A/N: since ARL is pretty much done, i decided to start a new story (: my internet connection wasnt working this whole day so the only thing that worked was microsoft word, so ive got a head start on the chapters for this story. enjoy (: oh yeah and p.s. sorry that this chapter is basically a flashback, but its kinda important to know their past. and another p.s. i dont know miley stewarts moms name, so just pretend its Tricia.
CHAPTER 1
Miley stood in the line at the grocery, scanning the titles of the tabloid magazines for a good story. She picked up the one about the newest story on Britney Spears and started flipping through it. Her eyes landed on an article about the Jonas Brothers.
"Give me a break," she said under her breath, rolling her eyes.
The person behind her heard. "Whats wrong, you don't like those boys?"
"Are you kidding? They are the last people I ever want to see on the face of the earth," she said, remembering old times.
--Flashback--
"Mommy, can I have a sleepover with Nicky and Joey and Kevy again tonight?" Young 7-year old Miley Stewart asked her mother. Mrs. Stewart just sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Honey, I don't think Denise wants you there 24/7."
"Actually," Miley said in a matter-of-fact way, "She told me that I was like their long lost daughter. So can I? Can I? Please? Me and Nick wanted to finish the song that we started writing this morning."
Tricia, Miley's mother, was now used to this. Miley and the Jonas brothers were constantly together, playing games, going out on their bikes, writing music. They were inseperable.
Tricia tucked Miley's brown hair behind her ear, then gave her a hug. "Have fun!" She said, then Miley skipped off to the Jonas house.
--3 years later--
"Mom! You're being so unfair! It's one sleepover! Why cant I now? You always let me go!"
"Honey, I think its time you start making girl friends."
"What?"
"I met this lovely lady at the gym this morning. She has a girl your age."
"But Mom! I want to hang out with Nick! And Joe and Kevin! Why do you have to be like this?"
"Honey, I'm just afraid that you guys are getting a little old for sleepovers."
"Why, cuz they're boys?"
"Well, no. A little. Just give Patty's daughter a chance!"
"No Mom. I'm going to the Jonas's house, and theres no way you can stop me!" Miley yelled at her mother, a single tear rolling down her cheek.
Miley stormed out of the house, slamming the front door. She ran next door to where the Jonas's live and burst into their home.
"What's wrong, Miles?" Nick asked, very concerned. Miley told him what happened. He wrapped his small arms around her, hugging her tightly. "I'll be there for you forever," he whispered in her ear.
-2 years later-
"So then, I was, like, Billy, don't take it, you idiot! And then he was like, Miley, just shut up, you birdbrain!" Miley exclaimed into the phone.
"What a jerk," Nick replied.
"Miley! Get down here right now!" yelled a voice coming from downstairs.
"Sorry, gotta go, Jonas, but I'll call you later."
"Kay. See you later!" They both hung up the phone, and Miley went downstairs to see what her father wanted. Sitting at the kitchen counter were Jackson and her father, both with tears running down their faces.
"What's going on?" Miley demanded.
"It's your mother," Robbie Ray answered with his head down, not making eye contact.
"What about her? Tell me!"
"She's in an accident. The hospital just called- she didn't make it."
Miley blinked, and felt a hot tear streak down her skin. She told herself to stay tough and not cry, but things like that didn't go without a shed tear.
Miley ran back upstairs, locking herself in her room, refusing to come out. She sat there for days and days, only coming out to eat. Nick came repeatedly, but she refused to see him. Not like that.
"Miley, I need to talk to you," Robbie Ray said as he peeked his head inside her room.
"What about?"
"We need to move."
"Where?"
"Malibu, California."
"Okay."
"Really?"
"I'm ready to get out of this torture. Let's leave."
"Are you going to tell Nick?"
"I don't think so."
"He's your best friend, Miles."
"Yeah, so he'll find a way to convince me to stay. But I don't want to. I need to leave."
Miley took one last look at her home. She wiped away a lone tear and started to toughen up. No more sensitive girl Miley.
"Lets go!" her father yelled to her.
She was about to get in the car when she looked at the Jonas household. "One second!" she yelled to him.
She made her way across the perfectly manicured lawn, walking straight up to the door. She didn't waste her time knocking, she just went in the house. Nick looked up from a school project he was doing.
"Miley, what are you doing here?" he asked in a low voice.
"I'm leaving. I'm moving. I needed to say bye."
"You're moving? Where?"
"California."
"Are you kidding me? You're just going to leave? You haven't even talked to me in a month! I thought we were best friends!" he exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air.
"We are," Miley responded, her voice cracking.
"Best friends don't move without telling. Best friends don't ignore the other for a whole month. Best friends wouldn't leave others behind. They stick together."
"Nick-"
"Save it. You came to say bye. So bye."
Miley nodded, then made her way out the house, walking back to her car. "Let's get out of here," she told her father.
--End Flashback--
"So what do you hate about the Jonas Brothers?" the woman behind her asked.
"Um, it's nothing. They used to be my best friends. One of them broke my heart," she explained, then walked up to the cash register, putting her groceries on the counter. She put the magazine back, thinking that there was no need to be mourning over them still. She was over it. She had two new best friends, Lilly and Oliver, and even had a celebrity boyfriend, Jake Ryan. That was 11 years ago.
Little did she know, that whether or not she liked it, those boys were going to be back in her life in no time.
A/N: so review and tell me if you liked it- continue? tell me!