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The Interview
Chapter 1
Secret Crush

Miley let out a large dramatic sigh as she lay on her bed flipping through the latest Teen Scene magazine, the source of all her worries. Hannah had been approached to do a photo shoot and interview for the magazine a month ago and Miley had of course agreed. She loved Teen Scene magazine and knew that Lilly would have killed her if she hadn't have done the shoot. The photo shoot itself went fine, she didn't have any quarrels with the make-up artist and the magazine's stylist let her choose what she was going to wear. But alas, then came the interview...

FLASHBACK

"OK Hannah, you ready for your interview?"

"Ready as an apple for picking during Spring."

"Alrighty then...So! The interview is going to be just basic stuff, nothing I'm sure you haven't done before. We are going to do a little tiny Facts File on you and then just one or two other questions."

Hannah nodded.

"So let's get right into it then!" The reporter fiddled with her tape recorder for a moment before setting it on the table between them.

"State your name for the recorder please."

"Hannah Montana."

"Age."

"15."

"Favourite school subject."

"Drama."

"Least favourite school subject."

Hannah shudders. "Maths."

"Best friend's name?"

"I actually have two, Li-Lola Luftnagle and Ol-umm...err...Oscar! Oscar...Oscar Owen!"

"OK. Well we have all heard of Lola..."

"Of course."

"But who is this...Oscar Owen?"

"Oh...he's my best friend too...he's just...not much into the Hollywood Scene...so that's why you haven't...uhh...seen him before..."

Hannah shakily smiled before bursting out into nervous giggles.

"Next question please," she chocked out.

"OK, I think we have all we need so this is the last question for today...Does Hannah Montana have a secret crush?"

Hannah deliberates for some time before slowly answering, "...yes..."

"Can you tell us who it is?"

"No! Uh...then it wouldn't be a secret crush would it? It would just be a crush!" Hannah laughs nervously.

"Is it a celebrity crush?"

"No," replied Hannah impulsively in a surprised tone.

"You're sure it's not someone like...Jake Ryan perhaps?"

"Eww...no...um, I mean...Jake is a great friend, really, but he's just not my type of boyfriend material."

"So, who is it then? Does Hannah Montana have a crush o-"

"Secret crush, secret I say!"

"Right. So does Hannah Montana have a secret crush on...someone normal?"

"Hey! Just because I'm a celebrity doesn't mean I'm not normal! Sweet nibblets! Don't you people even listen to my songs?! But yes...I suppose he is, what you'd call normal...but such a sweet, handsome, smart, funny normal..."

Hannah let out a love struck sigh before quickly coming back to reality.

"Do you think we could wrap this up kind of quickly? I have maths homework to do...and if I don't my teachers' going to whip me like the whipped whipped cream you can only find on my Aunt Dolly's Christmas cake."

Reporter edging away slightly, "If you say so Hannah! You can go anytime you want sweetie."

Hannah all but sprinted out the doorway but stuck her head back in and said, "Thank-you for such an enlightening interview...you uncovered things even I didn't know!"

END FLASHBACK

Miley groaned at the thought of the interview and impatiently threw the magazine across the room, burying her face in her pillow and screaming.

Miley thought desperately, How am I going to explain this to Lilly? Gah! My life is a mess. I don't even know who I was talking about. I mean, I still like Jake don't I? But I said I didn't...

"Oh this is so confusing..." she said out loud, wondering for a moment how much money it would cost for her to make her ceiling talk and solve all her problems for her.

Right then, Lilly walked through the door, "What's so confusing?"

"Lilly!" Miley exclaimed, falling off her bed and onto the floor. "What are you doing here?"

"We planned to meet at the beach with Oliver...remember?"

"Oh...yeah...that...completely slipped my mind!"

"Well, come on...hurry up with don't want to keep Oliver waiting!" said Lilly as she collapsed on Miley's bed.

When Miley didn't move Lilly sighed dramatically and pushed her towards her closet, "Come on Miley! The day is waiting and you're cutting into my perving time! Nicholas Brinckerhoff, total school hottie, is going to the beach today and I definitely can't see him to be the type to wear a sun shirt..."

Miley spun around, "How do you know that?"

Lilly avoided eye contact, "Umm...well...I overhead it at school."

"Ha! I knew you had an ulterior motive going to the beach today...we never plan what we are doing on the weekend..."

"Yeah, well, OK. You caught me...but can you hurry up now?"

Miley cast a quick glance at the magazine that lay crumpled on the floor about two feet to the left of Lilly and said, "OK, but don't you go reading anything while I'm a getting changed."

"Whatever. Just hurry up!"

Sam