It was another typical summer day in Albuquerque; the hot early afternoon sun made the weather perfect for a dip in the pool. Children laughter and splash sounds could be heard thru ought the affluent neighborhood.

However, the only sound coming from Aunt Gloria's backyard was that of a poolside artificial waterfall.

Apparently one Miley Stewart had a slightly different idea on how to spend the day. She was laying on a comfy recliner by the pool with her sunhat on and a glass of pink lemonade by her side, only small traces of what used to be ice cubes remained floating on the clear pink liquid. She sighed as she lazily flipped through the pages of a magazine on her lap, although she was paying no attention to it at all. It could be a Knitting Weekly for all she knew. It didn't matter, though.

She was too bored to care.

The brunette suddenly stopped flipping the glossy pages and let out a loud grunt as she let her head hit the back of the chair.

"Why hasn't she come by yet?!" She asked no one in particular as she looked up.

Of course by "she" the girl meant the cute blonde that lived next door. It's been ages since Miley delivered that catalog and said blonde implied she'd like to spend time with the brunette. Okay, actually it's been more like 27 hours, not that Miley is counting or anything, but still. The girl was not known for her ever lasting patience.

She let her eyes fall back to the random magazine, but her mind was far too busy with other thoughts to pay attention to it.

'Did she even mean it?' She wondered. 'She sounded sincere. But then maybe she was just pretending. I mean, it was a little odd how nice she was to me considering how rude she was to Hannah. Hmm… But then again, why would she go through the trouble of acting nice to me if she apparently doesn't care what people think of her? I mean, the girl had no problem speaking out her mind after the concert. Maybe she changed her mind and decided I'm not worthy of her time. Sounds like something the concert Sharpay would do… Or maybe she had an accident! That would explain it! Maybe she fell down the stairs and twisted her ankle! And now she's on bed rest and that's why I haven't heard from her. She can't call me because I didn't give her my number…' Miley's thoughts were interrupted by a soft voice coming from above her shoulders.

"How to make him see stars…"

"Sweet nibb-" The brunette half cursed and jumped slightly. She hadn't even noticed the person approach her. She placed her hand on her chest and took rapid shallow breaths. Miley looked up to see a smiling Sharpay hovering from behind her.

'She's here! She really did want to hang out with me!' She thought happily as her heart rate went back to normal. 'Oh, wait. She said something. What did she say? Something something something stars… Yeah, that was it.' She decided proudly, but then realized it made no sense at all. She'd have to ask Sharpay.

"Erm, what?" Miley so eloquently asked.

Sharpay just giggled and pointed to the magazine on the younger girl's lap. "Nice afternoon reading."

Miley quickly looked down at her lap and all color drained from her face as she read the title of the article she was supposedly reading.

How to make him see stars: Five tricks that will blow his mind in the bedroom.

She wanted to die right there.

"I-I-I-I… Crap, I… I wasn't reading that! I-It was just there. I wasn't…" Her face went from ghostly white to strawberry red in a second as she tried (and failed) to explain.

By this time Sharpay couldn't hold her laughter anymore. The look of horror in the brunette's face was too much.

Miley decided to change the subject before she actually died of embarrassment.

"I, erm, I didn't hear you. H-How did you get here?"

"Your aunt let me in. She seems nice."

"She is." She smiled back at the blonde as the blush was slowing fading. "So, Sharpay, what are you doing here? Not that I don't appreciate it, I do! A lot! What I mean is-" Miley babbled.

"Did I come here just to give you a heart attack and then watch you squirm?" She asked smugly. Miley nodded. "No, that was just a bonus. I actually came here to ask if you maybe wanted to go to the mall with me?" She asked hopefully.

"I'd love to!" The brunette gave her a big toothy smile.

"Cool! Then let's go."

"Wait, should I go change?" Miley asked as she pointed to her bright colored loose top and white shorts combination. It would be okay back in Malibu but she wasn't sure about the fashion here.

"No. You look perfect. Very Malibu chic. And I love your necklace, now come on." She said as she hooked her arm with Miley's and led her back to the house. "That is, if you are done with your reading."

"I wasn't reading it!" Miley whined, still embarrassed.

"It's okay. I'm sure your boyfriend back in California will appreciate the research." She teased.

"I don't have a boyfriend!" Miley said quickly. "No boys in my life. Completely single. No guy at all. Free as a bird! Here for the take." She rambled, sounding almost desperate.

Sharpay quirked an eyebrow and smiled at her.

"I'm gonna shut up now…" It was common knowledge that Miley Stewart had a tendency to stick her foot in her mouth. Sharpay was bound to pick up on that after a couple hours spent with the younger girl.

"It's okay." Sharpay smiled.

"I, erm, what about you? I'm sure you have a boyfriend, you're gorgeous." Miley's eyes went wide as she realized what she had said. "I mean… Guys would say you're gorgeous. Guys! Because you are good looking. Now girls! Girls can think you're good looking. You see, I'm a girl. And as a girl, I think you have nice genes and-" She rambled while making exaggerated hand gestures.

"Thank you, Miley. You're good looking too." Sharpay interrupted and emphasized good looking as she tried not to laugh at Miley again. She decided the girl was just too adorable but she thought she's been through enough embarrassment already. "And no, I don't have boyfriend. I'm also here for the take." She said jokingly. 'Okay, last one. Now I'll stop.'

Miley sighed as they reached the front door. 'Dang flabbit! She must think I'm a freak now.'

"Hey. Don't worry about it. I know you're just nervous about making a new friend. It's okay." She assured the girl when she noticed her frustration.

"Thanks. I get kinda shy around new people." She offered a smile. 'Liar. Well, at least she doesn't think I'm a disgusting freak. She's nice. And it makes me think back to the Hannah concert again. It's like she's a totally different person.'

Miley stopped dead in her tracks as she spotted Sharpay's car, which was parked in front of her aunt's house. The blonde, oblivious to Miley's abrupt stop, unlocked it and went around to the driver's side.

"Are you serious?" The brunette asked, a little shocked.

"What?" Sharpay stop her motions to get inside and stood there holding the door open.

"This is…" Miley pointed to the flashy vehicle.

"My car." Sharpay completed the sentence for her.

"It's… It's bright pink!" The younger girl said as if pointing out something the blonde wasn't aware of.

Sharpay just laughed. She was used to it. "Yes."

"And it has what I'm guessing are your initials on it." She referred to the white cursive SE painted on the hood.

"Yes."

"And it's pink!" Miley said once again with her strong accent.

"We already covered that. Now get in." Sharpay said finally moving and sitting down on the driver's seat.

"It's an oversized Barbie car!" Apparently she wasn't done yet.

"Is not." The older girl protested as she closed the door.

Miley raised an eyebrow.

"Okay maybe it is. Whatever. Get in Ms. Observant."

Miley did as she was told and buckled up. She smiled at the blonde. "It suits you."

"Thanks." Sharpay giggled as she started the car.

They drove for a couple minutes in silence. Miley was taking everything in, the streets, the trees, the people, the buildings. She was happy to be out of the house.

"So, you go to school in Malibu, right?" Sharpay asked as they stopped on a red light.

"Yeah." Miley said a little absent minded as she made kissy faces to the puppy leaning on the window of the car beside them.

"Do you like it there? What is it like?" She smiled to herself as she noticed Miley playing with the puppy.

"Yeah. Just like any other high school I guess. My best friends Lily and Oliver go there too, so it's cool." She said as she turned back to look at Sharpay. They had started moving again.

"And… Have you decided which college you're going to?" Sharpay asked hopefully. This was where she wanted to go with this school talk.

A big part of Sharpay wanted to hear Miley say she'd be going to a college near her. Of course, Sharpay already had hers picked out since she was in elementary school. Maybe luck would be on her side for once and she'd still have a friend in Miley after the brief time the brunette was staying in Albuquerque. 'You hear that, Sharpay? Friend.' Her conscience reminded her.

Then the smaller part of her was feeling ashamed that she was getting so attached to this girl she barely knew. But the blonde couldn't help it. She wanted to know everything there was to know about Miley and have the girl be a constant in her life. That part was kinda freaking her out.

"Not yet… I'm a… I'm still a junior." Miley answered a bit uncertain. She knew how some senior girls hated hanging out with the younger ones.

"Oh. So you're what? 16?" Sharpay asked as they turned the corner of a busy street.

"Uh Huh." Miley nodded.

"I see. I'm a year older than you. I'm a senior now." She smiled.

"That's nice." The brunette smiled back. It seemed like Sharpay wasn't one of those girls. "Have you decided which college you're going to?"

"My first choice is Juilliard. But I have some backup schools too. I honestly don't think I need it but my school advisor managed to convince my parents it would be a good idea." She rolled her eyes.

"Wow!" Miley was amazed. She remembered she wasn't half this confident when she decided to get into the show business.

"I want to be a Broadway star." Sharpay said decidedly.

"That's big. You must be good."

"I'm the president of the drama club. And I was the lead in every school production. Well, except for last year's winter musical. But that's okay. I became good friends with Gabriella, the girl who got my part. Kinda changed my life in a way. Sounds cheesy, I know. But it's a long story." She giggled.

Miley noticed Sharpay was really proud of her achievements. Almost a bit too cocky, but then again, she shouldn't be the one judging. Hello? Popstar with a big ego.

"I'd love to hear you sing sometime." Miley beamed. She remembered that Gabriella girl was good, but she wanted to hear Sharpay sing. She bet she sounded amazing.

"Someday, if you're lucky." The blonde winked at her. The younger girl smiled.

After about five more minutes of small talk Sharpay asked if it was okay to turn on the radio. She thought she should let the younger girl have a break from her million questions. Miley just nodded.

Let's get crazy
Get up and dance
Take a swing, do your thing
If we're taking a chance

Sharpay quickly turned the radio off again. She had a blank expression on her face as she tightened her grip on the steering wheel.

Miley couldn't not ask. She was pretty sure she already knew the answer, but she had to hear it again. "Do you not like Hannah Montana?"

Sharpay didn't answer right away and Miley slumped in the leather seat.

"She's… I just can't stand to listen to her song." Sharpay finally answered in a small voice.

Miley's heart broke a little more.

They stayed quiet for the rest of the drive.

To be continued.

Helloooooo!

So I got a couple reviews right after my Author's Note update saying they still wanted to read it and that kind of made me so happy I just had to try and rewrite my lost chapters. So before bedtime I fixed myself a bowl of my Hannah Montana cereal (omg! I LOVE those crunchy chocolate stars!) to help, sat down in front of my laptop and waited for the inspiration fairy to visit. LOL

I kinda remembered what I had written before but I couldn't remember all the details to save my life. But I kept on going until WAY past bedtime. By the time I was finished I was so tired I fell asleep right away. :P

Anyway! I did it! Yay! Oh, and did you guys notice the chapter was more polished this time? That's because I finally got myself a beta reader! Whee! Go Stessa! Thank you so, so much for agreeing to be my beta! I couldn't ask for a better one! *HUG*

And I kinda dealt with my ENTER problem. My friends suggest I use the onscreen keyboard once and then copy and paste for the rest of the fic. It worked! I felt kinda dumb when he pointed out such a simple solution. Haha. It is still a bit annoying, but it beats doing all that clicking to skip lines. XD

I hope you guys liked this chapter! Please review! Your reviews are what keeps me writing!

XoXo,
Nini