DISCLAIMER: Still no Hannah, still no Mitchel. Shame.

Previously:

"Oh. Alright, that makes things less awkward."

"I'm glad you think so. And I'm glad you're not mad. But now, Miley, I have a question for you."

Chapter 4

"Well?" Lily asked, leaning in to listen closely.

"Maybe, would you like to ask if Miley Stewart can star in Zombie High instead of Hannah? Since Miley won't be in school this week, and everyone knows we're dating. So, I could call the director and put in a request that we use a different episode, and Hannah can star in an episode a little later."

"Wow, that's a big jump. I'll tell you in a bit. I have to think about that."

"How 'bout I drive y'all to dinner and you decide after that?" Aunt Dolly suggested.

"Alright, that sounds great, Aunt Dolly."

"Let's go, then," Dolly said, and they all made their way out of the airport, each carrying at least one suitcase.

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"Alright, we're here," Jake said, letting Miley slide into their booth before he sat next to her. Lily slid in across from Miley, and Oliver seated himself next to her. He immediately pulled out his cell phone and dialed quickly.

"Becca? Hey. What's up?"

"Oliver, come on, we're out to dinner. Put the phone down," Miley said as Lily buried her face in her hands. Could this get any worse? She thought.

"Becca, I'm sorry, I'm being forced to leave. I love you. Bye," He said before hanging up grumpily.

"Love Becca? Why?" Jake asked.

"They're dating," Lily said accusingly.

"Oh, wow. When'd you two break--"

"Jake shut up," Miley said pointedly. "Let's just order."

Lily opened her menu and looked down the list of food. According to Jake, this was one of the only Italian restaurants in the vicinity, so she needed to get the most Italian dish there to make up for their lack of Italian food later that week.

"You know what? I'm not too hungry. I'll just get a salad," Lily said.

"Alright, I'll join you," Miley said.

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"Miley, come on. I call the bed by the window!" Lily giggled. It was 2:00 in the morning, and Miley was trudging through the hallway with Lily. Lily was completely awake, having slept on the plane, but Miley was tired and nervous about her first day of filming.

"Good night, Jake," Miley said, hugging him. It had taken them half an hour to find their hotel room. Their room, 13A, was in the same suite as Jake's, and so Jake had offered to share his half, 13B, with Oliver. Oliver had accepted gratefully and rushed into his room to claim his bed and unpack his clothes.

"What do you think, Miley?"

"Think about what?"

"About starring in Zombie High?"

"I think I'll be Miley tomorrow."

"Really? Awesome, I'll ask them to take out Episode 43F. See you tomorrow, Miles."

"Thanks, Jake. I love you."

"I love you too, Miley." Miley hugged Jake one more time before she opened the door to room 13A. Lily was already sitting on her bed, reading an edition of Teen Trends.

"What'd you say?" Lily asked eagerly as Miley pulled off her wig.

"I said that I'd be Miley tomorrow. So you can nix the wig, and Oliver won't be Brett."

"Miley, are you sure about that? I mean, I know you love Jake, but the whole reason you decided to be Hannah Montana was so that you wouldn't have to be different. I know you want the attention sometimes, but s it worth getting mobbed when you walk across the street?" Lily asked. Miley sighed and sat on the bed.

"I know, Lily. Maybe I was wrong, but you know, I know that this would make Jake happy."

"But what if tomorrow Jake asked you to like—I don't know—have sex with him or something. Would you do that just to make Jake happy? I know it's not the same, Miles, but it's about you. This is your happiness, not his, and if you're on National television in an episode of Zombie High that was supposed to feature Hannah Montana, somebody's going to figure out who you are. Right now, Miley, forget all about making Jake happy."

"Maybe I was wrong."

"I know," Miley sighed. "But I already told him that I'd be Miley."

"But maybe you should go over there and tell him that you were wrong," Lily said softly.

----------------------------------------------------

"Miley, that's totally okay," Jake said, running his fingers through her hair. "I understand completely. It doesn't matter that you don't want to do the TV show. Hannah can, and I'm alright with that."

"Promise?" Miley asked, looking up at him.

"I promise," Jake said, placing a kiss lightly on her cheek. "Now go to bed, it's getting late."

"Goodnight, Jake," Miley smiled as she walked out of his room. She ruffled Oliver's hair as she passed, and he smiled.

"Lily, stop it," He laughed in his sleep.

"Doughnut," Miley grinned, winking at Jake. "We'll get them together, okay?"

"I promise," Jake said as Miley left the room. When Miley had walked into her room, she saw that Lily was completely asleep, half off her bed.

"Lily," Miley said shaking her away. Lily swatted at Miley's hand, and Miley pushed her off her bed.

"Oliver!" Lily shouted, waking up instantly.

"Guess again," Miley said bluntly.

"Oh. Hey Miles, you tell him?"

"Yep."

"How'd that go over?"

"He's not mad."

"Really?" Lily asked skeptically.

"He promised," Miley said simply.

----------------------------------------------------

"Miss Montana, get up, it's time to start filming," Jake said, shaking Miley awake.

"Oh, great. Four hours of sleep? Thanks, Jake."

"Any time," Jake smiled.

"Five more minutes?" Miley asked groggily.

"Nope, up," Jake said.

"No," Miley said, pulling a pillow over her head. Jake sighed and picked her up. He brought her over to his room and dropped her onto Oliver's bed. Oliver sighed and rolled over, hugging her.

"Lily," He said sleepily.

"I'm up!" Miley shouted, jumping out of the bed.

"Oh, hi, Miley. You mind not mentioning that?" Oliver asked as he realized what he had just said.

"I don't want to remember it," Miley proclaimed. "I'll go get dressed now," Miley said anxiously, turning on her heel and dashing to her room.

"What's up, Miles?" Lily asked. Lily, it seemed, had been up for at least half an hour, and was in the bathroom curling the hair in her new wig.

"Cute hairstyle," Miley grinned.

"Thanks!" Lily smiled.

Miley took a quick shower before she blow dried her hair and tossed it into her wig. She was wearing a pair of pajamas, knowing that she'd be given a costume when she arrived at the studio. Jake called a limousine to pick them up, and he escorted Miley, Oliver and Lily into it.

Five in the morning? Miley thought, looking at the digital clock that was projecting the time onto the wall of the limo. This is going to be a long day, Miley thought as the car pulled away.

"Miley you alright?" Jake asked.

"Yeah."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

A/N: Pretty uneventful chapter, but it's all a setup for the next one. I promise. Thanks to my new reviewers, and my old reviewers, and my soon-to-be reviewers. Periwinkle box, you guys!!

Love,
Emma

P.S. So, in my original summary (not sure if it's still there), I said 5 extra chapters. Turns out, since I split them up funnier than I thought I would, it'll be a little more. This isn't the last one. I swear. New chapter up tomorrow night!