Disclaimer: Hello, loves. Okay, once again I say: I do not own Hannah Montana or any of it's characters. I own the characters Holly Fontana and Candi Magnolia, and the songs in this chapter. Enjoy, and I wont post more unless I get four positive reviews. Hope ya like this chappy!

"I am. What's up?" Miley sounded worried.

Lilly inhaled, then exhaled. "Candi's going to the dance."

"Okay, so?"

"...with Jake" Lilly continued.

Everything was silent for a few minutes.

"Im okay with it. Really." Miley lied.

Lilly knew she really wasn't. Hello!! Can you say denial?! Lilly was drounding in her thoughts as she always does. Miley broke the silence.

"Lilly? You still there?"

Lilly snapped out of it, then spoke up. "Yeah! Im still here. I have to go, though. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

Without saying anything else, both girls hung up.

Lilly's P.O.V.

Why did I have to tell her? I mean, really. Oliver's better at breaking bad news than I am. Calm down, Lilly. Everything will be alright. At school tomorrow, just blend in. Act like you know nothing. No matter what anyone says.

Regular P.O.V.

At School.

Miley is stuffing things into her locker, then shuts it, and turns around.

Miley's P.O.V.

Oh, no. Jake! What do I say? I don't want to talk to him. No. I have to. Wait. I don't have to do anything. Uh oh. He's getting closer. Should I leave? What are you doing?! Dont look at him! Are you crazy?! Should I ask him if he's really going to the dance with Candi? What do I do? Oh, no. Here he comes. Just smile. Smile, wave, and start light conversation. Perfect.

Jake's P.O.V.

There she is. She looks so beautiful today. I feel like im on the Titanic. Should I go with Candi, or ask Miley? Well...we did break up, so maybe that's not such a good idea. Okay, well...im just gonna say hi, and ask her whats up. Simple, yet perfect. Alright. Smile, wave, and start light conversation. Awesome.

"Hey, Miley. Sup?" Direct. You're goin' places, Ryan.

Regular P.O.V.

Miley swallowed her gum, then smiled softly.

Miley's P.O.V.

Can't think of anything to say. Just wait. Wait for it...wait for it...

"Miley?" asked Jake.

Huh? Oh wait. I should probably say that outloud.

"Huh?" Okay, that was good. Square one.

Regular P.O.V.

Jake looked around, then met her eyes.

"I was just wondering whats up?" Jake looked confused.

"Oh! Uhh...n-nothing. I was just getting ready to go to homeroom." Miley answered with a summed tone.

"Cool. We can walk there together." Jake was about to say something else, when out of nowhere, Candi came.

"Hey, guys! Does anyone remember where my locker is?" Candi asked with that sweet smile that everyone loved.

Jake, who was baffled, looked at Miley with "im sorry" written in his eyes, and then to Candi. "Sure, I remember. I'll take you there, come on."

As the two walked away, Miley rolled her eyes, then took big heaping steps into the homeroom class.

Mr. Corelli watched as Miley walked in, clutching her books. He was about to tell her she was way too early, but then he realized that this classroom was the only place she could gather her thoughts controllably. Miley took her usual seat, and layed her head down on the desk, and closed her eyes. The first bell rang...Lilly came in, followed by Oliver...fourty seconds later, Amber and Ashley came in...then Jake...then Candi...Then every other student rushed to find there seats before the second bell rang. The second bell rang. Mr. Corelli walked up and shut the door.

Miley looked over to Candi. Who was writing in her song book. Most likely...a song. She leaned over and stared at Candi until Candi noticed her stare. "What are you looking at?" Candi laughed.

"Candi, What are you writing?" Miley asked with the same summed tone from before.

"Just a new Holly Fontana song. Wanna read it?" Candi grabbed the book, then reached it to her friend, watching carefully at Mr. Corelli so he wouldn't take it up, and read it...thus, blowing her secret.

Miley took the book quickly, and flipped a few pages to the incomplete song, with black pencil scratches to cover each word that Candi didn't think quite fit in every other sentence.

I break these walls to find who I really am.

Could I be like they say I am?

Should I let it go...or keep it with me.

But Im about tired to all these things they need to stop.

They really should stop.

No matter how hard I try.

I keep letting go, I keep letting go.

So I'll just break these walls, break the glass.

And tear my wrists to shreds.

If only I wish...If only I wish

all these lies weren't true.

Miley looked back to up to Candi, who had her head rested in her left palm, leaning her elbow on the desk, moving her index finger in a circular motion, to Miley, it looked like a heart. Candi caught her stare, then smiled uneasily. Miley looked back at the song with a concerned look. She knew Candi had a troubled past, but she thought it had ended. Something was fishy. Why did Candi just automatically give her the notebook with no free cares? Hmm...

At home

Miley is sitting on the living room couch playing her guitar and singing.

"From what I read

These things in her head

aren't just karma.

It's really the pain.

You'll see it in her eyes.

You'll hear it in her voice.

I think it's about me.

She's stealing my boy.

But these words in my mind.

Are open and true.

Less alone what I saught for and cried for.

Is what it's really going to do.

Break a young girl's heart.

Maybe even two.

How come this is my fault?

How can I help her

Feel alright,

With these songs that she writes?"

Miley thought for a moment, then set the guitar down and grabbed her notebook, sit back against the backboard of the couch, and wrote the song down. Jackson came down the stairs.

"Nice song."

Miley was startled. "Jackson! Did you...hear that?" Miley hoped he didn't. Even though she already knew he most likely did.

"Yeah. I thought it was...intresting." Jackson sat down on the couch next to him. The look in her eyes was pain...hurt...and the look of loss. Jackson knows what she feels. He felt the same when his exgirlfriend, Maylene died in a housefire.

"It's about Candi. She's this girl I go to school with and she's really upset because she thinks im upset because she's going to the dance with Jake." Miley crossed her legs, and tapped the pencil eraser rapidly on the notepad.

"Well...maybe you just shouldn't worry about it. It'll all ease in time. The worst things in life are for those who suffer over the worst things in life."

"Where did you hear that, a Hallmark card?" Miley asked, half joking.

Jackson laughed. "Nope. A homeless man was holding up a sign down here on highway 4."

Miley laughed, then smiled. She loved having these moments with Jackson. This one was Bittersweet. She liked the plain, sweet ones. Yucky bittersweet moments. Jackson got up and walked away. So Miley wouldn't see him, he hid underneath the piano.

Jackson's P.O.V.

Why is she doing this to herself? Why is she taking care of someone else...when she should be taking care of herse...wait a tick. That's right. She is doing for herself. She wants Jake back. Perfect! She's my sister. My baby sister. And I want her to be happy. Wait, did I really just say that? I totally have to stop thinking to myself. Wait. That made no sense. Gosh. Sometimes I think Lilly in a dress makes more sense.

Regular P.O.V.

Miley keeps jotting down the song. As if by magic, the pencil seems to just float along the paper writing out the perfect words. Soon, Miley was finished. Then she started talking to herself.

"Tomorrow at the Hannah Montana concert...everyone...even Holly Fontana...is gonna wonder where I got the idea for this song. Ooh! I can't wait!"