I do not own Hannah Montana or High School Musical. Awesome reviews. I think I've posted four chapters of this story ever since I've posted a new one to my other. I can't get people to review anymore for it. All of my notes will be in bold.
Mileys P O V
Lily and Gabs gave me a high five.
"Oh, and if you get lonely, here's my number," I said writing down. If you ask me I said that pretty seductively.
Ryan looked up at me and smiled. He nodded happily. Then he high fived someone behind him. I don't know what the big things about high fives today are either.
Then the teacher came in and got everything started. Troy glared at me, with his mouth wide open the entire class.
"What?" I said calmly like I really had no idea.
He turned his head to face Mr. Pinkle. That's what I call all teachers.
'That's what I thought,' I thought.
As soon as class ended I grabbed my bag and binder and headed to art, with Gabs and Lily. Atleast I had this class with Oliver too. I think Sharpay is in it too. I found out soon because as soon as set my stuff down she came over all giggly. 'Oh, no another one to shut up,' I thought.
"Hi, Miley, or should I say Hannah?" she said like we were friends.
I looked halfway amused. People make such animals of themselves when they find out I'm Hannah.
"Anyways, I think we got off on the wrong foot," she said holding out a hand. "Let's just call a truce and rewind everything."
I looked at her smiling, I'm-so-perky face, and then gave her my hand. I figured I could use some more friends.
"I'm Sharpay," she said pretending Monday didn't happen.
"Miley. Don't call me Hannah," I said shaking my head and giving an idiotic smile.
"Okay. Miley," she said.
Then I went to another seat to sit next to Oliver.
"Are you still talking to me?" I asked when the teacher started her lesson.
He didn't even look up.
"I don't know," he said.
"What's this about?" I asked.
"Gabs doesn't like me. She likes Troy."
"Why are you mad at me though?"
"I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at the world."
"Okay," I said rolling my eyes. "I don't know how to help you if Gabs doesn't like you."
"I don't think you can," he said.
When the teacher finished, I went to sit where I did by Gabs and Sharpay.
"Is that your boyfriend?" she asked when I sat down.
"Oliver? Seriously? Sharpay you tripin'," I said.
"What? He's cute, and you were flirtin with him," she said.
"No I wasn't and no he ain't," I assured her. Then I got an idea.
"You think he's cute?" I asked.
"Yeah, he's got little bunny ears," she said.
"I could talk to him for you. He's my best friend," I offered.
"Okay," she said after a moments hesitation. "Just don't make me sound desperate."
"Okay," I agreed walking over there.
"Hey Oliver," I called.
"What?" he moped.
"I think I can help you," I said.
"Yeah, give it your best shot," he said.
"Sharpay wants to go out with you," I said pointing to her. He looked up at her.
"You mean the blonde skinny babe you were just chatting with?"
"Yeah. She's real intrested," I said.
"Okay, give her my number," he said.
I walked back over.
"So?" she said with anticipation.
"Do you have a pen?" I asked.
She gave me a pink ink pen and her hand.
"555-1993," I said.
"Yay!" she shouted. She got up and went to talk with him. I thought she liked Troy too from what I've heard.
"H-h-hey -Miley," said a voice behind me.
I turned to see Johnny Collins.
"Hey Johnny," I said.
"Y-you think, m-m-maybe we c-could s-s-see a movie on Friday?"
"Sure that would be great!" I said. I just got asked out be Johnny Collins!
"Really? Cool," he said.
"Why are you so nervous?" I asked.
"You're Hannah Montana, why wouldn't I be nervous?"
"Do not call me Hannah Montana," I directed. "I'm a little sick of her right now," I told.
"Cool, I guess, Miley," he said. Then walked away.
Lily and I squealed.
"I heard the whole thing!"
More squealing.
"What about Ryan?"
"He knows I was just getting Troy to back off right?"
"Yeah probably!"
More squealing. Then I just about ran into someone.
"I'm sorry," I said turning around.
"Me too, I'm Taylor," she said sticking out her hand.
"I'm Miley," I said.
"You're Han-"
Lily saved the poor little girl by covering her mouth.
"Don't ever call me that unless I'm on stage," I said.
She tried to nod even with Lilys hand on her mouth.
That's a typical school day now that I'm Miley-Hannah I guess. I ran home. Finally a day without a concert.
Dad immiediatly asked how school was as soon as opened the door to find him and Jackson eating marshmellows.
"Good. Troy wouldn't leave me alone and kept asking me out so I kissed ryan to make him jealous then I gave him my number to make him even more jealous and then Johnny Collins asked me out and now I'm home. Oh yeah and Oliver and Sharpay are an item now." I spoke very fast.
"You kissed a guy and I'm young enough to remember your my sister?" Jackson teased. "Way to sis!" he said holding up his hand for a high five.
"I'm not your sis! We adopted you from the stupid farm," I said then went upstairs before dad could say anything about me kissing Ryan. Then my Miley phone rang.
"Hello?" I said answering.
"Miley!" shouted a voice through the phone.
"Lil?" I asked.
"Yeah it's me! ABURDKDOANDIOLIVERGOINGSHARPAYANDTROYANDGABSAND-"
"Lil! Slow down I can't understand you!" I said.
"Okay," she breathed.
"Oliver and Sharpay are going out and guess who Gabs is going out with?"
"Who?"
"Guess!"
"I'm not in the mood."
"Chad! He is so hot. Maybe as hot as Johnny!"
"Okay cool."
Then I heard a familiar beep.
"Gotta, go, other line," I said before hitting flash.
"Hello?" I said turning to the other person.
"Hey Miley? It's Johnny," said the voice.
"Hey Johnny, I was just thinking of you," I said.
"Cool. I can't go to the movies with you this Friday," he said.
"Why not?"
"I can't go out with someone famous. I thought I could handle it, but I can't handle the publicity."
"Alright," I said triumphantly, then I hung up on him. I cried for a while before my phone rang. It was a number I didn't recognize.
"Hello?" I said for the third time in ten minutes.
"MIley?"
"This is."
"This is-"