It has been three months since Demi and her family as lived under our roof. It has been bit of a new environment around here. Mom and Momma Lovato have been bonding, they shop, gets nails done and cook together. Living with Demi has been very fun, I've noticed the real self that lies beneath Selena's handles. Demi is a very fun loving person and I've grown-ed to love her as a sister. Mandy has been touring with the beach chicks(Legal) and she loves the life on the road. We have had our share of run-ins with the queen bitch and her king. Nick has been avoiding me; and I don't mind at the least bit. Little Maddie Lovato and Noie have became very awesome friends and they have had a bit of a connection. Before they moved in they played together but now it's almost like their roommates. It's kinda adorable in a way. Although it hasn't been my perfect fantasy under all that glow and glamor. The tour just begun and the queen bitch has joined. Thanks Walt Disney, thanks. Enough Said.

"Miley, Mile!" My head turned quickly to face one of the head executives from disney and I smiled at him,"What can I do for you?" I pulled on a sugar-coated smile to hide my true emotions. If it has anything to do with Nick or bitch-face I might have to punch that man in the face, maybe it will knock some common sense into his head. Anyone with actual brains would know it's not a good idea to set up a tour with the people of Disney whom hate one-another. Bright idea, Einstein.

"Look..." Tom heaved a sigh. This can't be good. Please, don't say the bad news Tommy-Boy! I bit my bottom lip in pure nervousness. He scratched his head and fixed his glasses where they sat on his long nose.

"What would you say if I had you do a duet with...Nick?"

"I'd say that you have to be kidding me, and I would ask you if you're feeling well."

"Well.. Okay, here's the point." I squeezed my eyes shut in denial awaiting for him to finish.

"We think it would be an amazing idea, if you, Miley and Nick did a duet for Haiti!" The endorsement flowing through Tom was ecstatic and downright insane. I grabbed onto the wall for support,"C'mon, can't someone else do it? Like Selena or...Demi? Maybe even Joe! We could dress him up in a wig and a dress.. no one would notice! It'd be perfect." I began to make up every excuse in the book. Only longing to make Thomas change his made for a split second, long enough to make a run for it, out the door and into the street. Long enough for a big truck to run over my body and mess with my singing cords and whatever else in my body to stop me from singing with...him.

I looked up at Tom who was shaking his head rapidly,"Sorry Miley... Selena or Demi and especially Joseph do not fit the part. It's settled. Your fit perfectly! You guys will be amazing! We have already chatted with Nicholas and under his will he's all for it."

"But Tommy! C'mon I bet you haven't tried a fresh face, how bout the new girl in camp rock!? She can sing, can't she?" I paused," Please?" It was my last shot as I stuck out my lower lip in a puppy dog pout. He can't say no to this! Tom crossed his arms and began to shake his negatively countless time. He smiled,"Better start writing those flowing lyrics!" Then he had walked away. Nice, Miley. Now you're screwed, big time.

I moped back to my friends, Joe had Demi in a bear hug, aww. How come they're not a couple already? Silly love struck, kids. They are perfect for one another and they don't even see it. If Joe wasn't such a little player he'd probably be holding onto that girl's heart already. let's just say, Dem hates players. You're not alone, my friend. I smiled as I approached them. Demi wiggled out f Joe's muscular arms and wrapped her arms around me for a hug.

"I heard about everything, I'm so sorry, babes." She gave me a reasuring smile, as I felt a tear roll down my face. I didn't want to go through with the duet especially singing such a meaningful song with a boy who crushed my heart in little pieces.

Joe joined in for the hug,"I's okay, Miles, I'm starting to hate him too, at the moment I'm ashamed of my brother. He broke promises with you, Me, and our family." The three teens conversation broke from a loud clash of glass and screaming. The girls jumped slightly while Joseph excused himself.

With Joe, he entered his brothers dressing room to find his father and Nicholas in a heated argument. He slid against the wall to listen.

Mr. Jonas's face was red with fury and his glasses puffed from his anger,"I've never been so angry and ashamed with you in my whole life, how could you have sex numerous times before marriage and with a girl you hardly know?"

"It's my life, dad!"

Paul Senior closed his eyes with a frown; shaking his head ashamed," Nicholas... this isn't a promise you made with you're mother and I, it's a promise you made with yourself and God, I thought I raised you better than that." Mr. Jonas helped his wife to the doorway,"C'mon, Denise."

"Wait..." Denise muttered before turning to her son,"Not only did you disobey yourself, Nicholas but you disobeyed and hurt another girl in the process."

Nick's lip quivered,"Who, Mom?"

"The beautiful blue-eyed brunette in the next room." With those calm words Mr and Mrs. Jonas exited the room.

Joseph stood up ready to leave,"You're being a major screw-up, Nick!"

A couple hours later Miley banged on Nick's dressing room door. A few more bangs on the door and without a doubt there was still no answer. Annoyed she pulled the door open to find Nick and Selena hanving a heated make-out session. Miley ignored the fact that it hurt her terribly. She scrunched up her nose in discust. "Hello? Nick!! They said we have to work on the song, get that freaking slut off of you!" Beginning to get pretty pissed, that they were practically doing it right in front of her, she stomped out of the room and returned a minute later with a big jug of water. Half of their clothes were discarted. Miley slowly approached them, and when she was beside them, she began dumping the water onto them. Once the cold water hit their bodies, Selena jumped off Nick grabbing her clothing, screaming from the cold.

"Get the hell out, you stupid whore. No one likes you," Covering her body Selena smirked at Miley as tears began to fall from Miley's blue eyes. Miley ran out of the room as tears fogged her vision. She began dialing Demi's number. Demi and the others left for a quick snack at In-N-Out.

Tears ran down her pale yet gorgeous face, her eyes turning puffy and red. She managed to climb herself into her dressing room, great. Three Hours til' show time. She heard laughter and voices along with footsteps. She pulled her face into a pillow, aware of her friends having a wonderful time, not wanting them to see her upset. Don't want to ruin their days, too. She thought cringing.

Miley's POV.

"Mi?" Oh, great. Demi is never going to give up she'd die to know these things, I quickly wipe my tears putting on a brave facade.

"Yep, I'm right here!" A flash a fake smile, please don't notice, please don't notice, please don't notice... I bite my lip nervously.

She shakes her head,"Miley... What's wrong? Oh, and don't use the I'm fine, Demi. Why would you ask that? Because I know you too well, I can read you like an open book." I roll my eyes, Dangit, Dems. I sit up and begin telling her everthing. By the end of the story, I'm sobbing.

"I dont know how I'm going to get through the duet and writing the song, and this tour...and just everything!"

"Everything's gonna be alright, MiMi."

For once, I hope she's right.

AN: Well, I finally updated. Surprise! Review?