Hey people, because she is one of my best friends, I would recocmend reading her first story, Baby it's you. It's written by v-ballgrl07, and it's her first, so give it a shot. By the way, just a reminder, to review. You don't really have to, but I think it's nice.

Mileys P O V

When I woke up it was about nine thirty. My soup was cold, so I went downstairs and microwaved it for a little. The thought of not eating it went through my head, but I ignored it. I didn't want to kill myself, just punish myself, and I've punished myself enough to have the rest of my soup. But I know that it is all I need, since when I'm sick I don't eat really anything. I am just never hungry. In fact I'm not that hungry right now.

When I was done with the microwave I walked back upstairs and turned the t.v. on while eating. I watched some early morning show doing an interview with me.

"Yeah, I just love the crowd, and the adreneline rush, and being the one in a million lucky girl who gets to be up there. It's a reminder of how lucky I am," I said to the camera.

Than I realized they were doing a life story on me.

"When Hannah was seven she moved somewhere along the coast of California, but to this day noone knows for sure. Hannah has told press that she will not give that information out," the narrator said while showing clips of me getting ready for a concert.

"Well my friends Lola and Owen have always been behind me, and they kind of motivate me to keep going, especually since my mom can't be here," I said.

"Another secret lies behind the question, what happened to Hannahs mom? Never told anyone, but we do know it happened around eight years ago."

I changed the channel, bored of myself. I already knew about my past, didn't need some narrator try to tell me about it.

I rolled back over to fall asleep, this time waking up at eleven to go to the bathroom. When I got in there, my stomach decided it didn't want my soup, so I surrendered it to the pitiful hole. Even though I hated throwing up, I was happy that I didn't have to deal with those calories. But I decided I would try eating again later, that way I would still have some calories.

Meanwhile I crawled back into bed and fell asleep again for half an hour. This time when I woke up I watched parental control on MTV for a few hours, while it was on a marathon. All of a sudden I was being blasted out of my half way asleep phase by my cell phone ringing.

"Hello?" I croaked.

"Hey Miley. I'm comin over. Is that okay?" Jake asked when I reallized it was him.

"Oh yeah," I said.

"Okay, cool. I'll be there in five," he said.

"Okay. When you get here just invite yourself in and come up stairs, second door on the right," I said.

"Okay. And you sound better if it helps," Jake said.

"Thanks. I feel better ever since I threw up around eleven," I said.

"oh I'm sorry. Be there in a bit," he said.

"Bye."

We both hung up and I put the phone on my nightstand. My heart beated differently, and it was like I could hear it through my ears. Okay, no more hiding it. I have a small crush on Jake. It doesn't mean that I'm in love with him, it just means that I like him. But no, stop thinking that. You have always hated Jake. You're not supposed to like Jake. But what harm is there in liking Jake? Why can't I just like Oliver? Why does Oliver like Lilly? Oh yeah, because I'm fatter. Not fat, just fatter. Well not for long, because I'm never eating any more fat ever again. I'm going to have a vitamin, a banana, a few grapes, and some water everyday. That's it.

"Hey Miley," Jake said interupting my thoughts as he came into my dark room.

"Hey Jake. You can turn the lights on if you want," I said.

"Cool."

He turned them on, and I suddenly became very self concious about my pink silk cami and pink shorts with black lace around them for pajamas.

"Cute pajamas," he said.

"thanks. i've barely gotten out of bed all day."

"I know what that feels like. I still didn't feel one hundred percent today, but I do feel better. Do you feel better?" he asked.

"Yeah a little. How about that homework?" I asked.

I was locked in my room with Jake Ryan, doing 'homework' while I wore the closest to no clothes other than a bikini.

"Oh yeah, right. Just social studies and science will give you trouble. I found out today for a science project how we are doing a powerpoint, one of us has to draw three pictures, and the other has to color," Jake explained.

"Oh no, please tell me you can draw," I said.

"Sort of. Enough to get us by I think," he said.

"Okay good. What's for social studies?" I asked.

"You have to be able to label the fifty states on a map," he said. "Tomorrow."

"Oh no problem. I can do that," I said. Considering I've been to all fifty and Washington D.C. I'm sure I'll do just fine.

"Cool. Than that's all," he said.

"Really?" I asked.

maybe this is a good time to consider telling him about me/Hannah.

"Hey Jake? Do you consider us friends?" I asked.

"I don't know. do you still hate me?" he asked.

"No. I don't think I ever did. well, okay, maybe but only because you were always so obnoxious," I said.

"Yeah, but we're cool now right?" he asked.

I thought about it.

"Yeah. We're cool," I said.

He stuck up his closed fist, and I bumped it with my own.

"So what now?" he asked.

"Let's talk about you. You got any more episodes with Hannah Montana coming up?" I asked.

He would know if I was invited for any more episodes before I would be notified, since his uncle writes the scripts.

"Yeah! We just sent out the script yesterday so it should get to her today or tomorrow. We're inviting her a week from Friday to come play Zoranda again," he said.

"Cool. I know you like her," I said.

"Well, I don't think I have a crush on her anymore. What I really think is, that... well... I think I have a crush on-"

"Hey Miley," Jackson said coming into the room and cutting off Jake.

Was Jake going to tell me that he liked me??? If so, I'll kill Jackson.

"Jackson this is Jake, Jake, Jackson," I introduced. "But sadly you've already had to go through the agonizing pain of meeting my brother."

Jake laughed.

"Hey Jackson," he said.

"I'd be careful little sis. I can tell dad that you and Mr. Zombie slayer here weren't just working on homework up here," he said.

"I know you would love to be in my position considering studying with someone would be all the action you'd ever get," I said.

"Ooh, good one," Jake said giving me a high five.

"Little jerk. I've got blackmail," he said walking away. I didn't even try to fight back since he left.

"So... what were you going to tell me before Jackson interupted us?" I asked not expecting to get the answer that I wanted.

"I can't even remember. But I'd better leave you alone. Plus I promised I'd play with Amy and her pink barbie tonight," he said packing up his stuff.

"Okay, bye," I said.

"Oh wait one more thing," he said turning around. "This is going to sound really wierd, but you're like the only person at school that I can talk to. Everyone else gets so starstruck. Because you're my only real non celebrity friend right now, I have to ask. Would you like to go meet Hannah Montana with me on our next taping?" he asked.

"Sure, it sounds like fun. I'll call you tomorrow morning to tell you if I'm going to school," I said.

"Okay bye. get better," he said again. but he got around the corner, and turned right back around.

"Okay one more thing. Amy really wants you to come back for dinner one more time. She wants to show you her barbie that she painted pink with nail polish that I have to go play with," he said.

"Okay. When I get better we'll than sure," I said. Especually if your mom is making mandarin chicken again, I wanted to add. But for some reason I didn't.

"Alright. Bye for seriously the last time then," he said.

"bye."

This time he left without turning around, and I heard the door close. Than dads voice shouted.

"Miley get down here! Dinner!" he called.

I was getting sort of hungry so I went downstairs to see that he brought home chinese take out.

"You feeling any better?" he asked.

"Yeah," I answered.

"Well you look better," he said.

"Thanks. I think that I can go to school tomorrow," I said.

"I think so too. I met your little friend on his way out. You really wear that while you were upstairs alone with him?" He asked.

"Yeah, but daddy it's not as bad as it sounds I promise," I said. Yeah me! another promise that's true! I get a bronze star.

"I'll trust ya bud. Eat up. When you're done, I got somethin to show you. You'll love it," he said.

"Okay daddy," I said taking the plate to the dining room where I definatly did eat up, a clue that I'm not as sick as before. I couldn't wait to see my surprise.

"Daddy!" I called as soon as I was done. "I'm done! where's my surprise?"

I put my dishes into the sink and then my cell rang.

"You get that first, and then your surprise," he responded walking into the room.

I nodded.

"Okay."

I took it off of the counter and answered it.

"Hey Miley," two voices rang. Lilly and Oliver.

"Hey guys," I said.

"We're coming over now is that okay?" Lilly asked.

"Yeah. I'm getting a surprise but, we'll be okay," I said.

"Okay we'll be there in five," Oliver said.

"K, bye," I said hanging up.

"Okay, let's make this quick before Lily and Oliver come over," I said.

"Alrightie then. Come follow me," he said wrapping his arms around my shoulders to lead me out the back door the back of his pick up.

"I get your pick up?" I asked.

"No. Not funny. Lift the blanket up on the tail gate," he directed.

I squealed in delight and ran over to the back of his pick up where there was a small blue blanket covering up a little box. I turned it over, and revealed a small blue little kennal thing. When I opened the door, a small little chihuha came out. (A/N: I know I spelled the breed of the dog wrong, don't make fun of me! jk.)

"Daddy he's so cute!" I squealed.

"She. She's ours now. Got her from a friend I work with. Just three months old," he said.

"Awe!! I'm gonna name her Spunky," I said.

"Well get her blanket and let's take her inside where it's warm. She'll sleep in the little box kennal for a few days until we can get her a better place," dad said.

"Cool! She is so adorable!"

She kind of looked like Paris Hiltons. I was NOT going to carry her around everywhere I go though. Maybe a few places, but not everywhere.

"Hey Miley we're-" Lily started but then saw Spunky. "AAAHHH!!!! She is so cute! Omigosh, let me hold her what's her name?" she said as if it were all one sentence.

"Spunky," I answered.

"AAAWWW!!!! How cute! Isn't she cute Oliver?" she asked.

"Adorable," he said trying to get her out of his face when she put it up there.

"Was this the surprise?" she asked.

"Yeah!" I answered.

"Cool! Can I go let her pee outside?" she asked.

"Sure..." I said kind of wierded out.

"I'll help ya," dad said following her out the back door. It was just Oliver and I. As soon as the door closed Oliver turned to me.

"Okay, does Lily like me or something?" he asked.

"No," I answered. "Why would you think that?"

"She's been hitting on me I think," he said. "I'm just not sure."

"Well if she has been than you have been too," I said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.

"Whatdya think ya donut?" I asked.

"So she doesn't like me?" he asked.

"No. You're'nt that lucky," I said.

Lily and dad came back inside at the moment.

"So, you wanna go upstairs now guys?" I asked getting cold in my cami and shorts.

"Yeah sure," Oliver answered. Lily just lead the way to my room. I couldn't help but look at her size 0 stomach. I know that Oliver just asked me if she liked him to get info on whether they could go out or not. Oliver wants that 0 size stomach, and I'm gonna get it. Eating that chinese was a mistake.

Never again will I eat. Ever, until I'm Lilys size. Well okay, maybe enough to keep me alive, but I'm dropping down to Lilys size if I have to knock on the devils door, or dig a mote for the queen of England.