A/N thanks for the reviews!!

Jakelover13 - I don't have any good idea's right now, I just used it up...lol. If I think of anything, I'll let you know! I guess you could do a continuation of People Who Use People, or something, like many others did. You'll probably catch me reading it, because I love to read what happens, after Jake and Miley's kiss. 3

Igotubabe - Thanks for the idea! I think I'll use it later!

Chapter 2

11:00:00

Jake's P.O.V.

I couldn't wait to find out who I would be sitting next to, anyone would be fine, as long as it wasn't Amber or Ashley, those girls were really irritating, and only like me because I'm famous, and good-looking, and I can act and - wait, I better stop myself. Ever since Miley complained about my ego, that one day on the beach, I have been trying to control it. I wanted to Impress Miley, and prove to her that I'm not such a bad guy.

Miley was cute, smart, and sweet; well, atleast to others. But the main reason I liked her was because she didn't like me. Okay let me rephrase that, the main reason I like her is because she's not some starstruck teen who obbsesses over me. Miley is the only one who treats me like a normal kid. It's like she knows how hard it is for celebrities. There was something odd about Miley, like she had a secret. And she wasn't telling me. Why would she anyways, though? She like hates me. But anyways, I think Miley has a big secret, and I'm going to find out, soon. Okay, maybe not, but I really want to know.
, I looked at the empty window seat, with the blanket that was open from it's packaging. Somebody had already been here. I stared at the cup holder, which contained a Cappucino. Ewww...who would drink that? It was so bitter, this person must be crazy! (A/N Happy:D)

I turned my head as I noticed a presence next to me in the aisle. Miley was glaring at me.
I grinned at her with my gorgeous, award winning smile. Geez, I got to cut that out.

"Hi Miley! Do you sit here?" I asked her hopefully.

"Are you sure you're sitting in the right seat, Jake?" she snatched my boarding pass from my hand, and frowned, as she returned it.This was gonna be the best 16 hours of my life. But with the look on Miley's face, I think she was thinking the opposite.

Miley's P.O.V.

This was going to be the worst 16 hours of my life. He got up, so I could move in the window seat. I made sure I stepped on his toe before I scooted in. I just stared out the window for another hour, as it seemed, but it only ended up 10 minutes.
Soon we were lifting off the ground. I was terrified of flying! I mean, I've only done it once, as Hannah for a concert in another state, and I threw up. After that, my Dad made sure, that I would travel on buses. Jake was saying something but I ignored him. I just thought to myslef, WHY ME? Jake was so obnoxious, and his ego was bigger than his fame.
Everyone at school had fallen for him, even the guys were in love with him. They all thought I had some kind of disorder, when everyone heard about how I don't like Jake. I squeezed Jake's hand, on the arm rest that was inbetween us, as I closed my eyes shut, when I was thrown back, as we were taking off. We were finally up, and Jake was staring at me. Then I realised that I was still holding Jake's hand. I quickly pulled away. My hands were a little sweaty, so I wiped them off on my sweatpants. Jake was still eying me, and I felt uncomfortable.

"What?!" I yelled at Jake, after 5 minutes of him still staring at me.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were afraid of planes."

"I'm not, I was just um, I was just missing my Dad!" That was the lamest escuse ever, but Jake seemed to believe me,
with a dissapointed look on his face. Gross, he probably thought that I wanted to hold hands with him. After 15 minutes, the seatbelt sign went off, meaning we were stable in the air. I got up, and Jake had to get up as well so I could get out.
I was feeling really nausiated. I walked down the aisle, and I saw Lilly while I was going. She was giggling with Amber, with tears in both girl's eyes.
That was wierd.

"Um, hey Lilly."

"Oh, hi Miley!" She was still recovering from her giggles that she was sharing with Amber. Talk about irritating.

"Oh my gosh!" Amber told me this hilarious joke! Wanna here?"

"Hey, can I talk to you alone?" I pulled Lilly up before she even replied and dragged her into the extremely tiny bathroom. Both of us barely fit in there together.

"Miley, can you make it fast, Ambie is kind of scared on being in a moving plane all by herself." Lilly said with slight impatience in her voice. I was shocked.

"Okay first of all, since when do you call Amber, "Ambie"? Second, since when do you care about her so much,
and what's up with all those giggles. It's only been like 30 friggin minutes! It seems like you guys are...friends"
I gulped when I said this.

Lilly looked down at her shoes for about a minute. Silence. Finally she spoke.

"Miley, I think you are making a big deal about this." she said quietly. My anger was raising, and my face was a little red.

"Lilly! We are supposed to hate people like Amber!"

"She's not all that bad, you should get to know her." I snorted at this comment.

"Yeah, right after I kiss Jake Ryan, which, by the way, will never happen, if you haven't noticed! Don't tell me you like her! Don't you remember in 4th grade when she was chewing gum, and stuck it in your hair? You had to cut it up to your ears! Or the time, when she spit in my hotdog! Or --- " But I was cut off.

"Miley that was a long time ago! We still believed in cooties! We were young, and stupid."

"Um, were? You mean are. Lilly, you're stupid if you want to hang out with Amber!" my voice was raising, as so was hers.

"You're such a drama queen, Miley Hope Stewart!"

"You're a Skater-freak!" I shot back at her.

"WELL, YOU'RE HANNAH MONTANA! WITH YOUR FAKE BARBIE WIG!" she screamed.

"Shhhhh! Lilly, you jerk, somebody could hear you!"

"I don't care." she said stubbornly crossing her arms.

"Well you're just jealous, because I'm Hannah Montana, and you are just, Lilly." I suddenly regretted what I just said, wishing to take those words back, and shove them down my throat. Too late.

"No I'm not." she whispered, her voice cracking. Her eyes tearing, and soon a tear rolled down her cheek. She unlatched the door, and ran out of the bathroom.

"Lilly! I didn't mean that!" I called out, but she was probably long gone, back giggling with Ambie. I locked the door, and threw up a couple times. I heard a knock on the door, so I quickly flushed the toilet, rinsed my mouth with water, and splashed my face with cold water. When I unlatched the door, I saw...

A/N MUHAHAHA...it's obvious isn't it? Not, I have started chapter 3, but I won't be able to update it for a while, that's why this chapter is so long. By the way, I'm sorry about the timing, you have to be really early for international flights, because of all the security, etc. I wasn't really thinking about timing, I was more concerned about the actual story...but I'll keep it in mind next time.