Mr. Normal

Chp.11

Freaky Friday Night Date

Part Two: The One Where Lily's Miley, Miley's Hannah, and Jake's Confused

Disclaimer: If I owned it, would I be writing this?

Pairing: Jake and Miley

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


It seemed like he was living in bizzarro land, he'd been standing in line with Lily dressed as Miley, and he'd been standing there with her during the first part of the concert. Three songs of watching who he was actually supposed to be there with dancing and singing. His foot had been stomped at least fifteen times during those three songs, and all he'd really wanted to do was go home and forget all that had happened during the Night of Switch-a-roos.

Hannah had started talking, he'd not been paying much attention. His foot felt like it was twice as big as it had been when he'd stepped into the venue.

"Okay, guys."

The crowd had started screaming, well more than they already were.

"For the next song, I'm gonna do something that I've never done before."

The crowd had hit fever pitch, and he didn't think it could have gotten any louder, but at the mention of Hannah doing something she'd never done before, they'd broken the sound barrier.

"Come on guys, you've gotta be quite, so's I can tell ya what I'm gonna do."

Ahh, blessed, almost silence. His ears had been ringing from the kid that had been stomping on his foot's, screaming and horrible singing yelling combination. He'd stuck his finger in his ear to try and make the buzzing noise to stop.

"Okay, ya'll. Here's what's gonna happen."

And the kid was screaming again, he wished he had gotten some earplugs on the way here. Dude this kid was getting on his last nerve.

He'd watched as Hannah had planted her hands on her hips and gave the audience a disapproving look.

They'd quietened down again.

"Alrighty, I'm gonna pull some totally random guy out of the crowd to sing the next song to."

The crowd had gone absolutely ballistic at the mention of Hannah letting on of them up on stage with her.

The guy behind him was yelling, "Hannah come on pick me!"

He'd have known that voice anywhere, and he just wanted to punch the guy for even being here, and what the hell was Derrick doing here anyway. He didn't strike Jake as a Hannah fan, at all. He'd seemed more like the type that would like Red Hot Chili Peppers or something. But there he'd been yelling for Hannah to let him come up on stage.

"Oh, and that's not all guys. The lucky person I pick gets to stay backstage for the rest of the show."

The stadium sounded like it would explode with the intensity of the crowds screams.

Lily had jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow, and he'd looked down at her. She'd winked at him, and he'd been completely confused. Why was she acting all weird?

Then she'd leaned over and whispered, "Just wait for it."

Hannah had been scanning the crowd, and he'd assumed that she'd been looking for the right guy to bring up on stage. She'd walked back and forth across the stage a couple of times, and stopped right in the middle where he'd been standing. She'd pointed out across the three rows in front of them and the spotlight had landed in his general direction.

Derrick had screamed right in his ear, "Oh, hell yeah," and he'd assumed that he'd started to jump up and down. Then he'd heard "Out of my way you loser's, Hannah's pointing at me."

Jake had looked up at the stage, and Miley looked as if she had taken a bite out of something that wasn't exactly kosher.

"No, No."

Derrick had stopped pushing the people to the side of him, and gazed up at the blonde on the stage.

"Sorry" He'd heard his girl say over the microphone. "The guy that was in front of you."

He'd looked up at that and had gotten even more confused.

"Yeah, you, Mister Looks Like He's Going to Pee His Pants."

The crowd had started laughing at that, and Lily's elbow nailed him in the ribs again.

"Go on, Les. I think she's talking about you," and she'd winked at him again, "I told you to wait for it, now GO!"

He was pretty sure that he'd made a few people's feet hurt almost as bad his did as he'd made his way up to the stage. Well it was their own faults they wouldn't get out the way.

Hannah had met him at the side of the stage with a smile, and helped him up on it.

"So, cute guy."

Okay so she was putting him in the spotlight to embarass him. He'd known he was blushing, he'd felt the color rise to his face.

"What's yer name?"

He'd looked at her like she'd grown a couple more heads. What the hell? She'd known who he was when she'd picked him out of a crowd of twenty thousand.

Okay, Jake think a second. This is all part of the plan, I hope. I mean what else could it be? She pulled you up here for a reason. It had taken him a few seconds, but he'd finally caught on. She didn't just randomly picked him, she'd been planning to do this all along.

"Hey cute, speechless guy." She'd snapped her fingers in his face. "I can't go 'round calling you Cute Guy the rest of the night, ya know. So a name, any name might be a good idea."

"Oh, uh."

She'd been teasing him, and his face had gotten redder by the second. He couldn't think. She'd been looking at him with a playful glint in her eyes, and all he'd wanted to do was pull her to him and plant his lips on hers.

"My name's uh," the crowd had started laughing at his speechlessness. "Les." He'd finally managed to get the word out.

"You mean it took all that time to come up with a name like LES?" She'd laid the southern twang on thick with that little jibe. The playful glint had still been in her eyes though, and he'd laughed along with the rest of the people in the auditorium.

"Well, yeah. Sort of had blank mind there for a second. You know how that is don't'cha?"

"Okay, with that the next song is 'If We Were a Movie'. I wrote this for someone special not too long ago, but I don't know if he even knows that it was written for him." She'd thrown a mischievious look over her shoulder at him. "But since he isn't here, I guess I'll just have to sing it to Les here."

He'd been too astonished to anything but stand there like an idiot while she'd sang the song to him, from a stool sitting in the middle of the stage. It had been just him and her in the spotlight. He'd not even noticed that she'd finished until she'd said "We can go backstage now," and dragged him off the stage with her.

He'd taken a deep breath as he'd followed her with tears brimming at the edges of his eyes. When she'd turned to him to say something, he'd automatically taken her hand, pulled her as close as humanly possible, planted his lips against hers and kissed her breathless.

After she'd caught her breath she'd cautiously approached him, and kissed him again. "Turn abouts fairplay, big boy," she'd said and sauntered off back onto the stage.

So this date hadn't gone as badly as he'd thought it would've been.

He'd felt a firm grip on his shoulder, as he stood there and listened to Hannah sing about a party being with her.

"Son." It hadn't been a question, but he'd turned at the sound of Mr. Stewart's voice.

"Yes, sir?"

"I don't have to tell you, but I'm gonna tell ya anyway. If you hurt her again, you'll be wishin' you were Uncle Earl when he sat on the Barbeque grill at the family reunion."

Mr.Stewart had walked off after that, and Jake really didn't want to know what all that Uncle Earl stuff was about, but he was bound and determined that he wouldn't hurt Miley again.

"Hey, Les!" Lily had stepped up behind him, and he'd turned around to look at her, and gotten blinded by the light glinting off of the pink wig she'd put on her head.

"How'd you get back here? And what the hell is on your head?"

"I've got a permanent backstage pass, and I'm Lola, hence the whole pink hair thing."

He'd just nodded. Not knowing what else to do.

"So, here."

She'd handed him a blonde wig, and he'd raised an eyebrow not understanding what it had been for.

"Put it on, you're going to be introduced as Jake Ryan not too long from now."

"What! No!"

"Oh, come on. It'll be fun, plus you can be out on stage with Miley, without anyone thinking anything of it."

"Fine, but I don't like this little plan you all cooked up."

"Sorry, but you did want a date, and well."

"Just so you know that I don't like it at all."

"Well, Les, you'd better get that wig on, and straight, because she's getting ready to come off stage, and when she gets back here she'd better see Jake Ryan, and not Les Rine."

He'd placed the wig on his head, and Lily had helped him with getting it on the right way.

Miley had ran from center stage and collided with his back almost knocking him over.

"Oh, god, Jake. I'm sorry. Did Lily fill you in on what's goin' down?"

He'd just pointed to his head, and shrugged.

"Okay, see you in a few seconds." She'd planted a sweet, but too quick kiss on his lips, and skipped back out on the stage.

"Alrighty, ya guys, have I got a treat for you." The screaming and yelling was deafening even from the backstage area.

"Well just as I went back there" She'd pointed behind her towards where he'd been standing watching her. "I literallly ran into the Zombie Slayer himself, Jake Ryan." If he'd thought the crowd was going crazy over Hannah, it had nothing over how the were about hearing that he'd been backstage. "After I nearly knocked him on his face, and got over the whole I'm sorries, I asked if he'd come out and let me sing to him." Damn the girl was good, she'd gotten him hook, line, and sinker.

He'd ambled out onto the stage, and the crowd had gone completely insane. Miley had just stood there, and smiled warmly at him. God, no matter what guise she was in she was utterly and completely the most beautiful girl he'd ever laid eyes upon.

"Hey, Hannah, nice to actually see you this time." He'd turned to the audience, and waved, "And hey to all you guys out there that I can't really see, but I can hear you really good," and the crowd had gone wild again. "So, Hannah, what song are you gonna sing to me?"

She'd looked at him with an evil glint in her eyes, then smiled and said, "I Got Nerve."

Seemed to him it wasn't much of a romantic song, but it did fit the whole night, so far. The girl did have nerve.


A/N: You guys probably thought I was gonna go with One in a Million, right? But look at it this way, she really does have nerve to pull him out of the audience, and then bring him back out as Jake not ten minutes later, with Derrick in the crowd that could be their undoing. HE! HE! MUWAHAHAHA!!! Be kind Review.