Mr. Normal
Chp.2:
Putting Everything in Retrospect
Disclaimer: Only the concept of this story is owned by me, I do not own Hannah Montana or anything associated with it.
Pairing: Jake and Miley
Jake finally comes back after two years of figuring out what a normal kid is like
All in all the night had turned into a great night. Miley and himself had sat on her back porch steps, and he'd told her all about what he had been up to since he'd left her standing gape mouthed in her living room the night he'd stomped out her door yelling at her that he just might tell her secret. He'd been such a sad, little egotistical, stuck-up bastard at that time. He'd never any intention of letting her secret out, it was just a heat of the moment thing, plus he was mad and heartbroken. But tonight had made all of that stuff just go away.
They'd sat there talking for going on four hours, and if her father hadn't come out and told her that it was time to come in they'd probably still be sitting there on the steps. She'd looked at him appologetically, gotten up and said she'd call him later in the day.
The other two brunettes had walked to the door, upon entering he'd heard her dad ask who he was and she told him that it was that really good friend named Leslie, as she turned back to look at him one more time and close the door with a smile.
His thoughts had been rolling around in his head the whole way home. He no longer used a limo to get everywhere, he now drove a mint condition red, 1967 Mustang soft top. It was unbelievable that she'd let him back in her life so easily. Well it hadn't been that easy, what with all the ups, and downs and topsy turvy's his stomach had gone through in a matter of minutes when he'd first arrived at her door. Just the thought of it made his stomach start to churn again.
Pulling into the driveway of his new place, he throws the car in park, loosens the tie around his neck, wraps his arms over the steering wheel, and places his forehead on them with a sigh through his smiling lips. He could cry at this moment, Miley still considered him her friend, and that was a start, hopefully in the next few days she'd see him as more. He raises his head, pulls the keys from the ignition and opens the door. Getting out of the car, he slams the door, and heads into the house.
Upon entering the front door he pitches the tinkling keys on a table beside of it. The cheesy smile from the car is still plastered on his face as he looks around his now very permanent home. Now that he had Miley back in the picture he was staying put.
This night had turned better than he'd expected it to. He was still all giddy over the possibility of hearing her sweet voice tommorrow when she called him, but boy did he have a big surprise for her. Seems one Leslie Rine would be joining her class tommorrow morning, he couldn't wait to see the look on her face when he returned to Sea View High School, but this time without all the fan fare that had accompanied his last arrival.
He'd told her everything he could think of in the four, very short hours they'd had together earlier in the night, but he'd left that one little part out of his life as Leslie, he starting completely over in Malibu, and she was the only reason why. He would get his girl back if it killed him, he would have her, because he could see no other alternative, his life had been dull the past two years because she hadn't been in it. He didn't want to live without her any longer than neccesary. He'd come back with a mission, and he wouldn't fail, because if he did his heart would fall out of his chest, and die.
Taking off his tie he lays it on the banister of the oak wood stairs, he'd made specifications for this house, everything had to be real. If Miley were going to be here, he wanted everthing real, including himself. There wasn't any particle board, naugahyde, or fake metals in the whole two story, split-level, and most importantly there wasn't a trace of his alter ego to be seen. Jake Ryan had become a part to play, not his life.
He silently heads up the stairs, leaving the tie on the banister, the maid service would be by in the morning, he didn't have a live in maid. He hated that, but he was trying to be as normal as he possibly could, but he'd never learned how to do his own laundry, so he'd hired a service to come in twice a week just to tidy up, and do what laundry he produced.
At the top of the stairs he takes an immediate right into his bedroom. Opening the door he's faced with the authentic Cherry wood of the four-poster bed, and all the other furniture. He takes off his tux jacket, and unbuttons his starched, white shirt, and reaches for the remote of the big screen in the corner of the room, flicking the button to turn it on, the screen flashes, and he's greeted with the sounds of Hannah's new music video. In any guise she's the prettiest girl he's ever seen, but he imagines the image on the t.v. with long, brown hair, singing to him about her undying love, instead of mister flavor of the month, Zac Efron. Yeah, he was a tiny bit jealous that his Miley was hanging all over the guy in the video. But he knew that she was just playing a part, like all those times that he had movie premieres and had to play it up like he was actually with the girl that co-starred with him, but Mister High School Musical's hands were just a little too low on her body for his liking, and he flips the channel, just to get away from the disturbing image, that should've been his hands on her hips, and on her body period.
He flops back on the bed, flipping channels haltingly, and finds some stupid sitcom that Miley was guest starring as Hannah on. It was a re-run of an episode from like a year and a half ago, but he didn't care that he'd already seen it more than once, he was in love with the girl, and if he couldn't physically have her here, he'd take a t.v. show with her alter ego in it at the moment.
A/N Okay guys this may end up going in a totally different direction than originally planned. But what can I do, my brain went there and there wasn't any stopping it. Also I have absolutely no problem with Zac Efron. It's just who my brain could come up with. Hope you guys enjoyed. Be kind review.
