. The pilot got on the loudspeaker again.
"It is currently nine thirty in the morning here in sunny Malibu, with a temperature of eighty one degrees. It is sunny with not a cloud in the sky. We will be landing in approximately five minutes." Miley jumped in her seat. She couldn't wait to go find Jake and explain why she went to Romania. Even though she thought he had a pretty good idea why.
They reached the airport and exited the plane. Miley hadn't stood up in a while, so her legs were all wobbly as she entered the airport. Carrying her own carry on luggage this time, she toppled over, almost hitting the floor, right before someone had caught her. She could tell her suitcase had un-velcroed and her personal-and she knew they were personal items fell out. The person who caught her gently brought her back to a standing position and began to help pick her stuff up. She stood up, fixed her hair and gasped.
"He-hey Jake! What are you doing here?" Miley wanted to run into his arms right about now
"I asked your dad what flight you were on, but he didn't know. So I looked up flights coming here from Romania and I figured you'd be on this one. Hey, Miley. Why do you have a blond wig in your bag?" Jake held up the tangle of blondness that one was straight and looked at her.
Miley stuttered to find the right words. "Can ...can I tell you somewhere, private?" They walked outside and into the limo that Jake brought. They closed the door and rolled the window separating them from the driver and themselves. They were completely blocked out from everyone now.
"Okay, I'll tell you what's up with the wig, if you promise not to say a word, to anyone except Me, Lilly, Oliver, my dad, and Jackson. Promise?" He nodded.
"I…am…"
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Hehehe sorry for another cliffhanger and a very short chapter! But the story is almost over and I want everyone to keep reading! I have no school on Friday, so if I get enough reviews I'll post the next chapter then. It should be longer than this one.