Chapter Three- Everything is NOT What it Seems

I woke up in a good mood. Everything was going pretty well. Margo was my only problem. She had decided to become my manager. Plus, the song I was singing wasn't anything like my style. Neither were the hideous clothes she forced me to wear. I was a more of a Suburban Outfitters style, but with Margo as 'boss' I was an Abercrombie and Fitch and all other 'fashionable' as Margo put it, girl.

"Mikayla, we are due on Colin Lassiter in three hours, oh and you'll be with Hannah Montana, woohoo." She called sarcastically

She hated Hannah; there fore I was forced to hate her. We hadn't actually met in person yet, but I always heard she was extremely nice.

I climbed out of my bed in my new room. Since I was now bringing in a big paycheck, Margo bought a house in Beverly Hills.

I personally thought it was a waste. We had this huge Victorian Style five bedroom, six bathroom house for what? For LOOKS! I suppose Phin and October were happy, they both got new rooms. Somehow though, I still ended up with the smallest room in the house. Margo hated me, what can I say? She got away with the master bedroom and bathroom of course.

"Mikayla Elizabeth!" the evil woman screamed again.

I quickly dressed in a Hollister shirt and jean skirt with leggings and polka dot pink and white flats.

-Three hours later-

I was now dressed in a red hat, white shirt, black vest, white skirt, and high red and black socks that went to my knees, way more my style. I knew Margo would absolutely hate it, what made it soo much better!

"I can't believe your outfit young lady!" Margo scolded

I just secretly rolled my eyes and pretended to listen while nodding.

"Hey Mikayla, your on, oh and awesome outfit." The stage manager said.

I gave Margo and smirk and took my spot on stage. Hannah and Colin were already out there and had been talking.

I sang my first number one "If Cupid Had a Heart" After I was finished the audience clapped and Hannah came and hugged me.

"That was Mikayla!" Colin exclaimed, "And we will be right back!"

It had been Margo's idea, yes I don't get to even think for myself, to call me Mikayla. She said Mikayla Rodriguez was too long. I think she had been hoping for me to end up like Madonna.

-Waverly-

After Theresa and Justin realized the singer was their Alex, they immediately told Jerry.

"So? She doesn't even remember us, I've know this for about a month." He replied.

"You knew where our daughter was and you didn't tell me? How could you?" Theresa cried.

"I saw an interview on the TV a while back, I have it if you want to see, I burned it to DVD from TiVo, I watch it often to see and hear her."

The family nodded and gathered around the television.

-Interview-

"So everyone, lets welcome Mikayla! Now what is your real name?" The interviewer asked.

"Mikayla Elizabeth Rodriguez" Alex smile brightly just like the family remembered.

"How did you get into music? Probably been singing since you were little"

Alex's face dropped. "Umm… I don't know, I just was in my room and few months ago and Margo, my manager asked if I wanted to be a professional musician."

"Just like that? Where are your parents?"

"They were in a house fire, as was I, but I fell running out and hit my head. Woke up in the hospital in my hometown of New York City. They were dead and I had and still don't have any memories."

The interviewer was shocked. "I'm very sorry Mikayla, so you remember nothing? What about pictures?"

"Fire took everything, I moved out to LA with my godmother Margo, also my manager, a week later."

"So your song 'If Cupid Had a Heart' What inspired you to write it?"

"I'm sorry I need to go" Mikayla/Alex was wiping away tears Then the screen cut off.

-Waverly-

Theresa was crying. "Why would the council do this to her?"

"I don't know honey."

Justin and Max looked at one another each thinking the exact same thing, they had to get Alex back. There had to be a way!

-End Chapter Three-

Sorry so short and it took me so long to update…my family doesn't know about this so I try and write when I can…

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