F a l l i n g I n L o v e . . .

Miley signed onto AIM straight after school looking on her buddy list. Instantly a box popped up. It made the automatic sound that AIM played for a new IM, as she didn't personalize her account to much. She was hardly on, anyways.

thatjonasdude81: whoa! ur actually on?

Miley rolled her eyes at it, but didn't hesitate to reply to Nick's sarcasm.

smilerz42: no dip, Gray(:

thatjonasdude81: hey dont yell me.

smilerz42: haha, i'd never yell at you. yur cool(:

thatjonasdude81: well u kno... i try. 8D

thatjonasdude81: did u + dem get in trubble?

smilerz42: no. we put a huge stinkbag in a room which interuppted the class big time, but didn't get in trouble. of course we did, idiot! we have detention for the next week.

thatjonasdude81: lol. scks 4 u

smilerz42: big time. the school is so fricken strict. i dont get them... so whaddup with you?

thatjonasdude81: idk. u know debby?

smilerz42: Debby Ryan?

thatjonasdude81: ya. she asked me out 2day.

smilerz42: what'd you say?!

thatjonasdude81: idk. i havnt anserd. wut shud i say?

smilerz42: do you like her?

thatjonasdude81: i wudve told u if i did.

smilerz42: then i dunno, bud. do whatever. but the second you start liking someone you better breakup with her. it isn't nice to lead girlies on. I would know from Mitch ;l

thatjonasdude81: ik, mi. i wud nvr hurt sum1 lyk tht.

smilerz42: i gtg, Nicky. Dad needs me to help Noah with her homework. textt meeeee(:

thatjonasdude81: will do. love you, mi. have fun adding :D

smilerz42: love you too. I'll try btw, but it might be hard ):

smilerz42 has signed out.

Nick shook his head, gently laughing while he stared at his computer. This girl that he called his best friend amused him so much sometimes that he was sure it wouldn't be too long until she found that Prince Charming she had made so many poems and stories about. Then, he went over the conversation again - just to have a laugh.

F a l l i n g I n L o v e . . .

"You guys going to the party?" Emily asked in a fiveway phone conference later that night. (A/N: It's possible. I've done it.) It was combined with Emily, Taylor, Demi, Miley, and Mandy gossiping about random things one of them knew about.

"Nope," Miley was the first to answer the question.

"Miley," the four other teenage girls started to whine her name. Miley always went, and Miley was definitely the entertainer of the group. Without her, it wasn't complete. She had all the energy, all the humor... she was the one who tied everyone together. In order for the group to function properly they needed her.

However, the truth was Miley didn't want to go for once. It may come as a shock to most of the school, but she felt like she couldn't go. For some reason it would cause too much pain. She wasn't sure why – after all, Nick was going (with his new girlfriend) so it should be fun. Still, she couldn't convince herself to go. It wasn't worth it.

"Everyone is going to be there! You have to come too."

"I'm not in the party mood, guys," she sighed.

This was when Mandy got worried, cutting in. That's what she did. She worried about Miley more than anyone. She was the worrier of the entire group. Just like Demi was the analyzer, Taylor was the listener, Emily was the rule-follower, and Selena was the comforter. It was what the group needed to survive.

"You okay, Mi? You need me to come over?"

"No thanks, Mands. I'll call if I need you," she said quietly. That's when the click signaling that she hung up rang through all of their phones. It was obvious something was bothering her. Usually she would say bye, that she loves them, she'd see them tomorrow, something along those lines at least.

"What do you think is wrong?" Emily asked quietly.

Now three out of the four people that were still on the phone weren't sure. They knew that something was up since she was 'thinking' much more than usual, but they didn't know why. Or what it was about. She wouldn't tell anyone.

That's where Demi came in. She discovered Miley's secret before Miley did. She saw the facts, and the looks, and the saved messages, and now it was Miley's turn to start to realize it herself. Demi had a strong feeling that's exactly what she was doing, too.

Meanwhile, Miley was curled up under the covers of her bed. Her door was locked denying access to anyone seeing her in this horrible state. She was so overwhelmed to this new feeling that she had. She'd felt it before, but it was always towards other guys. And it was never – ever – this strong before. Her hair was sticking to her face from sobbing while her body shook uncontrollably. For the first time she had no idea what to do.

Demi was right. She was always right. She knew when she saw love, and that was what pained Miley so bad. She was finally seeing it for herself. She finally knew about this deep hidden secret that she'd kept from herself for years. Then she also knew that she couldn't tell anyone in fear of him finding out.

Everybody had a secret in their group of people that no one knew, though. So therefore, Miley liked to think what she was doing wasn't wrong. In fact, it was fair. Everyone has one secret that could easily break them if one certain person found out.

Selena, she was terrified every second of everyday that somehow the cancer would come back to her Mom. She would never admit how scared she was, but she knew that if anything ever happened to ruin their family it would ruin her. She would break to pieces, and she wasn't sure if Demi would be able to fix that big of a mess.

Demi still slept with the small blankets she grew up with. They gave her comfort each night, the blue silk rubbing against her skin in no particular pattern. The ruffles would always press up against her face with the perfect manner. It made her feel safe, and wanted, and she couldn't get to sleep without them. She even went to the extent of sneaking them into sleepovers in her pillowcases.

Taylor's secret was her passion for singing. Her talent for singing, and writing songs was amazing, but no one even knew she could play one note on the guitar. After all, art was Miley's thing. Miley was the poet, and author. Taylor was supposed to be smart, and analytical. Her parents already had a huge plan for her, starting with Harvard and ending by her being a successful young rich woman. Being famous didn't mean that you were rich or successful to them. It meant that you took the easy way out. But Taylor disagreed, because she knew that Hollywood wasn't easy. She was willing to deal with it.

Then lastly, there was Miley's secret. A secret so big, that even she was in denial for the past few years. It was the same secret that had gotten her so worked up while she sat on her bed. It scared her to tears, and she wasn't sure how she would deal with this. All she did know was that she was in love with her best friend. Her brother. Her protector. Her hero. She was in love with Nicholas Jerry Gray. And now that she realized it, she wasn't so sure it could go away.

Okay... so i figured that was already super predictable. Might as well get it out there. So, review? I was actually pretty surprised you guys liked this one so much. Review?

ps, my final thought on Paranoid is that i just don't like it. It isn't their best song.