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Chapter 9

Miley's POV

From that moment, Nick Jonas came to my house everyday until the last day of summer. Somedays he kept his promise and made an IHOP run. Other days he just came over and we watched movies. Somehow, I found the courage to talk about my brother with him. I bet if Rudy knew Nick, they'd be best friends and would have loads to talk about.

He talked about hockey and what he liked to do in his spare time. He talked about his family, his brothers, his parents, and his friends. Nick seems like the perfectly well rounded guy. He does extremely well in school, has a relatively nice family, and on top of that, he is just a good person. Inside and out. Something about him made my stomach bubble, in a good way, and I couldn't wait for 8am when he'd come over after practice. My mom even noticed the way we clicked and I guess it was just a matter of time before anything really happened between us.

School started on August 30th which I thought was always ridiculous. Go to school, then have the Friday before Labor Day and the Monday after Labor Day off. They could simply just extend summer another week, but no0o0o0o, that would be impossible.

I was starting my Senior Year at Seaview High. From what I learned through Selena, almost everyone at the rink went to school here minus a few people. Justin and Taylor went to the private school down the road and Demi's partner, Chad, was homeschooled. But other than that, everyone else went there. Nick even went there and that made me even more excited. The only thing I was truly worried about? My leg and how I would function. Not only would I be the loser new girl, but adding 'Cripplesticks' (a/n anyone who knows me in real life knows about that nickname :) ) on top of it wouldn't be much better.

I woke up extremely too early for school and just got dressed super slowly. With the cast on my knee, everything did truly seem to go slowly anyways, so now I was in super slow motion. Finally once I was dressed and my cast was on correctly I found my way to the stairs where I hopped down on one foot, keeping an arm on the banister.

"Miley! Nick's here," called my mom. Great, maybe this day will be better than expected.

"I'm coming down the stairs, be right there," I yelled. Nick quickly rushed over and took my other hand and led me safely down.

"Thanks," I said, not making much contact. My stomach was doing too many flips that I couldn't handle. Anxiety was rushing through my veins.

"No problem, I doubt you'll be taking the bus, so I'll drive you in my car. It's out front, come on." He said, slowing guiding me out to his car. Unlike most public schools, Seaview High starts really early in the day. Therefore, it was still pretty dark outside and would only get sunnier the longer we drove. We got to school in 15 minutes flat with another 15 minutes to get situated.

"I'll take you to the office where you can get your schedule and stuff. My dad called the principal and excused me from my classes so that I can help you around," Nick said, making me feel important, which was something I haven't felt ever since I couldn't do a salchow, or a lutz, or a sit spin. Ugh, I miss skating.

"Thanks." I mumbled, giving him a small smile. He and I hobbled (well, I hobbled) to the office where I found my schedule.

AP Calculas
AP Chemistry
Spanish IV Honors
AP English IV
Lunch
Study Hall
Art II
AP European History

"Whoa whoa whoa. You got brains. I didn't even know. Are you sure these aren't decoy skating classes?" Nick said jokingly, making me give him a small shove.

"No, I'm on honor roll. Remember?" I said.

"Right, right. Well we have Spanish, Lunch, and Art. However, I can try to help you find those AP classes. (for those of you who may not know, AP classes are really advanced classes, hence the name - Advanced Placement - :) )

The day went surprisingly fast. Not only was today my first day of school here in Alabama, but it is also my doctor's checkup. I pray my leg is healing because focusing on only school is killing me. I. NEED. SKATING.

"You have that appointment, right?" Nick called, and I nodded. "Well then, let's go."

~A Few Hours Later~

"Oh my gosh Mom! Guess what? " I yelled as soon as Nick opened the door for me.

"What what, is it your knee? What's wrong?"

"My knee is almost perfectly healed! After only 2 weeks. Amazing right?" I said, walking inside with only the brace on my knee and no crutches. "It doesn't even hurt."

"Miley, be careful. It may still be healing, just still take it slow alright? But other than that, that's great! You'll be skating in no time. Nick? Would you like to stay for dinner?" She asked.

"Yeah that'd be great," Nick said, walking into the kitchen. He leaned against the counter with a comfortable look on his place. Was it a sign? Oh yeah, I'll be keeping him around for awhile.

We ate dinner and had casual conversation. My parents seemed to be really analyzing Nick and I knew they wouldn't be able to find a flaw. They have to love him. Everybody loves Nick. I glanced around to see if anyone was watching me because I was probably making a goofy lovesick face. Did I love Nick?