Mr. Normal
Chp. 12
Saturday Morning Cartoons Just Can't Compare
Disclaimer: I own it, I swear Disney gave me all the rights. Hannah Montana belongs to me. Damn I had to go and wake up didn't I?
Pairing: Les and Miley, And Jake and Hannah (He! He!)
Summary: Jake finally comes back after two years of trying to figure out what a normal kid is like.
He'd been laying there on his bed since the limo had dropped him off. Hannah had asked Jake to go to the after party at a girls whose name had been Tracy. That girl had been way weird, carrying around a big, white, fluffy cat named, Madonna, and talking through her nose. She'd kinda freaked him out.
He'd gotten home around three thirty, and all he could do was lay there with his arms crossed behind his head, and think about just how much fun he'd had. Even though the night had began mostly on the strange side, Miley's little plan hadn't backfired, no one had any clue as to what had really been going on. He sighed as he thought about it all.
Being on that stage with her had been like nothing he'd ever experienced before. He could now understand why Miley dressed up like Hannah, and got up there every show. The adrenaline, that rush, who needed drugs when you could have that. Twenty thousand fans screaming for you, and chanting your name. He could get used to that. It was almost like the rush he got when he stepped into the sight of the movie camera lens, but it had been more intense. God he couldn't wait for it to happen again. There was just no way even Saturday morning cartoons could compare to that, actually there was only one thing he could think of that could compare, and that was when Miley kissed him. It was a completely different kind of rush, but it was the same kind of feeling.
Flashback
They were all at the party, Hannah was at his side, Mike and Lola were getting what they called their 'GROOVE' on, but from what he was seeing they were just bouncing around like dorks.
"Haannaah, dahling. So glad you could make it." The nasally voice of Tracy had come up behind the two not so much blondes.
"I see you've brought someone with you, someone that looks mighty delish from this side."
They'd turned around, and Tracy had nearly dropped the poor cat, when she'd seen who Hannah had brought to the party.
"Hannah, dear, you do know that's Jake Ryan hanging from your arm, don't you?"
God her nasal problem was getting on his nerves, didn't the girl know that they made medicine for that kind of stuff?
"Traaaacy." Hannah had said as she'd turned to the other girl. Then they'd done that stupid kiss, kiss thing. He'd almost laughed. "Of course I know that's Jake Ryan. What girl doesn't know that?" Her southern accent was on in full force. Which only made the sarcastic tone of her voice even more noticeable.
Tracy had a dumbfounded look on her face. Like she just couldn't believe that someone had talked to her like that. She'd finally sucked it up, and said, "Well aren't you going to introduce us?" She now had that starry look in her eye, like she was planning to make a move.
"Okay, Tracy."
He definitely hadn't expected her to blurt out what she'd blurted.
"This is my boyfriend, Jake. Jake this is Tracy."
"Oh, my god! Everyone listen up." Tracy was making her way over to the little stage where the D.J. had been playing horrible songs. "Hannah Montana, and Jake Ryan are going out together!"
Everyone at the party had been staring at them, and he'd been standing there looking at her with his mouth hanging wide open.
"Miley, what the hell are you doing? Now every tabloid in the country's going to have our picture's on the front page tomorrow," he'd said it through tightly clenched teeth.
She'd just looked in his eyes, and pecked him on the mouth. "Don't worry about it. Just play along. I've got it all figured out."
Mike and Lola had come rushing over and were asking all kinds of questions, and again he'd just stood there like some little dumb fuck. After he'd got his faculties back in order, he realized that somewhere along the way he'd missed a huge part of Miley's little plan, and apparently Lily knew all the details.
End Flashback
Now it was six o'clock in the morning and he was still going over all of it in his head, after they'd left the party, and the reporters outside Tracy's house, they'd jumped into Hannah's limo, Miley had immediately torn the wig off of her head, and thrown it on the floor. "Okay I know I have some explaining to do, and I will."
He'd just been looking at her, not saying a word, she'd reached up and taken the itchy wig from his head and thrown it down on top of her own.
She'd explained it all to him on the ride to his house, and it made a whole heck of a lot of sense.
If he wanted to be with her, she wanted to be able to spend time with him in any guise, including their alter egos. Since most Friday's and Saturday's she was doing concerts that didn't leave much time for them to date. So if Hannah, and Jake were together, then Miley, and Les could be together, also.
And all he could think of was "You wanna be my girlfriend?" Okay so he'd planned on asking her that, but not tonight.
She'd just given him a look. Which seemed to be asking 'What the hell are you on?'
Her reply had been, "Would I have gone through all of this stuff, if I didn't?"
He had just smiled at her, brought her closer to him, and slid down the leather of the seat.
He liked this oh so much better than his plan, which would've taken a lot longer to achieve, she'd already skipped over the whole friends thing and went right back to wanting to be with him as more than that. Life was being way to good to him, and he had this feeling that it wouldn't be going on too much longer.
The phone was ringing, he'd barely heard it through the alarm going off in his ear, and his thoughts fluttering around in his mind.
Was it eight o'clock already?
A/N: This was supposed to be up Friday, but alas wouldn't let me update, and I've been trying for the last four days to do it. So here it is. I know it's not as long as most of the chapters, but I was not feeling too well Friday. Hope everyone enjoys. Be kind Review.
