Mr. Normal

Chp.10

Freaky Friday Night Date

Disclaimer: Hannah Montana and anything associated with it does not belong to me

Summary: Jake finally comes back after two years of trying to figure out what a normal kid is like


The last three days of the school week had flown by, they'd figured out how they were going to achieve what needed to be achieved for Friday night. Well Miley and Lily had figured it all out, and Jake had no idea what he'd be walking into as he'd stepped into Crazy Land, a.k.a. Miley's house.

Mr. Stewart had opened the door to the bell, and introduced himself to the new guy in his daughter's life. Jake had told him his name, and stared at what seemed to look like a big, fuzzy caterpillar on Robbie Ray's lip. He almost laughed at the way it moved out of synch with the rest of his mouth as he'd spoken to him.

If Mr. Stewart's moustache wasn't strange enough, Lily had come bouncing down the stairs like a herd of elephants with a brown wig on her head. At first he thought he'd been seeing things, or going crazy. She'd turned to look back up the stairs and if he hadn't known any better he'd have thought he was looking at Miley.

"Uh, Lily?"

He'd watched as she'd swung the curly, brown mane around as she'd turned back to him.

"Yeah, Les?"

At least they'd let him on the part where they weren't going to tell anyone else who he actually was.

"What's up with the whole looking like Miley?" He'd waved his hand up and down in her general direction.

"Yes, Lily. Please do tell us what in the blue blaze's you're doin' all dolled up like my sweet, little daughter?"

Jake and Lily had both scrunched their eyebrows at Robbie Ray's description of Miley, and almost cracked up.

"Sweet and innocent, Aunt Gertrude's fanny," Jackson had exclaimed, as he'd walked into the room. "That girl's anything but!"

"Jackson, shut up!" Robbie shook his head and planted Lily with the You'd better explain now li'l missy look.

"Well you see." She'd started fidgeting when the stare had been tossed her way, "we sorta needed a Miley and a Hannah. So me and Miley decided that since Lola wouldn't be missed for one concert, that I'd be Miley and head to the stadium with Les, and she'd be Hannah and go to the concert in the limo." She'd started to play with a strand of the wig, and the end had frayed making it stick out at odd angles. "Miley will explain it all when she comes down. I hope."

"Wait, Lily, y'all told Les here," Robbie's hand lands on his shoulder with a solid thud. "Miley's little secret?"

Apparently she'd hoped that Mr. Stewart wouldn't have caught on to that, because her eye's grew wide, and she started to splutter around the explanation.

Jake couldn't stand the fish out of water type thing that Lily was impersonating much longer, or he'd have busted his gut with laughter. He'd tried hard not to crack a smile, but it'd been darned hard not to do.

"He already knew, Daddy." He'd heard called down the stairs, and then he'd heard footsteps.

She'd made her appearance and he'd stared at her as she'd slowly come into view. She'd been covered in soft, white leather from head to toe, and a white t-shirt with some kind of strange looking decal on the front of it. He'd never seen her look as hot as he'd seen her that night.

"And just exactly how did he already know?" Mr. Stewart sounded mad, well at least he'd thought he did, but his mind, and eyes had still been on the vision standing on the staircase landing, in front of the piano. He'd been afraid she'd disappear if he'd looked away even for a fraction of a second.

Lily was giving her the You said you weren't going to say anything look, and had stepped into his line of sight. Now the two girls were in a heated discussion over something or other.

"Well, Les, my man, this may take awhile," Jackson commented as he walked by and slapped him on the arm, "these little conversation's of theirs could go on forever."

"Yeah, I know," he'd said on a huge sigh.

"Why don't'cha come over here, have a sit down, and watch some mind rotting with me?" Jackson had plopped down and started flipping channels, landing on Entertainment Tonight.

"We caught up with actor Jake Ryan last week."

Jake had turned at the mention of his name and had remembered what the interview was all about. Oh, damn, the Stewart's really didn't need to hear that interview.

He'd spoken about what he'd been doing for the last six weeks, and what he was getting ready to do. He'd mentioned going back to California to win back the love of his life. Yeah it had sounded like something some soap opera, or one of those really lame B-rated romance movies. He'd told them the truth, but Mr. Stewart would freak if he heard that.

Seemed that Lily, and Miley's conversation was over, and his eyes had been restored to the vision of Miley in white leather.

Jackson had turned the t.v. off at the movement from behind him, and didn't get to see the interview.

"First of all." Lily was looking directly at him, "I have to say that I'm completely against what Miley is about to say."

He'd just looked at her with puzzlement, he'd really had no idea what was getting ready to come out of his girl's mouth, but from the way Lily was looking at him it couldn't be something good.

"Daddy?" Miley sounded nervous.

Mr. Stewart was staring at his daughter, not answering her, but just standing there waiting.

"I have something to tell you, and you probably won't like it, but before we leave here I need to tell you."

Mr. Stewart had sat down on a chair that was sitting behind him.

"You really don't need to sit down, it's really not that bad."

"For goodness sakes, Bud, could you just spit it out, you do have a concert in about an hour, and we have to be there in fifteen minutes for the sound check."

"Well you see," she'd started to fidget just like Lily had, not ten minutes ago. "LesisreallyJakeRyanandseeIthoughtyoushouldknowIthoughtthatifyouknewyouwouldn'tgettoomadwhenitfinallydidcomeoutand.."

She'd said it so quickly that he'd only heard the first part, the rest was a blur.

"Now, Bud, didn't quite catch all that, but sounded like you said Les here was Jake Ryan."

"Yeah."

Now Mr. Stewart looked kinda mad. He didn't know why he'd be mad, but he looked it.

"Miley do you remember the last time this boy,"his hand had flown out in his direction with such force if he'd been standing where the hand had hit the air he'd have been knocked out. "was around? What you went through? Are you out of yer cotton pickin' mind?"

Mr. Stewart was pissed, and he really didn't want to be where he was at that moment.

"But daddy!"

"Don't but daddy me, I had to watch your heart be broken, not for the first time, but the second from the same boy, I won't watch it happen again, Miley!"

"Daddy, he came back, because of me." She'd been looking at him with an apologetic look. "He's changed, and I want to see if we can be together."

"Miley."

"Come on daddy, I'm willing to give him another chance, why can't you?"

He couldn't believe that she was standing up for him, if it were up to him he'd never hurt her again. But like everything else you never knew what was gonna happen from one moment to the next. Like for example: He certainly hadn't been expecting what had gone on when he'd walked into the Stewart household that evening.


A/N: Okay, this is part one of two parts of Friday night. The actual date will be up Monday, I'm hoping. Actually this part was only half written, so I had to improvise a bit. I'm hoping it turned out alright. Be kind Review.