"Hey dad," I said.

"Whats up, Miles?" He asked.

"Can I spend the night at Mikayla's?"

"I thought you two hated each other."

"We hashed things out at the benefit concert."

"Oh, so are you going as Hannah or Miley?" My daddy asked.

"Hannah, but I was gonna tell her about me. The Miley me," I clarified.

"Alright, Miles, but be careful."

"I will." I kissed his cheek and headed toward my bedroom. I grabbed my cell and texted Mikayla, 'See you soon xoxo Hannah' I grabbed a couple outfits and shoved them into a duffle bag. I grabbed my wig too and a pair of pajamas.

I took my car to Mikayla's house. In her driveway, I put on my wig. I headed toward the door and knocked. Her mom answered the door. She let me inside. Mikayla came and showed me to her room. In was filled with posters of me.

"This is a little weird," I said awkwardly.

"Yea, I forgot to take them down. If you want I'll take them down."

"It's fine, it just takes some time getting used to. That's all."

We ordered pizza and painted our nails. Mikayla painted hers bright red; I painted mine a shiny blue. After our nails dried, we watched a horror film. I screamed like a baby. Mikayla laughed at me.

Then, we made out. It felt so good to kiss her. I love kissing my girlfriend.

"Hey Mikayla,"I said as Mikayla was busy giving me a hickie.

"What?"

"I gotta tell you something," I said and then Mikayla stopped.

"Ok, tell me."

"My blonde hair is a wig," I said.

"I figured, your eyebrows don't match." Mikayla said.

"My name is Miley Stewart, not Hannah Montana. I live a normal life as Miley and then I put on the wig and I live as Hannah. Does that make sense?" I asked, worried Mikayla would think I was strange or something.

"So, should I call you Miley or Hannah?"

"Miley," I took off my wig.

Mikayla squealed. "This is so cool! And you have such pretty hair!"

"Thanks."

"So, I'm dating two different people?"

"I guess so."

"That's cool. So, did you tell your dad you were spending the night with your girlfriend?"

"No, I told him I was spending the night here. With my new friend, Mikayla." I informed her.

"Oh, ok. So, Miley, what do you wanna do now?"

"Cuddle," I answered.

And so we cuddled until we fell asleep.