Summer 2007

I remember the first time I ever met Miley. I had been filming a scene with the girls when I saw Joe look at his phone and move away from where he had been watching beside some of the crew. Desperate to see where he had gone (I guess I kind of had a crush on him), I tried to get the scene perfect so that I could leave and go find him.

My scene wrapped up after a little while, and I wandered across the set, looking everywhere for him. I rambled aimlessly across the set for at least thirty minutes and searched every possible place Joe could be hiding, but he was certainly difficult to locate.

Eventually, I found him with his brothers near their parents. That was the first time I saw her. I saw a girl with gentle brown curls and her back to me, and I couldn't help but wonder who she was. I probably should have figured it out, but I didn't. Instead, I walked over and grinned like an idiot at them.

"Hey, guys!" I called.

Nick turned around and smiled. "Demi, hey. Come and join us." His hand was clutching the girl's hand tightly, and he looked happier than I had seen him since we arrived in Canada. "This is my girlfriend, Miley." He looked down at her, and I saw this intense love in his eyes that I hadn't seen in anybody our age in anything but movies. To him, just looking at Miley made everything okay. "I don't think that you've met, have you?"

She turned around to face me. I had heard about her from both the media and the boys, especially Nick, but none of them had done her justice. She was stunningly beautiful. The photoshopped photos in magazines and on gossip sites didn't even show how truly magnificent she was. And there was no other word for Miley but magnificent. Even though she was probably the most famous teenager in the world, she looked like any other girl who was hanging out with her boyfriend. I had expected her to be glamourous with some kind of sparkling dress and heels designed for some fancy premiere on the red carpet, but she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. She looked like any other girl who was hanging out with her boyfriend. Her features were exquisite, and I could see why Nick loved her so much. Her crystal eyes sparkled, and every time she looked up at Nick, her eyes kind of glazed over and she just stared at him with such adoration that, in a way, I felt like an outsider. A smile graced her face the entire time she looked at me. She made me feel so comfortable, and she was so easy to be around.

"Hey. I've heard a lot about you from the boys," she said. She hugged me, which kind of shocked me, but I hugged her back. "They tell me that you're going to go far. I can't wait to hear your album next year."

I had never met this girl before in my life, but somehow, Miley managed to make me feel like we had known each other our entire lives. There wasn't any word for her but warm. She could light up a conversation with a single 'hello', and she treated everyone with such respect and understanding. We had spent less than five minutes together and I already was looking up to her and wishing I could be a little bit more like her.

She talked and she laughed the entire time. She was friendly – friendlier than anyone else I had met since I had gotten my part in Camp Rock. She made me feel comfortable around here, even though we had only been introduced five minutes beforehand. Really, when the four of them were together, they were like one happy family, and I was just an intruder who had gotten to know her three best friends, but she made me feel like I was one of them, even though I knew that I could never have the same connection with the brothers that she had. She brightened every conversation, and I could see just by looking at Nick that she illuminated his life just as much.

Miley and I didn't become close during her visit to the set – how could we when she spent every waking moment with Nick? However, I spoke to her enough to see how much she loved Nick, and how alike they were. They were matched to a T. She was perfect for him and he was perfect for her. She, like him, had come from a musical home. She loved and appreciated music from growing up with a father like hers. She made him laugh when no one else could even get him to smile, while he kept her grounded and reminded her that sometimes things just didn't work out. They kept each other level and made sure that nothing tipped off balance. They looked at each other like the other was some kind of radiant angel. I was happy for him. Before her visit, I had noticed that he was holding back. Joe had even commented that Nick wasn't himself without her there. Even if I didn't know Miley that well, I had judged that she was a wonderful person both inside and out. They were well matched, and even though they were only fourteen, they seemed like they would be together forever.

When I saw them together for the first time, I never could have dreamed that things would work out the way they did. I never could have guessed that their break-up would be so bitter, or that so many songs would be written about their heartbreak, or even that they would go from spending every second together to hardly even speaking. They went from laughing and having silly fights about nothing to stealing hostile glances across arenas and communicating only through their lyrics. None of us could have guessed that the two people we had labelled 'the perfect couple' would ever become so distant and so different. Nobody could have seen into the future, but if they could have, I don't think that any of us would have believed it.

After all, how could a couple who were so in love become so venomous towards one another? How do two people who have loved each other for as long as they can remember go from having a relationship filled with nothing but endearment and devotion turn so sour and toxic?

If I had known, I would have warned him to make those phonecalls and those memories last, because here we are, over five years later, and he has almost been brought to tears numerous times, all because neither one appreciated what they had together or how easily it could be taken away from them.

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