"Grandma? What is true love, or how do you know if your in love?" The elderly woman pulled the cookies out the oven., with her mitts and placed them on the window sill to cool.

"Hmm? Well, my dear," Miley's grandma paused as she took off the oven mitts and placed them on the table. Miley jumped off her counter top landing on the green tile floor.

Her grandma tossed her a sponge as Miley began scrubbing the countertop, then the table, she removed the oven mitts to clean in that area before her grandma spoke," You know you in love when that special mean makes you stomach flip every time you see him, and when you bodies touch an electrifying shock goes through you," She smiled and paused.

"Mile, you're in love… when a man picks you off your feet, treats you well, and no matter what he cares about you. You might have some ups and downs but in the end he'll always be your knight in shining armor."

Miley furrowed her eye brows, "But, how do you know that he's the one?"

"Well, it's hard to explain but, babe, let me tell you about when I met you're grandfather.

"I was nineteen, he was twenty-two, he was the age for drinking, clubs and all that none-sense. I was out with my girl-friends, we were going to find guys and go dancing. Once we got there, my friends found some nice-looking men, while I sat in the background watching and amazed. That's when your grandfather tapped me on the shoulder and said 'maim, can I have this dance?' and of course I let him. He was young, fresh and by God handsome.

" So he took me in his arms, he was smooth and gentle with me as he twirled me around, and we danced," Miley's grandma perked up remembering. " We were the center of all the couples, and when I looked up at his eyes, my breath was taken away, and we started dating. And he…" She giggled lightly then continued, "And he would take me in his arms and we'd dance all night, even after we settled down. One night he said

' Honnie, where ever I am, look up at the sky and the first star you see, you'll know I'm looking out for you,"

"And Miley, I'll be darned, every time I look up at the sky I see the first star, and I know you're grandfather is looking down at me. But when you find the true love I want you to keep him,"

"I will, thanks grandma," Miley hopped off the counter once again and hugged her grandma tightly.

We all have a different meaning for love. Some people don't use it wisely, and others do. Whatever you think it is the perspective of what I think it means. It can be a blessed thing or not so beautiful. But really what does it means? We all have different definitions for Love. But if you don't know what it is, how can you give it back to others? It should be shared and passed on, and given to others.

I feel hatred to those who abuse it, but maybe they don't know how to handle it. God gave us the feeling of love to show that emotion to those around us. But if you don't have love towards yourself, you will never know how to give it to others. It makes me sad for those who don't have parents to kiss them goodnight and tell them that they are special and worth living for.

I was once told that as soon as you find that special person, that they are the one, and they are the one who give you courage for every day things. People tell me I don't know what love is, considering I am only sixteen. But really, if you were never told how do you expect a person to show kindness and appreciation for another?

But sure, I may be young, I may go on living without the person I'm with now, but you know what? I don't see it that way… I see it that once you know what love is, and you feel that way for a person it won't go away. But those who divorce, it means they were never truly, deeply in love with that person, and they felt some sort of affection at the exact time.

The way I feel for certain people is the feeling of A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection for another. From where I see it, this piercing type of love won't go away anytime soon. Because it's always been there from the start, and I know exactly how to handle, and it's a risk I'm willing to take, as long as if everyone holds on with me, I will be okay.

I may be at the tender age of sixteen, I may be only a child still, but I know how to care for another person, and as long as I have that person's heart everything will be alright, because if I'm not forced, and it's not life or death I am willing to stay this way, because I don't see myself falling out of love any time soon.

If I do, I know that it's what God wants to happen, and he's my strength and weakness. He's my believer and he praises me when I succeed. He's my savior and I am thankful. But whatever he brings to me, this is challenging, but I will have him every step of the way.

Love doesn't have an age limit, that's the way I see it. Everyone can love, the only thing stopping you in what your heart says, and leads you in the right path.

My thoughts vanished as they disappeared slowly and the feeling went away, I was left with darkness, and a slight bit of light. The emotional stress was gone and the rest was dreamless. But to be technical, it wasn't a dream. I was four-teen. I could still hear the echo of grandma in my head, and the life message she told me, will stick with me forever.

My eyes fluttered open as I looked around the quiet bus, the small alarm clock read six am. I couldn't fall back asleep because my thoughts would interrupt me. I couldn't remember anything else from the night before, except pure lust from when I baked in my the bus kitchen.

Alison was totally right, but the only thing that stopped me from believing her was the current point of the what if's. What if Nick fell in love with Brittany…what if he found someone better, someone better than myself. I wanted to believe him, I wanted to believe that I was his girl. But my stubbornness stopped me.

Brittany sounded like a great girl once you got know her, but my mind kept playing tricks, and strangely it wanted me to think everyone was out to get me. I tried to explain to myself that I have great fans who supported me, and with a hundred haters, there was one thousand fans.

I mentally kicked myself for even thinking such things, I tried to set my mind to something else, but failed miserably.

I quickly thought of an idea, I really didn't know where we were at the moment but decided to text Demi, she always cheered me up.

I cant sleep Dem:[

Aw, bestieeee I'm srry. how've you been chicka?

:[ not so good, I keep thinking negatively.

Think happy thoughts, just checked, ur in TX! Come visit!

that's awesome! I can't wait to see ya! Is sel wiff you?

Aye Demi is sleepy! Ttyl?

Yeah…get some sleep girl! :]

night smiley!:]

I yawned but didn't feel like sleeping, so I decided to climb out of my bunk and see what I can catch on TV. I passed the other bunks noticing Alison and Brittany slept soundlessly. I walked into the main room, and flicked on the TV. I decided on Full House...reruns obviously, if this show wasn't as popular it'd be gone years ago.

I stretched out on the sofa, I missed my mommy already, and I wanted to be with my sisters. I passed the time quicker than I thought.

Soon I looked up seeing someone circling around from the corner. It was Brittany, she had her hair in a messy bun, she stretched and yawned," Hi," She sounded still tired.

"Hey," I sat up and scooted over for her to sit, my voice sounded raspy from not talking since I awoke.

"What's on?"

"Full House," I smiled a big grin, and she smiled too," I love this episode!" she giggled at something Michelle from the show said. A few minutes later Alison wobbled out," Hey guys," She ran a brush through her hair a couple times before sitting on the recliner.

"Hey," Brittany and I welcomed at the same time, we giggled at how ironic it was. I enjoyed being with these girls, they were had to be my friends away from home. And we had a lot in common for sure. Nick was right, they were very nice.

I felt the house stop from under me, and walked to the front sliding the door blocking the entrance open smiling to the Driver, he was new," Hey Ted, are we here?" he was about to say something until I noticed the familiar black haired girls waiting in front of the bus.

"Nevermind…" I trailed off and climbed off the bus as soon as it pulled to a stop,

" DEMI! SELENA!" I screamed excited as I ran into the two girls arms. The arms of two of my best friends.

"MILES!" Demi echoed I giggled along with them," Oh my God, I wasn't expecting you until tonight!"

"Well, we decided to surprise you earlier or is that a problem…? We can leave now and come back later.." Selena questioned raising her eyebrow playfully.

"No! Don't leave!" I hugged them both so they can't make a run for it. Demi giggled under my arms, I pulled a part and saw Alison and Brittany watching from the side in a awkward stand.

I waved them over," This is Britt, and Alison there touring with us, they are friends of the guys," I said once they walked over and were by my side.

"Hey," Demi and Selena grinned.

"Hi," Brittany said with a even bigger grin, and Alison the same.

I saw Nick peeking from the doorway of the bus," I'll be right back," I was now distracted as approached the boys' bus. My grin got bigger every step I took.

Once I reached him Nick pulled me in his arms, kissing me, I wanted to kiss him longer but stopped myself noticing younger kids and my parents were around.

We hugged for what seemed like hours but was only minutes. We pulled apart, as I looked him in the eyes, then I spoke as he led me to behind a bus we were now alone," I want to let you know something,"

"What is it, Mi?"

" I want to let you know that I'm truly, madly deeply in love with you, Nicholas Jonas, and I'm one hundred percent positive of that," He lent in for a passionate kiss, then pulled apart," You should know something too, I'm truly, madly, deeply in love with you, Miley Cyrus," And his lips were on me again.

An: I'm so tired right now. It's probably not that great of a chapter, but hopefully it was good enough. Well review!