A/N: In response to my reviews for the last chapter, firstly, thank you :), secondly, I apologise for being such an old meany :) Cos I am... ya know... actually getting old now. My mother liked reminding me yesterday that I cannot act like a 2 year-old anymore considering I'm almost 19. Thanks mum (y)

Please continue with your song reccomendations. Gaga seems to be the most prefered and obvious at the moment, but I'd quite enjoy hearing if you guys have any other songs that you think fit in for these two that is sexy, sleazy, gritty, dirty, dry humpy, and just generally workable for my perverted ways :)

This chapter is my attempts at humor. It's for all those who wanted some Miley and Mandy... I hope you're satisfied. Just a short chapter, but the moment I get 10 reviews I promise I'll upload the much longer next chapter.

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Chapter 33 - Messed Up

Awkward was a word that had somehow mingled itself into the vocabulary of Miley's every day life. She hadn't known how or when it had happened, but it was suddenly a permanent state of being that she had found herself in, all because of the stupid un-thought-out actions she had taken. She was messed up, and she knew it. She was completely screwed up in every sense of the word, her head and her thoughts jumbled into a state where she felt like she was walking around like a zombie, attempting to decipher and organise each thought into some coherant emotion that she could understand. Her mind was melting, she could almost feel it, stunned and shocked by the actions she had taken. She knew that she had to stop the silliness, stop the bad actions and control herself in everything that she did. It was only making things worse.

Awkward was the only word to describe the situation that she currently found herself in as she stood almost paralysed in the middle of Nick and Joe's mother's kitchen, attempting to watch the two brothers and her best friend try and make the four of them a suitable breakfast that would keep them going through-out the day ahead. The house, in the two hours that Joe and Mandy had been there, had turned into a complete frat house, dominated by teenagers who had no common sense and no real life skills they could use. Joe had already broken a glass and two bowls, just on his venture to find the right utensils to make eggs... only to find that they had no eggs... only Miley's vast stash of sugary treats that only three quarters of them could eat.

"Are you sure that you're gonna be okay with just coffee?" Joe asked Nick as he sat silently at the table, checking his blood levels and fixing his insulin.

Nick nodded silently as Miley and Mandy stood washing their plates from their hearty meal of pop tarts and coffee, a bag of chips thrown in for Miley, just to top herself off and make sure she was full. They'd been silent the whole meal, Miley and Nick, letting the older couple completely control the conversation informing them of their journey and how they had dropped the rest of Miley's family at the hospital before driving their rental car to the house. Miley had been silent as Mandy had told her how her father's surgery went, nervous to find out that the doctors were unsure if his legs would ever be the same again. She'd felt the eyes of Nick burning into her cheeks as Mandy told her, watching her just like he always did, still concerned, still embarrassedly saying nothing to her, because of the way that they'd almost been caught. It was pathetic.

She was a little angry at him, just because he'd been so jumpy after Mandy and Joe had arrived. Everything he'd been so adamant about proving to her, about how he loved her and all that crap about how he was going to prove it to her was suddenly shot out of the window as he sprung to life, pretending like she was nothing again. Way to prove her point. He was the same old Nick. The same old Nick that could drive her crazy, make her scream bloody murder at the frustration he caused her constantly, forever changing his mind. All she could think was 'What the Heck?'. He'd been so flirty and so domineering that morning as he tried it on with her... and coming fractions from succeeding. Why did he always jump when people were near by? He could have suceeded so easily in proving his own point partly if he'd of actually followed through with his stupid actions. But no, he had to go and ruin it by making her feel like an embarrassed fool. He could have pulled away, smiled and made a cheesy pathetic joke that would have broke the ice and made her feel less stupid. But no, he'd jumped off of her quicker than anything and vanished out the door. What had been the point? He severely had no brains... his regret apparent in the way that he'd ignored her since she'd slumped into the kitchen, to greet her friends, looking at him like she wanted to murder him (probably because she did).

"What's got on your goat, ol' buddy ol' pal?"

Miley jumped as Mandy's head appeared nearby her at the sink, the pair of them watching the boys as they stood up and made their way into the living room from the kitchen. Miley tore her eyes from staring at the back of Nick's obnoxious head and turned to her best friend drying her hands on the towel beside the sink.

"Nuthin'... why?"

Mandy frowned, and shrugged her shoulders, apparently unconvinced, but untesting, "Ya, just seem like something's bothering you, is all... you sure you're okay?"

Miley nodded, and leant back against the sink to look at her, the sounds of the two boys radiating into the kitchen. They were playing video games. Two hours and they were already playing stupid video games.

"Just a little bit cranky about the whole Dad situation..." she let her southern belle tones ring across the kitchen as she downplayed the seriousness of her father's problems and watched as Mandy smiled at her, itching to tell her something, she could tell by the ants in her pants that kept her on her toes. She reached out a calming hand to rub her arm to convince her and nodded, "I'm just a little angry that everyone's keeping secrets from me is all..."

Mandy's face contorted into guilt and she bowed her head in shame, her feet stilling and her eyes blinking nervously. Her cheeks turned rouge, impossibly pink until she was looking stupid with guilt and shame.

"What is it?" Miley said, expecting something bad, incredibly huge and awful to have happened.

Mandy turned away from her and wrung her hands together, playing with her rings as she hunched her shoulders protectively. Miley felt sick with the nerves. She was sure something terrible had happened and she would kill if it hadn't.

"I may..." Mandy muttered tentatively, her voice high-pitched and strained, "or may...not..." she cringed, "...have uh... ya know... it's not been decided yet..." Miley was instantly calmed by the sneaky smile that broke out on the face looking away from her, "But... I may have gone to third base with Joe Jonas in the back of my car on the drive home to LA two days ago..."

It took a moment for it to sink into Miley before...

"EWW. Oh my gosh!"

Mandy's arms were reaching up to smother her mouth in a second and she squirmed cringed and squealed at the new information. They were both laughing as they tussled against each other, Mandy trying to silence her with hissed hushes, her hands frantically moving to cover her mouth and stop the alarm bells from ringing.

"What the heck?! Miley wheezed as she laughed at their stupidity, leaning over the sink as Mandy tugged on the back of her t-shirt, wide smile grinning back at her as her eyes stayed big and happy.

She blushed and shrugged her shoulders, "We stopped for a rest break..." she bit her lip, "He told me he loved me and had loved me since the moment we met, said he hoped I'd be a Jonas someday..." Miley's mouth flew open in shock, "Let's just say... serious macking ensued," Miley let out a guffaw of laughter at the phrasing and Mandy only had to silence her again with a hand over the mouth, until she was calm, "and then we moved to the back seat... at a rest stop somewhere in Iowa... and he... ya know... showed me what it's like..."

Disgust befell Miley's features, grimacing as she closed her eyes disgusted, "'Showed you what it's like'???" Mandy hit her on the arm, "I could have gone my whole life without knowing that... I mean... seriously, Amanda... what were you thinking...?"

A glint grew in her eye and Miley knew that something terrible was about to leave her mouth that would only make her cringe, laugh or want to throw up quickly. It was always the way.

"I figured that we're gonna be here for a few weeks," Mandy winked with a smile that only meant trouble, "And there's nothing else to do in this dang town that won't get us mobbed by old people and little girls... I thought that I best take up a new hobby to keep myself amused and stop the boredom from taking over..."

Miley's mouth fell open in shock and Mandy just smiled walking over to the door to the living room, before turning it back, the troublesome smile only worse.

"It's fun... you should try it sometime..."

Miley continued to gawp for a few more moments before she laughed and shook her head, suddenly realising what a terrible role model she had to look up to. That was until she suddenly realised, who in this dang town would she try it with that Mandy would want to talk about?

A/N: Hello! Me again! So I hope that was funny... and you know... a little... informative...

So... I don't think I have anything to say... so I thought I'd give you some chapter descriptions to keep you interested.

Comment as always... tell me what you think ;)

Chapter 34: Miley can't sleep when Nick's not there, has bad dreams.

Chapter 35: Mandy and Joe play games, Nick and Miley have a showery run in.

Chapter 36: Miley talks drugs and fame at her first proper party.

Chapter 37: Miley wonders if she's had more than just a coke or two because she's feeling weird.

Chapter 38: Miley talks boys.

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