Miley is from Venus Jake is from

Author: jaymack33

Author's note and disclaimer: Don't own Hanna Montana or it's characters. Don't sue. I've been very busy lately. I've had this written for the most part for a while now along with a couple more chapters. I'll try to post when I can.

Chapter 4 Flight or Faintsy

Miley sat strumming her guitar. For some reason she couldn't get Jake's face out of her head. And no it wasn't necessarily because he was good looking. He was still a fixer upper. But, still how did he do that? Was I flying or something? I felt like Supergirl for a second. And he was right there. I don't remember him catching me. And how did he catch the tray? And wasn't he across the lunchroom? How did he he get there that fast? She strummed her guitar but she just couldn't get the right notes. Something was just a little off.

Jake sat on the roof for a while looking at the stars. No, point in doing homework he had already finished before he even got home while he was still in the car.

I feel so out of place here in this world. Why am I here? Oh, yeah I have this choice whether to stay like Will and Grace or go back. Gee since this program began their the only one's who have stayed. How good could this world really be? He stares at the stars. He looks at the planet he was of course most familiar with. "Home!" He pointed with his finger. His finger glowed.

"Homesick already Jake?" Grace said as she walked up the roof with him. "Why don't you come in I baked cookies?"

"What's that?"

"Oh, come on in it's about time you see some of the things we don't have that humans do better."

Jake looked at her skeptically. Should I even bother going in. "What do they have that we don't?" He yelled out skeptically to Grace, but she was already gone, and if she heard him she didn't answer him

"MMMMMMMMM." That hit the spot. He had to admit the soft baked cookies did taste pretty good and the hot chocolate with the marshmallows. I mean it was kind of overkill wasn't it? I think this is referred to as death by chocolate or something. But still not too bad. He still hadn't mastered that drink slowly thing. It was hot and it was good. They could always make him another if he was still thirsty.

He was bored by the picture box called TV so he went to his room and played around with that thing they called the internet and there she was. Hanna Montana. Or, Miley. I mean it's not like I don't have two names. Of course for some reason humans have a hard time with 25 syllable words that have no vowels. I know it's kind of short for someone from.... Well my planet's name has 50 syllables. Now, that's more normal. He continued to read up about Hanna from Montana for a little while. I wonder where Montana is as he looked out the window. I know it's nowhere near the Milky Way Galaxy he joked to himself. He had asked Will earlier and he told him the answer was in the Geography text book. Montana didn't look like much even on Google Earth.

He went outside again with the girl earthlings face still on his mind. I wonder what she's doing right now. He stood on the roof as his feet started to hover slightly off the ground. God he just wanted to feel the air upon his skin and just float away. But where would he go? And of course I have to keep up appearances. I mean on my Planet the gravity doesn't let me fly away. But on this planet we can hover. He hovered along the roof. Not venturing further than his designated space. He was just itching to go somewhere. Show, off. Do anything. I hate being cooped up in a box.

Next day:

He didn't feel like answering the questions in this stupid class. Newton's theory was wrong. But he had to pretend it was right. This was just so stupid! He looked out the window at the birds flying away. Even the birds knew the truth! Why is bird brain a human insult again?

He kept looking away and the teacher would call on him when he was being obvious about it, but he always had the answer. It of course was the right answer he had read in one of their books, which of course were all wrong, but what could he do. This crap class was just a formality too. He just had to keep up appearances. He heard the bell and he had no problems getting out of this room with the quickness.

Miley had been staring at him. It was weird he had been stalkerish yesterday, but today he kind of had taken a step back or two. And why was he in just about every class I was in? That was weird too.

Jake had kept to himself. He just felt so alone. He felt so out of place. He definitely didn't fit in here. He took a look around a few times and he just put his palm just hovering over the the lock and it started turning all by itself until he heard the click. He opened it and he put his books away. No, point in keeping them after school I read them already. I just need to pretend I need them for tomorrow too.

He turned around and there she was again. The girl who he kept running into. Even that first night on Earth he had seen her poster through the rain. "Hi, Hanna."

Miley had been wearing her normal clothes. Was he still joking about yesterday. Or was he making that like a nick name for me. God, I hope he didn't figure it out. But how would he. He doesn't even know me. Hell he's still figuring out the difference between the little boy and little girl's room. I guess that's the only thing brainiac here hasn't figured out. Geeze he has all the answers in class. He would make a hell of a tutor. He's definitely easier on the eyes than Rico. I will say that.

"Hanna?" He repeated it wondering if she heard it the first time, or was still in denial of her mysterios dual identity.

"Why do you keep calling me that?" "It's Miley." "My name is Miley!"

"Oh, right." "And my name is Jake Ryan." He gave her a conspiratorial wink. A fake name for a fake name he thought to himself. He laughed. He walked away and she followed in spite of herself.

"The other day how did you do that?"

"Do, what exactly?"

"That thing in the lunchroom."

"I wasn't supposed to do anything like that."

"What exactly?"

"It's a secret."

"I can keep a secret."

"I know you can keep your secrets, but mine is probably bigger than yours." "Your just from Montana."

"I am not." "I'm from Tennessee."

Jake smiled thankfully he had read the whole book or he would have thought that was another planet too.

"So, Hanna isn't from Montana than?"

"Stop, that." "Why do you keep saying that?" "And not here." She grabbed him by his hand. She walked and she smiled as she saw the girls room but she wasn't going to enable him by taking him in there. She took him to the girls locker room of course, but it was locked. It wouldn't budge and than something freaky happened.

Jake put his hand over the door and an audible click came out. "I guess you loosened it Miley."

Miley was stunned. How, does he keep doing weird stuff like that, she thought to herself?

"Alright out with it." "I'm not saying I am Hanna Montana, but if I were how do you know?"

"Well I saw your poster on what you call a Highway." "And your face was on it." "And you painted your hair yellow for some reason." "But it was basically you." "The human face has certain dimensional markings that can't be duplicated even by look alikes or shapeshifters."

"I'm not sure what that means Jake, but maybe I still just look like her." "How do you know it's me?"

And than Jake did something very weird. Miley felt someone touching her face, but no one was. Jake was keeping his hands to himself. But he was pointing his pointer finger at her face and it was glowing.

Jake kept touching the points and markers on her face that matched perfectly with the dimensions of the poster. He smiled slightly and than he saw her horrified face as she screamed.

Miley's world was fading away. She felt like she was floating away. Her head felt heavy. Her vision had shrunk to just a pinpoint of light. She was just floating. Floating away. Her blue eyes rolled into the back of her head as everything went black! Her legs began to feel like jelly. She had completely passed out with her legs going out from under her.

Jake was scared as he levitated her slowly over a bench. What should he do now? Did I kill her. I just was touching her face from a distance. I know I didn't use any extra pressure. I was really gentle. "I swear," he cried!

He put his ear by her chest and listened. Her heartbeat was slightly erratic but strong. He felt weird with his ear over her boob. He felt kind of warm for some reason. He gently slapped at her face trying to revive her. She was completely out cold. She was kind of cute when she was asleep though. How did that thought get in there? He needed an idea quick. He thought of the various sensations he felt in this world and then he had an idea. Without leaving her side he closed his eyes. Picturing the water fountain not too far away. He mentally applied pressure to the lever and the water flowed. He drew the water his way and than the waters came.

Miley felt like she was just floating around. And then she felt like she had settled on something hard and flat. She just felt like sleeping and than. SPLASH! The waters came down upon her quickly.

Miley yelped! "Ahhhhhh!" She fell off the bench and again she was hovering and landed on her feet again. She was very unsteady and she felt everything starting to go grey again as she noticed Jake was still there her feet went out from under her, but he caught her in his arms this time. She was thankful she didn't faint, again, but she was still woozy and a little bit wobbly. Was it just a dream. But I was floating again. But, maybe that was just because I passed out. Maybe I hit my head too, but my head doesn't have any bumps.

She leaned into him. God, he smelled good. And he was very strong. She could tell that. Not, an ounce of fat on him. But he was weird. And he's a stalker, and unless I dreamed it his finger was glowing and he was touching my face out of thin air. And than he splashed me with water all over my face. Ruined my hair. My outfit!

She felt him stroking her and he told her everything was going to be alright. Now, she knew he was a...a...quack. A stalker just knocked me out. Thinks he knows I'm Hanna Montana and after soaking me with water has me trapped in the girls locker room at the end of the school day when everybody is out and is holding me in his arms telling me it's OK. Well it's not OK!

Jake didn't know what was coming over him. If I hurt her, I'll never forgive myself. I know I would never be able to stay on this planet with that kind of guilt. He continued to stroke her head.

Miley wanted to leave his arms. Was desperate too, but it just felt so good being in his arms. Like all of the tension was leaving her body. Even the faintness and pain in her head when she had passed out had faded away. And than she noticed something. Jake's finger wasn't the only thing glowing. It was his entire body. "Ahhhhhh!"

"Now, Miley just listen." "Calm down, don't......."

Miley's blue eyes started fluttering and crossed comically as she started going out again. Miley's world went black even faster than last time.

....faint!" Jake looked around helplessly as he held a completely limp and unconscious Miley Stewart in his arms. He looked around helplessly as if there was someone there that could help him. All he could think in his shock and worry was, "What do I do now?"

--To Be Continued--

Author's Preview: Yeah it's cliffy time. What does, he do now?