AN: Chapter 6 :) Hope you enjoy :P I was gonna continue it longer but I really wanted to post this tonight and knew I wouldn't be able to finish all my ideas, so I split it up into 2 chapters :)

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Chapter 6

(Miley's POV)

I barely remember getting into bed last night I was so tired. Not only was it gone 11 o'clock, but I was still jet-lagged and my body clock was screaming at me to go to sleep. I woke up this morning around 10:45 because of Demi coming into my room telling me Selena and the Jonas' would be here at 12. She said dress for the beach, threw me my bathing suit from yesterday, and then left, leaving me in a daze, trying to comprehend her words. It took me a good 5 minutes to understand that 12 was in an hour and a quarter and I still had to shower, get dressed and eat breakfast allowing ample time in case of early arrivals.

I flew out of bed, grabbing my dressing gown off the hook on the door and ran straight into the bathroom. All my other shower necessities were in there, making it simple for me to take a quick shower.

That quick shower, of course turned into a 30 minute ordeal as I desperately tried to wash all the sand and grime out of my hair. Serves me right for lying down in the sand last night after having sprite sprayed on me by one of Demi's slightly more reckless cousins.

I stepped out of the warm shower and into the steamy bathroom, wrapping the towel around me, attempting to dry off. Once I was mostly dry, I slipped the dressing gown on and wrapped the towel around my head. I was never really a makeup type of girl, but I was about to meet 4 of the biggest names in the industry at the moment and I couldn't look out of place. I put a little eyeliner on and a light layer of tan coloured eye shadow. I was contemplating continuing but Demi said the beach, which meant we would be swimming and makeup and water don't match. Luckily my eyeliner was waterproof and the eye shadow wasn't supposed to come off.

I picked up my hair dryer, turning in on as I lifted it up to my head. I blow-dried underneath my hair letting the long curls cascade down my back. When my hair was dry enough I grabbed my brush and exited the bathroom.

I set the brush down on my dresser and opened my closet door, staring into the large space, looking for something to wear. I finally decided on a pair of knee length white short and a loose purple tank top. I grabbed my bikini off my bed where Demi had previously thrown it and put it on. I slipped my shorts and tank top on over the top and walked over to the mirror above my dresser. I ran my brush through my hair, looking at myself one last time before leaving the room.

It was 11:40 by the time I walked into the kitchen to find Demi sitting at the breakfast bar, eating cereal with Madison. I grabbed a bowl from the cupboard and surveyed my options. It was between Honey-Nut Cheerios and Rice Krispies. I chose Rice Krispies, I love the way they snap, crackle, and pop when you add milk.

I sat down in the only spare seat beside Madison and took a spoonful of Rice Krispies. Yum!

"Today is going to be so much fun, Miley!" Demi said excitedly.

"What are we doing?" I asked anxiously.

"Don't really know yet, but I know it's going to be awesome! We'll probably just go to the beach, watch a movie, hang out, you know, normal stuff."

"Yeah, Dems, 'cause being followed by a thousand paparazzi is really normal," I replied sarcastically.

"Hmm, well, if they come we'll just kick their sorry butts," Demi said, winking at me.

"Alright," I laughed, going back to my cereal.

"You might wanna hurry up, Joe just texted me saying they had just left, meaning they'll be here any minute," Demi finished, taking her bowl to the sink, and leaving the kitchen with Madison following close behind.

Just as I was taking the last bite of Rice Krispies, the gate buzzer rang.

"Miley!! Can you let them in?" I heard Demi yell, from some room in the house, not sure which one. I pushed the open gate button and walked into the main hall just as Demi came down the stairs, her sunglasses in her hand. We waited patiently for the boys to arrive.

(Nick's POV)

Kevin, Joe and I walked up to Demi's front door. I was determined to find out more about that girl at her party. Kevin rang the bell and Demi opened the door wide, letting us all step inside, and there she was. That girl was standing right there, looking as gorgeous as ever in pale shirt and a loose purple top that flowed over her body like curtains in the wind.

"Guys, this is Miley," I heard Demi say to us. I just stood there gaping at her, she was the Miley Demi was dying to introduce us to? "Uhhh, Nick? You might wanna close your mouth…" Joe and Kevin snickered behind me, and I even saw Miley suppress a laugh.

"I… you… yesterday… didn't… say… what…?" I stuttered.

"I think we're the ones who should be saying what," Joe said coming out from behind me and going to give Miley a hug.

"Yesterday, when we came and I asked you where Demi was, why didn't you tell me who you were?" I managed to get out.

"It wasn't important," she said matter-of-factly, coming towards us.

"I… uhh… what? Geez Miley," I was so confused right now.

"Okay guys, I think maybe it's time we come inside the house, Selena should be here soon," Demi finally said, breaking the tension, "D'you guys have your swim stuff? We're walking over as soon as Selena gets here."

"Dems," Miley said, turning to face her, "where'd my towel end up?"

"Check the patio, I think my mom hung them up to dry."

"K, thanks," Miley said, walking away, her hair flying about behind her.

(Miley's POV)

I walked down the hallway and stepped through the screen door. I sifted through the towels lying on the various chairs scattered across the deck. I finally located mine, and when I turned around Nick was standing right in front of me.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he sounded genuinely hurt that I hadn't told him who I was, I didn't think it would be that big of a deal to him.

"You didn't need to know," I started, then decided to explain myself further, "you were looking for Demi, why bother you with my name? I knew Demi had told you about me, if I told you I was Miley, you would just get sidetracked." I looked up at him, he wasn't buying it, "look Nick, when I saw you there, I just wanted you to judge me for me, and not for the Disney me. I was nervous enough as it was about meeting you, I thought this would made it better, I guess I was wrong."

He sighed, looking me up and down, his eyes wandering all over my face, looking for some sign that I was being honest. His eyes rested on my neck, specifically on the silver chain hanging there. I knew he knew exactly what it was, he has one himself; a dog tag.

Just as I was about to turn away, his hand grasped the cool metal off my chest, the touch of his fingers on my collarbone sending shivers down my spine.

"What's it for?" he said, more to himself than me. He turned it over reading the engraving on the back, "Hypocardiacprofilia (AN: totally made up, they might even be real medical words for something and will probably end up meaning something like 'hyper heart face' :P)," he murmured. "What is it?"

"Oh, just some condition," I said, snatching the tag back and turning around to walk into the house, leaving Nick standing there, staring after me, confused.

I walked back into the house, locating the rest in the living room from the sound of their voices. I saw Selena was there now and she jumped up and ran over to give me a hug as soon as she saw me.

"Uhm, hi" I said, quietly.

"'Kay, everyone ready to go?" Demi asked.

"Hellz yeah, I'm ready to hit up some knarly waves!" Joe cried out.

"Joe, you don't surf, so don't even go there." Demi retorted.

I ran up to my room, grabbing a bag and putting my towel, sunglasses, sunscreen, and a sweater into and rushing back outside to see everyone waiting around outside the house. Once I got there we left out through the gates and ambled down the path towards the beach. Demi was leading the way, with Joe beside her, playing some crazy hand game, and Selena followed, having an in-depth conversation with Kevin. That left me with Nick. Secretly I was glad about this, he seemed such a nice, sincere guy and I really wanted to get to know him better. Plus, I felt bad about walking away from him early on the patio, but he couldn't know, no one could know, at least not here.

~xoxox~

An hour later, Selena, Demi and I were bonding silently, relaxing on our towels under the sun. The boys were sat behind us having some deep conversation about something I couldn't be bothered about enough to eavesdrop to find out. My once soaking wet hair was slowly drying in the heat and all the water droplets had disappeared off my body. I wasn't originally planning on going in straight away, but the moment I took my shorts and tank top off, Nick picked me up, and threw me into the water, following swiftly after me, splashing. Suddenly, someone announced they were hungry; Joe, I think. We all lifted ourselves off the sand, me slipping my shorts on, the others staying as they were, while placing everything in our bags and walking down the beach in search of food.

~xoxox~

(Nick's POV)

It was now 7 o'clock and we were all sitting on the couch in the basement watching an incredibly sad movie. We had swum together, laughed together, ate together and now we were sitting together, watching this movie. After the little incident this morning, Miley really seemed to be warming up to me, she even responded to my shameless flirting. But still, there was something not quite right with her. The way she stared at other families on the beach in envy, or the way she always distracted me when I asked her questions about her past. I had a feeling there was something she wasn't telling me.

I could feel Miley sobbing silently beside me, but so were the other girls. I put my arm around her, desperately hoping she wouldn't reject me. She didn't, in fact she snuggled right into my side, her tears soaking my shirt. Suddenly, as we got to the funeral scene, Miley jumped up off the couch and ran up the stairs. We all gave each other looks, what was that all about? I slowly got up off the couch as Demi paused the movie, and headed up stairs after her.

AN: :O :O :O What's gonna happen :P lolz :) I can't do cliff hangers what so ever.