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"They tell you a good girl is quiet
And that you should never ask why
Cause it only makes it harder to fit in."

IV

Speak Up

"And we're back, on Wake Up, It's Wendy!!!" Wendy yelled, making Hannah and Meghan wince. "We're here with two super dooper awesome crazy cool popstars, and BFFs, Meghan Hollaway and Hannah Montana! We are, yes we are!"

Meghan and Hannah both smiled and waved at the cameras and the Wake Up, It's Wendy! studio audience. "So girlies," Wendy asked, her eyes bulging. "You two have really been burning up the pop scene, haven't you?!"

"I guess you could say that," Meghan replied, nodding awkwardly.

"Now, come on!" Wendy said loudly, grinning. "Don't be modest, girlfriend! You gal pals are a force to be reckoned with! Did you see the reviews for the outdoor music festival from last week? The Malibu Beat said you two and the Jo Bros rocked the house down! Or should I say, the sky down!"

"It was a really great show," Hannah admitted.

"And those Jonas Brothers are a blast to work with!" Meghan said, getting more comfortable.

"And they're just adorable, aren't they?!" Wendy said, nodding like a chicken.

Hannah and Meghan looked over at each other. "Yeah," they replied in unison.

"Well, Meghan," Wendy said, leaning in towards the raven-haired popstar. "We haven't heard any new tracks from you in a while! Is there a new CD in the works?!"

"Well...," Meghan said.

"Tell us!" Wendy shouted. "Tell us! Tell us! Tell us!" Soon, the whole studio was booming with a chorus of Tell us! Tell us! Tell us! .

"Okay, okay," Meghan said, smiling. "I am definitely going to be going back into the studio to record some new tracks very soon."

"Yay!" Wendy said, clapping, as the audience joined in. "Can we expect maybe a duet or two with a certain blond phenom?!" Wendy not-so-subtly glanced over at Hannah.

"I hope so," Meghan replied, patting Hannah's arm.

"What kind of style will it be?!" Wendy asked.

"I'm hoping to mix things up a bit," Meghan replied. "I'd like to maybe put some of my own songs for my sophmore album. I think this one will be more 'me', than the first one."

"Ohhh," Wendy said excitingly. "Well, that's all the time we have for today, people! Thanks to my two favourite teen scene queens, Meghan Hollaway and Hannah Montana! We're gonna see you tomorrow, when your alarm clocks will ring and say 'Wake Up, It's Wendy!'!!"

"It's was so nice to talk to you girls!" Wendy said, getting. "It was, it was, it really was!" She gave each girl a hug and walked off to her dressing room.

"Wow," Meghan said, dumbfounded. "You weren't kidding about her."

"Told you," Hannah replied, laughing.

"You were great, bud," Robbie Ray said, coming over to see the girls. "You too, Meghan."

"Thanks, Daddy," Hannah replied.

"Yeah, thanks, Mr. Stewart," Meghan said, nodding.

"There you are, darling!" Meghan's mother said, walking across the set.

"Hey, Mom," Meghan said. "What'd you think?"

"Well," Madeleine said, crossing her arms. "I was wondering why you didn't wear the outfit I bought you in New York last week, instead of...that." She pointed at Meghan's clothing, her nose turned up in disgust. Meghan looked down at her homemade painted skinny-legged pants and white baby-doll camisole. She blushed.

"Well...I...," Meghan said.

"And what was that nonsense about 'maybe putting some of my own songs'?" Madeleine asked. "That was not in the previously discussed outline for your next album."

"I just thought...," Meghan said.

"We've been through this a hundred times, Meghan," Madeleine continued. "Nobody wants to hear songs written by a 15 year old girl. When you're older, we can discuss the possibility, alright?"

"Right," Meghan said, looking down at her feet.

"Now," Madeleine said. "I've got a luncheon with the girls from the country club. Do me a favor and change before you leave, okay sweetie?"

She kissed Meghan on both cheeks and stormed off towards the door. "I'm going to go get the car, bud," Robbie Ray said, as he too walked away, in the opposing direction.

"What was that?" Hannah asked Meghan, once the two were alone on the set.

"What?" Meghan replied sheepishly.

"Why didn't you stand up to her?" Hannah asked.

"I...," Meghan said, walking off the set. "You know what she's like."

"Yeah," Hannah said following her friend. "And I know what you're like. You never let people push you around like that."

"She's my mom, Mi--Hannah," Meghan said.

"So?" Hannah asked.

"You don't get it, okay?" Meghan said angrily.

"Right," Hannah said. "Cause I don't have a mom."

"I didn't mean it like that," Meghan said. "It's just...she's my manager, and my mom. If I stick up for myself, and then she hates me, what will I have left?"

Before Hannah could offer some words of wisdom, Lily and Oliver appeared next to the girls. "You guys rocked!" Lily said, patting her pink hair.

"Totally!" Oliver agreed, nodding.

"How about we all go to my house for lunch?" Miley offered.

"Sounds great," Meghan said. "I just gotta...change first."

"I cannot believe you two," Lily said.

"What?" Meghan and Oliver replied together, polishing off the rest of their lunch.

"You put roast beef, peanut butter, nacho cheese, pickles and pineapple in a sandwich," Miley said.

"And actually ate it!" Lily said, sticking out her tongue.

"It all goes in the same place!" Oliver replied.

"True that," Meghan said, reaching for the jug of lemonade in front of her and pouring herself a glass.

"You guys are so gross," Miley said, clearing the used plates into the dishwasher.

"But you love us anyway," Meghan said, batting her eyelashes.

"Did I miss lunch?" Jackson asked, walking into the house.

"Almost," Lily replied.

"Rico refused to let me leave until I counted every single napkin and straw!" Jackson explained, grabbing two slices of bread out of the fridge. "I'm telling you, that kid is pure evil!"

"Tell me something I don't know," Miley said, handing her brother the roast beef and mustard.

"Remember the time made you pretend to be his girlfriend because he knew your secret?" Lily asked.

"Rico knows you're Hannah Montana?" Meghan exclaimed, shocked.

"No," Oliver replied. "He knows she brought her teddy bear to her first day of high school."

Meghan laughed. "Come on," Miley said, getting up from her seat. "Let's go down to the beach."

"I'm not done eating," Lily said, taking a bite of her sandwich. "I'll catch up wichu guys laber."

"Okay, bye then," Miley said, as she, Oliver and Meghan walked towards the patio door. "Don't forget your hat, Meg." She grabbed a baseball cap from the table.

"Bye you two," Meghan said, subtly nodding towards Lily's turned back and winking at Jackson.

"Pass the lemonade, please," Lily said to Jackson, who picked up the jug and poured some into Lily's empty cup.

"Thanks," Lily said, smiling.

"No problem," Jackson said, grinning back.

"So what've you been up to lately?" Lily asked, starting a casual conversation.

"Oh, nothing much," Jackson said. "Working, surfing...school."

"Cool," Lily said. "Me too. I mean, except for the working, 'cause you know, I don't have a job."

"Right," Jackson replied.

Go for it, Jackson, a voice (which sounded oddly like Meghan) in Jackson's head said.

What if she says no?

She won't, trust me.

Trust you? You're just a voice in my head!

A voice who's right!

Stop it!

Not until you ask her out, you nub!

"No!" Jackson said.

"What?" Lily asked, confused.

"I said that last part out loud, didn't I," Jackson said, embarrassed.

"Yeah," Lily said, raising an eyebrow.

Just do it all ready! "Fine," Jackson said. "Hey Lily?"

"Yeah?" Lily asked.

"There's something I've been meaning to ask you," Jackson said nervously.

"Oh yeah?" Lily said, trying to hide her excitement.

"I really like all the time we've been spending together," Jackson said.

"Really?" Lily said, leaning forward and nearly falling off her seat. "Me too."

"And I was just wondering...," Jackson said, stuttering. "If you...you maybe...if you want...?"

"Yes?" Lily said.

"...Pass me the chips?" Jackson asked.

"Right," Lily said, making no effort to hide her disappointment, as she grabbed the bag of chips and handed it to Jackson.