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Miley's P.O.V

I had just finished off the last of the big meaty guys, when Selena and the other Hanley girls came toddling down the hall, I glanced over at Nick who was (finally!) obeying my directions and hiding behind a chair, "Come on, run, girl's in 5-inch heels won't be able to catch up to us." I reasurred him.

Nick just nodded, as we made ran down the hallway, but, some time along the way, Selena had taken off her shoes and was gaining on us. Suddenly she leaped on Nick, strangling/riding piggy-back on him, I didn't know what he was going to do, we couldn't afford to lag behind. "Nick..." I warned, "Do SOMETHING!"

His face lit-up, I let out a sigh, hopefully, that meant he had an idea, unexpectedly, he turned around and kissed Selena, full on the lips. She was so shocked she immeaditely let her arms drop and was staring at the back of Nick's head in shock. (A/N I totally just stole that from Get Smart... oh well.) I rolled my eyes, Nick was the biggest flirt ever. Nick noticed and raised his eyebrows, "What? Are you jealous?" he panted. I ignored him, we finally made it into the elevator. As the door shut, he pressed the lobby button, and we stood there in silence for half a second, then he turned to me, "Well.. are you jealous?"

"NICK! No, I'm not jealous, geez."

He shrugged and replied, "You looked jealous."

Just then the elevator doors opened and saved me from killing Nick right there in the elevator. We fast-walked out the lobby, and were met with the chilly New York nighttime air.

"So, what are we supposed to do now?" he asked.

"This is where my knowledge ends, but I do know, we have to get you away from this hotel."

"Hm.. ok, I know where we can go!"

Nick's P.O.V.

I hailed a cab, this was going to be the perfect-est oppurtunity to get to know Miley. I'd been so lost in my own thought, that I'd forgotten the grouchy cabbie up front, "Address? ADDRESS?!"he yelled in a foreign accent.

"Um... 42nd and 4th"

"Ok, I do that." he replied grumpily, then he began driving maniacally toward the destination. I could see Miley literally shaking her hand was clutching the bar in the car so tight her knuckles were white.

I laughed, "You've never been in a New York cab?"

"O-of course I have, I'm not afraid at all." she said uncertainly.

"I can't believe the girl that just knocked out 4 guys is afraid of this cab." I chuckled.

New York cabdrivers are rude (A/N: I don't know, is this a stereotype?), so naturally the driver butted in, "You eh.. knocked 4 guys?"

Miley nodded cautiously, "Uh-huh..." while fiercely texting something into her phone

"Oh. You," he pointed to Miley, " strong girl."

His accent mixed with the words he said caused me to laugh histerically. Miley shut her phone, and joined in, the poor cabbie didn't know what had happened but laughed along as well. We finallly slowed to a stop in front of the destination I'd picked. The cabbie interuppted the laugh-fest suddenly, "That will be $20.00," I paid him the amount of money, tipped him, and thanked him, "You two make nice couple."as we slid out.

"Oh, we're not," Miley started.

"Thanks." I finished.

I helped Miley out of the car and noticed she had heels on, " I thought you said girls in heels couldn't run, last time I checked, you were running pretty fast."

"Oh.. uh, well, you know, I-i take classes."she stuttered.

"Uh-huh..." I replied, "Why don't we get a bite, and you can tell me all about this class of yours."

I took her by her hand, and dragged her into the shop ahead.

-toastyenchilada