In Bayside High School in San Francisco, Raven Baxter ran into the school excitedly with news for her best friend. Her mother had told her the night before that the young African-American beauty had been called by Disney Channel to confirm her winning front seat tickets to Hannah Montana in Boston, Massachusetts. Winning the tickets was not much of a miracle for Raven given her psychic gifts to read the future, but her big problem was choosing which of her best friends to take cross-country to attend the concert.

"Chels, girl…" Raven caught up with cute and red-haired Chelsea Daniels at her school locker. "We are both going to see Hannah Montana in Boston! Both of us! Together!"

"That is so cool!" Chelsea screeched excitedly and hugged Raven as they jumped and celebrated together then separated from the afterglow. "I was hoping you'd ask me. I mean - I heard Hannah mention your name when I watched the contest results. Do you think she remembers you?" She referred to a previous Boston trip Raven had made previously for her boss, Donna Cabonna.

"Girl," Raven was scoffing at the notion. "Hannah and I are just like that!" She crossed her fingers to Chelsea to represent their friendship.

"Yeah, but Ray…" Chelsea used her nickname for Raven. "What about our friendship with Eddie? He's your best friend too. What are you going to do when he learns you're taking me and not him?"

"Yeah…" Raven now worried about hurting Eddie's feelings. "I'm wondering how to handle that too." She felt a familiar tingling to the back of her head and her vision becoming cloudy, it was the same feeling she had when she had her premonitions, although she really called them visions. They were short and brief glimpses from anywhere into ten minutes or two hours into her future and usually occurred when her personal aura interacted with another person's aura, especially around incidents directly connected to her immediate dilemmas. In this vision, she saw Eddie rushing to meet up with herself and Chelsea with news of his own.

"Hey guys," Eddie was grinning as his voice echoed from the future. "Guess what? My cousin in Phoenix is in the hospital and can't use the Hannah Montana tickets he won. He's letting me have them!" The vision ended.

"You know, girl…" Raven grinned to Chelsea. "I no longer have a problem with Eddie." She beamed ecstatically excited to Chelsea trying to compose her enthusiasm. Chelsea's cell phone rang in her locker as she turned over her math book to get it. She flipped it open and pressed it to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Hello," Pim Diffy was calling her. "Let me introduce you to PIM, the People in Mortality fund indebted to helping people in adversity. For a first donation of $100, you can help the unfortunate get health benefits, homes, Internet access, surface-to-air missiles, their own island country…."

"Is this a telemarketer?!"

"No."

"All I've got is a twenty."

"I'll take it!!!" Pim chirped up. "Stay on the line for a recording to where you can send your tax-exempt donation…"

Chelsea looked to Raven waiting for her. There was more thrilled screaming from the hall as Eddie was rushing to live through the prediction. A teacher stepped aside from Eddie's path, and student William Samms jumped from Eddie's path and bounced off lockers before Michelle Teslow, a cute red-haired cheerleader. He had an obvious crush on her, but he was too nervous to tell her about it. They shared eye contact for a second then parted. Michelle had a secret for herself. She missed her mother back in Pickford. She may have been exposed as a clone of Keely Teslow, but she could not deny she still had all her memories and could not avoid the memories associated them. She still loved Phil and to keep from revealing his secret, she had opted to live far away from him and the real Keely Teslow, using Pim's stolen Wizard to make a fortune enough for a teenage girl to live by herself in a San Francisco apartment. However, every so often, she caught herself using her cell phone to call her mother to just hear her mother's voice.

"Hello." Mandy Teslow received the voiceless call again. Michelle froze up again. How could she tell this woman that she was a clone of her daughter and still loved her? How do you explain having her daughter's memories? How do you explain to a woman she has an extra twin daughter that shouldn't exist?

"Hello?" Mandy repeated. Michelle fretted trying to think of something. What should she say?

"Is someone there?" Mandy asked. She heard someone breathing, but whoever it was would not talk. Her caller ID just simply read San Francisco, California. Her finger switched off the phone.

"I miss you, mom!!!" Michelle broke down upon the broken phone signal and started crying into her locker as William came to the need of her emotions. Back in Pickford, Mandy placed her cell phone aside into her purse by her side. She was in her car driving over to the Diffy's house as she slowed and applied her brake. Parking at the curb, she turned her engine off and grabbed her key to check with the Diffy's over her daughter's status. Last night had been very busy for Phil and Keely. Their friends from school had been calling to congratulate them for winning the contest and to ask for objects. Owen Washmer wanted a Hannah t-shirt, and Seth Tanner wanted an autographed photo. Their old friend Tia had even called them from Boston to stay with her and her Cousin London. After a brief newspaper interview for the newspaper, Phil and Keely had rushed themselves off to enjoy Boston unsupervised before the concert.

"Hi, Lloyd…" Mandy appeared on the Diffy front porch. "I just wanted to check and make sure that the kids made it off with Barb alright."

"Oh yeah…" Lloyd looked her over. "Sure, Barb went the kids off on their trip."

"Lloyd, who's at the door?" Barb wandered into the foyer and noticed Keely's mother. "Oh, Mandy, what are you doing here? Would you like to come in?"

"What am I doing here?" Mandy looked from her to Lloyd then back to Barb. "Barb, you're supposed to be on a plane with our kids to a Hannah Montana concert in Boston."

"What? Oh, uh, yeah, uh…" Barb and Lloyd realized they had screwed up in parenting again. She looked to Lloyd then made up an answer. "Uh, no, you misunderstood. I saw them off, but my sister is meeting them there. Yeah, they'll be staying with my sister there." She just did not inform Mandy that her sister lived in 22nd Century Boston.

"Oh, thank goodness," Mandy gasped a sigh of relief. "I knew you two could not be as irresponsible as to send two lovelorn teenagers by themselves unsupervised to Boston." She got a peek behind the Diffys of Curtis, their pet caveman. Clad in fur and moose hide boots, he wandered through the house mumbling to himself in his guttural almost linguistic language picking up broken English and praising and worshipping the devices of the 20th Century.

"That's funny," Mandy looked up to Lloyd and Barb. "I used to have a lawn ornament that looked like him."

"Mrs. Teslow…" Pim came up from behind her parents. "Could you say for me, "Don't have a cow, Bart?"

"I don't get it." Mandy did not get the cartoon reference. "Who's Bart?"