A/N: Today, 28/02/2010 is 'Thank the readers day'. This update is to Thank all of my wonderful, amazing, beautiful readers who continue to support this story and all of my other stories (whether one-shots or multi-chaptered.) You are all utterly utterly amazing and this and all of my other stories for that matter, would be no-where without any of you!

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I know it's been a long time, and for that I am truly sorry, for anybody that reads 'Love will find a way' I was going to update that too, but have just not had time! I'm sorry. An update may be making it's way back to you soon!

So THANK YOU all once again! I wish I could give every single one of you a big hug and a Silver Volvo. ;)

Happy Reading! :D

Oh. There's a couple of swear words in this chapter. :)

Bella's point of view

"Hannah, darling!"

I was greeted very enthusiastically by my hair and make-up artist as I walked into my dressing room.

"Hi Matthew,"

"Oh, someone's glum," Matthew stopped walking towards me and stood in front of me with his arms folded.

"Hmm, you could say that, I suppose." I dumped my bag on the floor by the mirror and hopped into the chair in front of it. I'd already got my wig on since I couldn't come out of the hotel without it, but I looked like absolute shit.

Matthew walked up to the chair and stood behind it, looking at me through the reflection of the mirror. He frowned and then about two seconds later his face broke out into a massive grin. "Oh, I see," His smile widened, if that was possible. "Boy trouble?"

I gasped and then shook my head forcibly. "NO! No, no. No, that's not it."

Was it? Is that what was making me feel so blue? Ugh! Why did he have to get under my skin so much? He was just a normal guy; a normal human guy. A normal human guy who wasn't even interested in me, he didn't even like me!

But did seeing him outside the hotel mean something? Did he know?!

Oh. My. God.

I shook my head again to try and get rid of that thought and then looked back up at Matthew who was still grinning at me like an idiot. He looked like a 5 year old on Christmas Morning.

I sighed. "I guess that's the problem,"

Matthew patted me on the shoulder. "Tell me all about it, darling."

"Don't you need to get me ready?" I asked sounding some-what hopeful. There was a part of me that wanted Matthew to say yes, and that he hadn't got time to listen to my problems. But this was Matthew; he was incredibly camp, but not gay. I don't think his wife would be very impressed to suddenly find that out about him. He loved the opportunity to catch up on the latest gossip, and besides I needed someone to talk to about this.

"Well, I do. But, I can do both, can't I? This is me we're talking about, Hannah. I am a magician!" He lifted his arms above his head and did a weird pose.

I couldn't help but giggle. "Fine. But listen up, because I'm not repeating anything," I glared at him. "And you can't tell anybody either. Especially not my Dad. Got it?"

He did the motion of zipping his lips up and throwing away the key. I laughed again and then wriggled to get myself comfortable in the chair.

Matthew picked up a hairbrush and started combing through the blonde curls. I started to talk and eventually started telling him everything. What had happened on the first day of school, how Edward been absent for almost two weeks and then started talking to me again, and then how he'd gone back to almost blanking me.

How I thought I'd seen him at the hotel earlier, and most of all how I seemed to be falling in love with him. I left out the bit about having my own suspicions about him:

A) Possibly knowing that I was actually Hannah Montana, and

B) Having my own suspicions about him and thinking that he could have some kinda of secret as well. I didn't want to mix things up even more.

By the time I stopped talking, Matthew had moved onto to doing my make-up. I currently had my eyes closed whilst mascara was being applied, but suddenly feeling that Matthew had stopped, I opened my eyes only to find him grinning at me again.

"Darling, you are so smitten!"

"Oh, don't say that! I don't want to be!"

Matthew waved his hand at me and I closed my eyes again. He went back to applying the rest of my make-up but continued talking.

"Honey, it seems to be that he likes you himself and that he's just trying to pretend he doesn't. Maybe he wants to play hard to get or something?" I could hear the playful tone in his voice, but didn't open my eyes to see if he was smiling again. "It's obvious that you like him too, so just do something about it?"

"What can I do, Matthew? You know as well as I do that I can't date him successfully. I'm hardly ever around as it is. What is it going to do when I suddenly exclaim to him that I'm not in fact Bella Swan, but a famous Pop Star as well?!"

Matthew knows all about the secret identity thing. A lot of my close people do; it helps with the secret mostly, and plus they are all basically sworn to secrecy. It makes things a lot easier for me, but sometimes it can make things harder.

I could feel that Matthew had moved on to brushing foundation onto my skin, so I opened my eyes, he was concentrating but he still managed to say possibly the one thing I didn't think I wanted to hear.

"Bella, look. You already said that you think you love the guy. There's obviously something there and you wouldn't feel like this if there wasn't anything there at all. From what you've told me, it seems like he likes you as well. Do something about it, or at least try you'll regret it if you don't. And plus, if he loves you too, then it wouldn't matter if you were secretly Princess Isabella of England, would it?" Matthew finished applying the foundation and then pulled back to smile at me.

Okay, so in truth I probably needed to hear that, but in some ways I didn't.

"Thanks, Matt." I smiled at him, suddenly feeling so much better for getting the things I needed to say off my chest, but also from having someone to talk to.

"No problem," He held out his hand and I took it to step down from the chair. "Now, go knock 'em dead out there tonight."

"I'll try my best." I turned back and flashed a grin at him.

My Dad opened the door to the dressing room then and stepped in. "Ready, bud?"

"Yep,"

He stepped back out of the door and I followed walking closer towards the stage. I slipped off the robe that I'd put on over my clothes and handed it to some weird stage person, and then stood on the platform that raises me up out onto the stage. I could hear the people in the audience screaming as I crouched there, waiting for the music to start so that I could go out and so what I'd come here to do.

I did all of this for a reason. I made the effort to have this double life for a reason, because music and performing is what I love. I wasn't going to let school or boy troubles get in the way of that. When the music for the beginning of 'Best of Both Worlds' started up, I got ready to move with the platform.

I looked back at my Dad who was smiling at me. "Good luck, honey."

"Thanks Daddy,"

With that the platform started to move up and I jumped onto the stage, and right there just for tonight Bella Swan disappeared and I was Hannah Montana and nobody else.

xoxox

"Bella! Wake up! We gotta go to school!"

I groaned and rolled over. "5 more minutes,"

"No, Bella. NOW!"

I groaned again, but sat up in bed this time. "Fine, I'm up."

"Good, but hurry. We gotta go in 20 minutes." Bradley yelled through the door once more and then walked away.

20 minutes? He must be kidding, just so I would wake up...

I looked over at my alarm clock to find that there was actually only 20 minutes until we had to leave.

"Shit!" I took the covers off of me and leapt out of bed, rushing towards my wardrobe and finding a pair of jeans and a sweater to wear before running towards the bathroom so that I could jump in the shower.

I managed to shower in about 3 minutes and then quickly got dressed, cleaned my teeth and brushed my hair. All in all, it had probably taken me about 10 minutes. I think it was the quickest I'd ever got ready for anything.

I don't know how I'd overslept; I'd slept until almost the afternoon on Sunday after the Concert Saturday night (Which absolutely rocked by the way) and then I'd gone to bed quite early again last night after feeling tired still.

I slipped my shoes on and looked at myself in the mirror one last time, feeling satisfied with myself; I walked out of the bathroom and downstairs.

"Morning, Bells." Dad looked up over his newspaper and smiled at me.

"Morning," I yawned half-way through the word and it ended up sound very strange.

I trudged toward the fridge and pulled out a bottle of orange juice and poured myself a glass. I didn't have time to get anything else but I didn't normally eat breakfast anyway, so I was okay.

"C'mon Bella, we gotta go."

"'Kay! I'm coming!" I chugged down the rest of the orange juice and then put the glass on the counter. "See you later, Daddy."

I jogged out of the kitchen and grabbed my school bag from the hook by the door and then followed Brad out to the car. I hopped in just as Brad started the engine and then rested my head back against the seat.

"Hmm, wake me up when we get to school, yeah?"

Bradley laughed. "How are you still tired? You've slept more than a lion over this weekend!"

"It's because I don't really go to sleep. I'm secretly a super-hero at night, so, I'm out saving the world."

"You mean you're Hannah Montana and a super-hero? Are you anything else? Like, a werewolf or something?"

I giggled. "No, I'm definitely not a werewolf. That sounds really gross anyway. I don't even like dogs!"

Bradley pulled into the school parking lot and found a space. I looked around and saw Jess and Angela stood by her car, obviously waiting for me. Jess was bouncing so much she looked as if she was high.

Bradley followed my gaze and then laughed again. "Ah, good luck with those two today."

I opened the door of the car and climbed out as gracefully as I could. I didn't realise how cold it was until I stepped out.

Dang! I left my coat at home. Ugh, Bella!

"Yeah, I think I'm gonna need it."

I closed the door and wrapped my arms around myself to try and conserve the heat and walked across the parking lot. I ignored the fact that I'd seen the silver Volvo and the people standing around it and carried on towards Jess and Angela.

Jess wasn't facing me when I reached them but talking to Angela instead; Angela smiled at me and then Jess turned around and squealed very loudly.

"Hi Bella!"

"Hi," I pressed my lips together to try and stop myself from laughing at her. "Is there a reason you're so excited?"

Jess laughed and then clapped very enthusiastically. "Oh. My. God! It was amazing! Seriously, I think I could die right now and be totally happy."

Well, I'm glad she liked it. "I wouldn't say that, it's a bit drastic isn't it?"

"No! Seriously...ugh! I wish you could have come, we'll go next time. We really will."

I frowned and then shrugged. "Sure,"

It was easier to agree, rather than disagree. I'd just make up some excuse when it came closer to the actual time. Anyway, I wasn't headed back to Seattle anytime soon; I didn't really have to worry about it.

"Yay!"

"C'mon, we gotta get to class." Angela took Jess by the arm and dragged her away.

"Bella?" Jess turned to look at me and then smiled again.

"Hmm?"

"Don't get annoyed when I don't shut up about it, 'kay?"

I laughed quietly. "I won't get annoyed. But don't expect the others not to."

"Dang."

I caught up to them and we walked up into school. I managed not to glance round and look at the Volvo, but I knew I wouldn't be able to escape him all day. I'd just have to get this over with. Matthew had been right the other day, I needed to do something about this, and that's exactly what I was going to do.

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