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Paige's POV

"Sorry," I said as Miley and her dad drove away. "What's up?" I was very annoyed. Now I would have to walk all the way home.

"Something happened. Is there anyone around?" Piper told us. Phoebe looked around. She shook her head. "Then orb us home Paige! Orbing faster!" I grabbed their hands and concentrated on home. When I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar walls of our new home. What I didn't see was Grams.

"Grams?" Phoebe yelled out. Nothing but pure silence answered.

"I was waiting for you," said a voice. We turned around to look.

"Oh my god," Phoebe said.

"Not quite," the voice said. We all stared in horror as we saw the energy ball rushing towards us...

Leo's POV

I walked around the corner and saw the big white house of 12 Furlow Lane. I don't know who lives here now that Mr. Charlen died. The man who gave me the rest of the bucket of candy after Halloween was over. The man, who until recently, was one of my only friends. The man who said when ever I needed help he would be there for me. But he wasn't here for me now, was he? He wasn't here when I really did need him. I picked up a large rock and hurled it across the lawn. It thunked against the wood of the 19th century house and then landed in the bright lime grass. I could feel tears prickling at my eyes. I hate him. I hate whoever lives in that house. I hate them for thinking that they can just move in and pretend that Mr. Chanlen never existed and that he's dead. I knew I was denying the fact that he's dead, but I have the right too. Then I heard some girls scream. It was coming from Mr. Chanlen's house.

"Uh oh," I whispered to myself. I walked up the front steps. And into the house...

Miley's POV

As I got ready for the concert, I thought about what had happened that afternoon. Why had they just told us to drop them off on the corner of 42nd street? What had happened? Why had Piper screamed 'Grams?!" loudly? I was puzzling over it as my dad, with his fake moustache, walked up.

"Hey, darlin', we go to get a move on!" he said to me. I nodded. I walked out. I was gonna do swell at my concert. Seeing as I have a double identity. I mean, I can't just say, Hi, I'm Hannah Montana! It doesn't exactly slip off the tongue. I walked out to the limo. Bye normal, hello famous...

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Alyssa Holly Halliwell