OK, whoot. I update again. The last chapter cut out some of the stuff I said in the upper part. So, I'll say it here. I'm not going to reply to your reviews anymore because I got extremely lazy. So, your reward for reviewing is an update. K? Umm, what else... That's it? Oh, wait, right, your cookies. (throws Oreos at reviewers) Ok, that's done. Here's chapter 9.
Secrets Are Supposed To Stay Secret
Chapter 9: Little Pieces
Lilly laid on her stomach ripping up all the notes she had saved from Oliver. There were simple ones like, "Save me a seat in the cafeteria" and there were big ones like, "Kim Carter asked me out. What do I do?!" Each note got wet from her tears. Her mind continued saying, "Miley doesn't like him back. Stop being a crybaby and suck it up, Lilly." But she wouldn't listen. She thought that Oliver liked her back. Apparently not.
Lilly sighed and walked to her dresser and looked at herself in the mirror. Then she heard her phone ringing. Ever since Lola became Hannah's assistant, she got to have her own phone. "Hannah Montana's personal assistant Lola speaking." She said as cheerfully as possible.
"Hello, this is Le Restaurant Sophistiqué. We would like to change the seats for Hannah Montana's reservation." A man said in a French accent.
"Why does Hannah need reservations for a French restaurant?" Lilly asked.
"She has a date with, let's see here, Drew Evans."
Lilly dropped the phone in shock. Hannah and Drew on a date. A date. She looked at the phone with hatred, and stepped on it, crushing it into little pieces.
Like her heart.
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Hannah sighed and breathed in the ocean air. She and Drew had gone to dinner, walk around the mall, listen to CD's, and now they were taking a walk on the beach. The sun had set, and the beach had a sort of glow in the dark feel. Hannah smiled at Drew and took a breath.
"Hannah," Drew said. "I'd like to show you something."
Drew walked behind a rock and pulled out a shiny acoustic guitar. He sighed and said, "I wrote a song, for you."
Hannah gasped. Oh my gosh. That's so sweet.
Drew sat on the rock and started playing.
"And she
Puts on her makeup getting ready for a new day
And she
Sings a stupid love song her boyfriend wrote for her
I hope
She doesn't fall down way too hard
But if
She does I'm gonna be the one to pick her up"
Drew continued strumming and looked up at Hannah. She had a giant smile on her face.
"This is a stupid love song I wrote for you
And I hope you love me as much as I do
I didn't want to be mean
I didn't want you to see
The second part of me
So take this stupid love song and set me free."
Hannah gasped and wiped a tear from her eye, "Thank you so much, Drew."
Tell him now.
"Drew, there's something I have to tell you." Hannah said. She sat down on a nearby rock and sighed. Drew stood up in front of her and nodded.
"You see, um, there really isn't a Hannah Montana." Hannah said quietly.
Drew put on the straightest face he could. He looked puzzled and said, "What's that supposed to mean?"
Hannah sighed, "You see, Hannah Montana is like...a stage name, or an alter ego. My real name is Miley Stewart."
Drew nodded, "Well, I also-"
Hannah interrupted, "I created Hannah Montana so I could be a normal kid, and go about a normal life." She pulled off her wig revealing her brown wavy hair. "So, this is the real me." Miley shrugged and let the blonde wig fall to the ground.
Drew nodded, "I'm glad you trusted me with a secret like that." Drew sat next to Miley and put a soft kiss on her lips, which made Miley smile. Drew sighed and then said, "Well, I guess we have something in common."
"What's that?" Miley asked.
"Drew Evans is my alter ego."
"Oh," Miley said. "Well, isn't that interesting?" Miley laughed.
Drew nodded, "Yeah." He reached for his wig, not sure of what he was doing. "I don't know how to tell you..."
Miley smiled, "Come on, Drew, my lips are sealed."
Drew nodded and said, "You see..." Drew leaned in and kissed Miley again. Miley's eyes slowly closed. He grabbed his wig, and let it fall to the ground. Drew backed up.
Miley opened her eyes... and saw Oliver Oken looking back at her.
"I'm Drew Evans."
GASPETH!! How will Miley react?!?! Review and stay tuned! Oh what a stupid saying. How bout, DONUTS FOR REVIEWERS!!!
You'd think I own the song that Drew sang. Wrong. My sister wrote it. Bahaha. I'm a loser. I don't own anything. Cept Oliver's alter ego. K?
--Pwnguin