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. Since this chapter was already in the can and it is very short and didn't really need any editing I felt I would just update a little bit early. I'm still on the fence about the title to this story. I might change it at some point, but maybe not. Any suggestions? Well here is chapter 6.

Chapter 6: Near but yet so far

Miley woke up the next day in her bed. Was it all a dream? But it was so real. And if it was a dream how did I get here? I don't usually go to sleep with my school clothes on. I know I keep saying this but what happened?

"Mile's come on your going to be late for school."

Well at least that's pretty real. I run down the stairs and hug my father like I hadn't seen him in years. I was so happy to be safely back in my home.

Class seemed to go a little bit unusual compared to the last couple days. I mean nothing magical happened but it had really gotten quiet. I mean I know I shouldn't be paying attention, but Jake hasn't raised his hand to answer a question once. Once and a while I could swear he would stare at me because I get this weird goose bump feeling and than I look around and he looks like he is far away again.

This must be what pain feels like. I've never felt this way before. I've never wanted something before that I couldn't have. Not like this. And I'm not even sure what I want exactly. But I know this isn't it. And it's breaking my heart. As I stare at that pretty girl just a couple desks away and that's all I can do. I swore I would stay away. And the swearing by itself doesn't really mean anything to me. I'm not afraid of breaking a promise. But I almost hurt her the last time I got close to her. And that's good enough for me. I'm going to stay away. 2 years and 361 days left till I go back home. I just have to endure the mindless yammering of these stupid twits called teachers. It is very, very hard. I don't like the idiot box they call TV. I don't like the internet. Now, I do like exploring outside in the world, but I have to be so careful. I can never make the same mistake I made with.......

Lunch time a week later:

...Miley?"

"Yes, Lills what is it?"

"I think he's still staring at you."

"Who?"

"You, know tall, blond, and handsome." "Likes to wear green shirts and black pants." "Always sits all alone, by his lonesome."

"So, what big whup." "You don't really know his story Lilly."

"And what might that be."

"It's a long story."

"Well I have time." "It's not like I'm eating anything here."

"I'm not allowed to say." "It's kind of a secret."

"Miley we're best friends you tell me everything." "I tell you everything that's always been the deal."

"Lilly, trust me when I tell you this." "You do not want to go there." "I swear to you as my bestest friend in the world." "This secret is a burden." "It is not something to be given as some reward." "I am going to need some time to get over it." "I might tell you one day." "But not today."

She saw Jake peering at her and a small inkling of fear creeped up her back. Can he hear me too? I'm not sure who or what he is. But, I definitely know he has abilities beyond a normal boy. Maybe he's a vampire. I don't know. He is kind of pale, like he's never been out in the sun. He has these weird eyes. I think Edward Cullen kind of glowed too in that Twilight movie. Maybe that's it. But if that's it, that isn't good. This isn't some movie or some teeny bopper teenage romance novel. That isn't real. Any real relationship with a vampire isn't going to have a happy ending. How, could it? I swear he's looking at me again. And there is something else that's bothering. I mean he used to do it at the most inappropriate times. But he still used to smile. It's been a week now since whatever happened that day in the locker room and I haven't seen him smile once.

2 years and 354 days left:

Jake once again moped as he slunk into the back of the Chevy. He felt like he was a million miles away. Hell even light years away for that matter.

He thinks Will and Grace might have been saying something to him, but he just wasn't in the mood. He hadn't been in the mood for a week since the incident that will not be named later. He was totally along in his musings and than he heard a sound.

It was music. They were about to change the station.

"Leave it!" He shouted. He willed the knob to turn with his mind and like clockwork it did.

He heard a song called One in a Million and he listened to it and the song for about 3-4 minutes eased the pain. And than it was over. He decided from that moment on if he couldn't get to know Miley. Maybe he would get to know Hanna. I mean not her persay as that technically might be cheating on my little stupid oath. Even though Will and Grace might not know that. Or, maybe they do. They are a little bit smarter than me. But even the smartest people in my planet don't know everything. That's a lot of assimilation for anybody to carry.

He might not get to know her ever again. But maybe he could at least get to know her music a little bit and maybe a concert or two. He would at least get to hear her lovely voice. Full of hope and love and not the fear he heard the last time he had talked with her. At least it would be something to do. I haven't even killed 2 weeks into my 3 year sentence on this stupid Earth I need something to hold on to. Anything!

--To Be Continued--

Chapter 7 preview: Entitled, "She's Here."