A/N: So the plot is sort of similar to The Last Song by Nicholas Sparks, which by the way is probably the best book EVER written. So amazing, I definately recommend! There is an amazing, really unexpected twist at the end that had me in tears for chapters and chapters. Can not waiiit for the film now :D But please leave reviews? Pluuus characters second names are Stewart, Gray blah blah blahhh ...

Chapter 1

I'm in love with a girl I hate
she enjoys pointing out every bad thing about me
I'm in love with a critic and a skeptic
I'd trade in a second.
- She's A Lady, Forever The Sickest Kids

A jerk of the car torn her out of her dreams and the bright sunlight shone directly into her eyes causing her to squint slightly. A loud snore came from the front of the car telling her that her older brother, Jackson, was still asleep and a heavy sleeper. She had to remember that, it might come in use one day. She pushed herself up and tied her hair back into a loose ponytail. Trees upon trees quickly passed her as the car raced through the countryside. Her head fell against the cool glass and her thoughts drifted away. She watched the scenery pass without thinking. It was just her alone with the world. Nothing to come inbetween and mess everything up. No one was trying to mess up her life, trying to control her every move like her father was doing every second of the day. Like now, they were on their way to Nashville for the entire summer.

Robbie heard his teenage daughter awake and stole a quick glance at her. He saw her staring out the window looking so lost and so fragile. He was determined to get his old daughter back and he was going to do whatever it took. He was going to take her back to his old hometown for the entire summer and was going to try a different approach to parenting. A more laid back approach. He hoped everything this summer would change. Everyone had been telling him that it was just a phase everyone teenage goes through, but he knew it wasn't every teenage considering his oldest son never once rebelled against him. Yeah it might just be a phase but what scared him was what if she never grew out of it?

Miley let out a loud sigh and turned towards her father.

"Are we almost there?" She moaned.

"Almost." He smiled.

She rolled her sparkling blue eyes and began to pick at her black nail polish. "You know I don't see the point in this trip." She mumbled, but he heard. He always heard.

"Why can't we go on a normal holiday like everyone else?"

"This is a normal holiday."

"No it's not!" Her voice was raised and her arms were folded tightly across her chest. "A normal holiday is to an exotic island or country and for only a couple of weeks and not the entire summer holiday!"

"Do you mind? Some people are trying to sleep." Groaned a sleeping Jackson.

"Well sor-ray Sleeping Beauty." She said sarcastically. "I just don't get why you're trying to ruin my life!" She yelled at her father.

"No one is trying to ruin your life Miles." He laughed but she shrugged him off and focused her vision on outside.

The car pulled into the driveway and Jackson lept out of the car and ran upto the house like a child running through to see what Santa had left on Christmas morning.

"Idiot." She mumbled under her breath. She stepped outside the car and slammed the door shut. Her feet stayed on the spot and she stared at the house. Well it has character, she thought.

"Come on Miles." Her father yelled from the porch but Miley shook her head and walked off. "Where are you going?" He yelled.

"A walk." She replied simply.

"Don't be too late." And a roll of the eyes was the response he didn't catch.

Miley walked out of the driveway and down the little dirt track. Her black jeans clung to her legs as the temperature rose by the seconds. Her feet began to heat up inside her black ankle boots and she was beginning to feel a little thankful about wearing a little white vest top. She continued down the road and tried to ignore the sweltering heat that felt oddly different to the heat back in LA. Cheers and voices were heard in the distance and she began to make her way into that direction.

Finally she reached the beach where all the noises had been heard. She walked along the pier, watching the families who were sunbathing or paddling in the sea. She took a step onto the beach and her boots sunk into the soft sand. She approached a large group of people all around her age. They were all engrossed in the football game taking place before their eyes. Miley watched the crowd and most of them were blonde haired, bikini wearing girls who all seemed to be interested in one thing - the players. Or more like a certain player. Miley's eyes followed everyone elses onto this 'hottie.' Sure he was alright, cute almost but not her type. She knew his kind and she knew he obviously cared a lot about his appearance and really she didn't find that attractive at all. She understood why most of the girls were mesmerized by him with his short, brown unkempt hair that lay in little perfect curls and those eyes sure were dreamy, but do you really want to date someone who spends more time infront of the mirror than you? Miley couldn't help but laugh at how pathetic they all were for drooling over him. He was the perfect guy with the perfect life - the looks, popularity and obviously the perfect, beautiful girlfriend. It was always the same, no matter where you went. All the pretty people know each other and all the populars date each other. It's like high school code. His eyes wandered over to the crowd and everyone squealed, well everyone except Miley. She rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest. His gaze caught hers and he gave her a small confusing yet friendly smile and in return she gave him a cold hearted look. He turned away oddly impressed by her. Miley shook her head and walked away from the game.

He stared at the girl who stood out in the crowd. She wasn't like the other girls around here. She looked odd as she stood beside all the blonde rich girls. She dressed how she wanted to dress, not like how the magazines told her to dress – unique and so strange. He gave her a small smile as she stood looking almost unimpressed, unlike all the others squealing, and yet all she could do was give him the hard shoulder. The cold look ran through him and if it had been any other girl he would of turned right away yet there was something about her. He wanted more. She wasn't playing any game, she didn't even like him which made him in a strange way want her; need her. He was attracted to her, she didn't make his heart do flips, she was just intriguing and he wanted to know more about this girl.

A rock overlooking the ocean supported Miley as she watched the sun slowly set. She brought her knees up to her chest and held them tightly. Most of the people, or populars, from the game were still there and Miley could still see and hear them laughing and squealing in their own little perfect and imaginary lives. Typical, it was those people she despised. The people who got everything they wanted in life. They didn't have to work hard for anything they just had to run to daddy. Two girls approached Miley with their fake smiles plastered on their fake appearances but they were ignored and after some while they gave up and walked off throwing a 'Freak' in Mileys direction.

At some time after midnight Miley walked through the door and into the house for the first time. Her father sat in the living room and she was ready for a fight.

"Hi," he said smiling at her. "Where were you?"

"None of your buisness. I'm going to bed." And she walked off expecting him to call her back but he didn't. Then she expected him to come after her but he didn't. He sat in the living room and after a couple of minutes headed for his bed. Miley sat on her bed, confused. What was up with him? He always made a deal about her coming in hours after her curfew, or not telling him exactly where she was and who she was with. Never once did he not put up a fight.

She lay in bed and wished she was back home with her friends instead of being in this place where she was alone and didn't fit in. This was going to be the longest summer of her life. Summers were always the time where new adventures were to be made. You were meant to let lose, go out, have fun. Make memories with your friends that you'll remember for a lifetime. But here she was. Stuck in a strange place with strange surroundings and strange people, all alone. What adventure would she have here?

She turned over on her side and closed her eyes. Sleep found her easily as the day had been a long one and tomorrow would come quicker than she expected with yet another long, lonely day in store. This was just the beginning.

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