Chapter 3: Nightmares

(Still Flashback)

After choir practice, I went to the front of the school as usual and met up with Jackson. Today, he didn't bring his bike.

"Hey, Miles," Jackson greeted.

"Hi Jackson."

"So, we are meeting Jacob here?"

"Yeah, there he is," I motioned my head to the kid walking towards us.

"Hi Jacob," I greeted.

"Hi Miley," he responded.

"This is my older brother, Jackson," I say. After the guys exchanged their hellos, we walked to Jackson and mines house.

"We're home!" I called as we walked inside. Mom and Aunt Dolly came over to greet us.

"Hi Miley, hi Jackson," mom greeted us. "Who's this?"

"This is Jacob, him and me have a science project and he is my partner," I explain.

"Hello Jacob, I'm Miley's mom," mom said.

"Hi," Jacob greeted.

"And this is her Aunt Dolly," mom said motioning to Aunt Dolly.

"Hi Jacob, it's nice to meet you" Aunt Dolly said.

"Hi," Jacob said once again.

"Hey kids," dad said as he walked inside the house.

"Hi daddy," Jackson and me said.

"Dad, this is Jacob, he is my partner for a science project," I say.

"Hey Jacob," dad greeted.

"Hello," Jacob said.

"We have to get to work on our project now, we'll be down later," I say and head upstairs with Jacob and Jackson in tow.

Once we got upstairs Jackson said, "I have to get started on my homework, I'll see you guys later." And went to his room. Jacob and me went to my room. I kicked off my shoes and took off my messenger bag. Jacob followed my lead and took off his shoes and backpack.

"Do you have any ideas for the project?" I ask.

"I do have one," Jacob said. "We could fill a container with water until it's filled to the top, then put the egg in and put the lid on, that way there isn't any air in it."

"Let's try that then," I reply. The rest of the time we took notes and designed the project.

"Next time, we'll test it," I say.

"Okay, what about next time you come to my house?" Jacob asked.

"Sure," I replied.

The next day after choir, Jacob and me went to his house. His mom picked us up with her car. She was very nice, and so was his dad. Jacob and me tested the experiment and it work! I think we're going to do well on the project

"Bud, turn out the lights, it's bedtime!" dad called from his and mom's room.

It's late Thursday night… well, morning. It's midnight. Tomorrow is the audition and I know exactly what I'm going to sing. I walked over to my door and turned off my light, got into bed, and fell asleep.

"Miley Stewart," Mr. Thompson called. I nervously got up and sung my song.

"What was that piece of the garbage!" he bellowed.

"I…I…" I stuttered.

"Get off my stage!" he yelled. "You could never be in this musical!"

I jumped up, panting. I looked at the time, 3:45. I got up and walked to Jackson's room, like I do every time I have a nightmare. I got to his bed and shook his shoulder.

"Jackson, I had a nightmare."

He slowly opened his eyes and sat up. He patted the spot next to him. "What happened?"

I sat next to him and explained. "I was auditioning for the musical and did horrible and I didn't make it."

"Mile, you know you have a great voice, you are going to do great tomorrow and I'll be there for you. Now come on, let's get some sleep," he rolled over and made room for me to lie down. Afraid to go back to my room, I laid down and fell asleep.