- IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN -
Miley yawned and rubbed the sleepiness off her eyes. The birds were chirping lightly and the sun shone brightly through her drapes. She stretched her arms upwards and got ready for work. She was working part-time as an intern in a music producing company, also known as the biggest record producers in the USA, Hollywood Records. Miley worked there temporarily before getting herself a permanent job; she dreamed to be a musician, actress and fashion designer. It sure was a big dream for her but it's been a goal she wanted to achieve since she was five.
Once she settled herself down on her position as the visitor taker of the studio, a.k.a. the reception, she groaned once again at the feeling of the cramp on the back of her neck. The phone rang loudly and she was startled, jumping off her seat a bit. Immediately, she picked up the phone and pressed it against her ear, "Hello, Hollywood Records, how may I help you?" that was the same line she uses every time to answer a call, it was getting boring.
"Yes, I need to order a large cheeseburger and fries along with a medium coke please," an order was placed which made Miley raise her eyebrow.
Her face looked surprised at first then it dropped as soon as it came, "Selena..." the name rolled of her tongue in annoyance.
A giggle was heard from the other line, "Hey hey, you you, I don't like your girlfriend! No way! No way! I think you need a new one!" Selena belted out the lyrics to Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne randomly. Typical...
"Yeah, sure, but I'm not a lesbian, Selly," Miley's eyes rolled as she scanned her surroundings. People were frantically walking back and forth in the studio while she just sat there in her corner quietly.
Selena laughed again, "Anyways, what time do you finish?" she twirled a wooden pencil round and round between her fingers.
"Why? I just started. Fyi, I'm at work and you're not suppose to call me through this number! The boss will kill me if he finds out," Miley's eyes widened in a glare, even if she knew that Selena couldn't see it.
"I wanna meet up, silly, why else?" a giggle released from her throat again.
Miley sighed then looked at her schedule on her desk. Her finger ran down on the list of times and found her lunch break. "Twelve. How 'bout McDonald's down the street?"
"Ew, Miley! That's too greasy and fattening," Selena's expression scrunched up in disgust of the thought of those oily food.
"Oh, right, your diet," Miley remembered. Selena was dieting to lose weight and try to get into a modelling agency she's been dreaming of.
"Yeah, I suggest Pinkberry. Yum, I'm in the mood for those low fat yogurts," Selena grinned cheekily to herself and filled in some lines for the application she was going to hand in for the audition to be a model.
Miley agreed to her offer. It was much healthier for both of them, in fact, Miley didn't have much of an appetite anyway. She saw her boss walking around, checking on every section carefully. "I have to go Selena," she bowed down her head behind her counter to hide her face and whispered into the receiver.
"Yeah, sure, babe, see you," Selena's singsong tone replied and the line went dead.
The brunette placed the phone back in its original location and stared at her blank computer screen. The logo of Hollywood Records was set as its wallpaper. Then she felt a presence in front of her and she looked up to see none other than her boss, Mr. Bryan.
"Is everything going alright, Ms. Cyrus?" he asked, raising an eyebrow to add emphasis.
"Yes, Mr. Bryan," she forced out her best fakest smile.
"Good then. I might consider promoting you to a higher section if you do a better job," he pointed his finger towards her a few times.
"Thank you, sir." Miley nodded in his direction then he continued his daily stroll around the office to inspect other workers. "I hope I'll be able to get out of here soon," she muttered silently under her breath and proceeded to accept visitors and answer phone calls.
During her lunch break, Miley and Selena seated themselves by the window of their favorite yogurt shop, Pinkberry. Selena scooped a spoonful of yogurt and stuffed it in her mouth, then held her head a bit as she experienced a slight brain freeze. "So, Miles, what happened last night?"
Miley shrugged ignorantly, she played with her treat, swirling the spoon around the cup. "Nothing. I got lost in my thoughts, you disappeared with Taylor to God-knows-where and I was looking for you guys when I bumped into Nick."
"Oh, who's Nick?" Selena inquired curiously with a twinkle at the end of her eye, "Is he cute?"
"Slow down there, cowgirl, remember you have a boyfriend," Miley reminded her best friend with a giggle as she reminded her friend.
"Of course, but who's Nick? What does he look like?"
"He's cute with adorable brown eyes and gorgeous curly hair," Miley gushed and swooned just thinking about him and the memories of the previous night replayed in her mind.
"He sounds hot," Selena licked her dry lips. "Do you have his number?"
"Nope," Miley grinned proudly, earning a jaw drop from Selena.
"Why not?" she gasped.
"If it's meant to be then fate will bring us together again someday, just like those fairytales," Miley nodded her head.
"Aw, you're so corny and smitten," Selena teased and laughed.
"Well, it's true," Miley pointed her spoon in Selena's direction before eating a scoop of her yogurt and chewing on the grape gummy topping. "I want my love life to have a happily ever after as an ending."
"Not too burst your happy bubble, Mi, but there is no happy ending in real life," Selena sighed in depression at the fact.
"To those non-believers, Selly. I believe that there will always be a Prince Charming for everyone here," Miley winked and finished off the last bite of her dessert.
"But you'll definitely have a happy ending anyway, Miles," Selena grinned cheekily. "I mean we're freakishly 21, Mi! The night is young and so are we, so how 'bout you join me to check out this new club? I heard the performers there are awesome." Selena was always a big sucker for musicians, especially clubs' ones.
"Let me guess, you're bringing Taylor? And I'll be left all alone again," Miley huffed in annoyance, a piece of her bangs flew upwards.
"I guess," Selena nodded sheepishly, "But I'm sure you'll find some hot guy to grind there," she winked. Miley was an attractive girl and Selena's positive that Miley would find a guy there.
"Dance, Sel, most definitely not grind," Miley joked and a light laugh escaped her lips.
- IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN -
After Miley had finished off her shift, she headed straight home. She was going to get picked up by Taylor and Selena that night. She sighed then searched through every piece of clothing in her walk-in closet.
Before walking in, she plugged her curling iron to heat it up. Miley hummed a song she heard on the radio and now was stuck in her head. She decided on a magenta-colored dress with floral lines printed all over it. Since clubs are usually cold, she put on a black leather jacket. She finally found the right black boots to go along with the outfit. Miley curled her hair lightly so it wasn't too curly. She applied quite dark make up with mascara, lipstick, eyeliner and blush-on.
A car honked outside her house which indicated that Selena and Taylor had reached. She quckly stuffed in her phone, wallet and credit cards in her small black purse. Don't forget light emergency make up kit. She rushed downstairs; her boots clacking against the hard-wood floor every time she took a step.
She swung her door open then locked it before hopping into the vehicle she was riding in. Taylor made his way towards the place that they were all eager to be. Once they reached, he parked the car then they headed for the entrance.
The trio showed their official IDs to the bodyguard outside who let them in instantly. The loud music boomed through their eardrums. Their ears were still trying to adapt to the volume. "I told you it was gonna be awesome!" Selena yelled over the music, trying to beat the level of sound.
"Yeah! I'm having so much fun!" Miley replied, sarcastic dripping in her voice.
"I'm gonna dance with Taylor, go get yourself a guy, Miles," Selena winked before dragging her boyfriend onto the flashing lights dancefloor and started to bust out some crazy moves.
Miley giggled before heading over to the bar, wondering why she was here all alone. She thought over again why she hadn't gotten Nick's number, she wouldn't be lonely here. Scanning through the alcoholic drinks list.
"May I take your order, miss?" a voice interrupted her thoughts and she looked up to meet eyes with the waiter.
She tilted her head to the side, finding the face familiar. "Have I met you before?" she asked curiously.
"Um..." the guy, looking at her too, also seemed to recognize her face. "I think so..."
Miley snapped her fingers, "Now I remember! You're Matt right? The guy from senior class when I was in high school?" she asked with a giddy feeling.
"Yeah, I am! Oh, now I now...you're Miley. I used to bug you every time I wanted a date with you." he chuckled at the memory. Just as they had started to get along, the band played on stage, but none of them paid any attention.
"Yup." she popped the 'p' as a tease. "I remembered you tried to follow me into the bathroom!" Miley laughed as a crimson hue appeared on his face.
"So what brings a beautiful lady like you here?" he smiled while wiping a martini glass with a dish towel.
"My best friend, Selena, and her boyfriend dragged me here. Well, forced." she said glumly at the thought.
"How 'bout a drink on the house to brighten your night?" he asked, preparing a glass on the bar table.
"That sounds good. What's the best drink you make?" she asked, averting her gaze towards the glasses hanging on the hangers.
"Honey, we make everything the best here!" He chuckled proudly and Miley giggled along. "Don't worry, now I have a girlfriend that I've been dating for almost two years."
"Aw, that's awesome news, Matt! Congratulations!"
"Thanks. So, I like the Bloody Mary and Mojito here, take your pick." he grinned.
Miley stayed quiet for a moment, trying to make her decision, "I think I'll take the bloody Mary please."
"Still the same old, same old Miley, goody-two-shoes as always," he chuckled and started to prepare her drink.
"What do you mean?" she questioned with her eyebrow raised teasingly.
"You keep saying please and thank you for everything," he pointed out and handed her, her drink.
Miley sipped on her drink as the two chatted along, catching up after all this time. Soon they parted and Miley stalked off to search for Selena. She spotted her alone and grabbed her hand, "Sel," Mileys started and noticed that Taylor wasn't around. "Where's Taylor?"
"No where," she muttered. "Like I would care..."
"Wow, what happened?" Miley asked a bit surprised, before this she was all happy go lucky with her boyfriend and now she's down in the dumps. She wrapped her thin arms around her best friend's figure.
"I'll tell you later, in the mean time, I'm just not in the mood," she mumbled while releasing a heavy sigh and tears welt up in her eyes. She tried to blink away the tears but failed.
"Aw, do you want a drink?" the blue eyed beauty offered kindly.
"No thanks, I have something better," her face brightened fully as a wide grin spread across her features. "Backstage passes to see the band that performed tonight. The three guys are super hot, wanna join me? I got it from some drunk guy," she shrugged and held up the two tickets.
"Anything to make you feel better," Miley giggled and looped her arm through hers and stepped out of the building and turning to the back. Selena handed the bodyguard standing there the two passes as he let them in. Wow, that bodyguard's scary, Miley shivered at the sight of his bulging muscles.
People were frantically pacing back and forth, clearly busy with whatever they were doing. Miley felt her phone vibrate and slipped it out of her pocket, it was Matt. She texted back as quick as she could.
"Ladies, hello there." a guy greeted them, he was a member of the band. Miley kept her attention on the phone.
Selena immediately got starry eyed and went gaga over him, "Uh, hey. I'm Selena!"
"Nice to meet you then, Selena. I'm Joe, Joe Gray." he grinned.
Miley snapped her head up at this and looked at the guy. He looked like the guy she met yesterday. Nick's friend.
"It's nice to meet you too, Joe." Selena giggled and shook his hand that he had offered her.
"And who might this be?" Joe craned his head towards Miley and looked surprised. "Aren't you um, Miley? The girl at the carnival."
"Um, yeah, hey." Miley smiled shyly.
"You know him?" Selena gasped, shocked at the fact.
"Yeah, he's Nick's friend," the brunette answered.
"Wow, thanks for recognizing me as Nick's friend," Joe chuckled jokingly.
"Sorry, but I didn't get to talk to you longer last night," Miley giggled but looked sheepish.
"Nick's still talking with Kevin, he'll be over in a minute," Joe smiled warmly then turned his attention to Selena as they began to gab about the recent performance. He seemed to have a slight attraction to her.
Miley shook her head with a grin on her face then her eyes found its way back to her phone.
Matt: So how bout u and I meet up tonight? ;)
She was shocked at his question and of course she would disagree.
Miley: No -_- I'm busy tonight, so maybe Saturday, we could have lunch
Matt: Sounds great. I'll bring my girlfriend, 'kay?
Miley: Sure, sure :] lover boy hahaha, busy, see yaa ;D
Matt: C U, text me the deets later.
When she looked upwards, she jumped to find Nick staring back at her. "Nick, hey!" Miley laughed and hugged him awkwardly. He wrapped his strong arms around her, making her feel protected just like yesterday.
They pulled away and just stood there for a minute, grinning idiotically at each other. "So you were right..." he smiled.
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