Malibu, California

It was another summer day in Malibu. Clear sky, sun shinning bright, crowded beach and hot, very hot weather. School has just ended the day before so everyone was getting ready to go out to beach and enjoy the sun. Well, everyone except one girl.

"Morning bud!" Robbie Ray greeted his teenage daughter as she came downstairs.

"Morning daddy." Miley replied with a sleepy voice.

"So you all packed and ready to hit the road?" He asked as he handed her a plate of pancakes.

"Yeah." The girl answered with a sigh as she stuck her fork on a pancake and played with it.

"Come on bud. What's with the mood? You sound worse than Uncle Earl when his pet goat got hit by an ice cream truck."

"I just don't get why I have to spend summer with Aunt Gloria in New Mexico! Hannah's last concert is in Albuquerque so why can't I just say a quick hi and then come home right after to spend the rest of summer with Lilly and Oliver?" Miley whined.

"Because your Aunt Gloria is lonely living by herself and she hasn't seen you in years. So she kindly invited her favorite niece to spend some days with her."

"Why can't Jackson go instead of me?" The girl mumbled still poking her breakfast.

"Because you remember what happened last time he visited Aunt Jean and Uncle Jerry."

"Good point. I wouldn't want him in my house either." Miley scrunched her nose at the memory.

"Miles, it's going to be fun. Your aunt is very excited to have you over."

"Right." She said sarcastically.

"It's only a few days bud."

"Why can't just lonely people get cats instead of making their young relatives keep them company?" Miley angrily stabbed the last piece of pancake.

"She's living in a huge house with a pool and loves to take her young relatives shopping to buy them gifts." Robby Ray said casually as he took her empty plate.

"Because it's so much more fun spending time with her lovely niece and cats are stupid! God bless Aunt Gloria, now let's start loading the bus!" Miley said with a huge toothy smile and got up.

"You go get ready and I'll go wake up your lazy brother. That boy is going to make us run out of water if I have to keep using a bucket of it everyday to get him out of bed." Her dad said as he went upstairs.

About an hour later Miley was sitting on the couch with Beary Bear on her lap. She was talking to Lilly on the phone when Jackson came down, bringing his suitcase with him. Robby Ray was right behind him.

"Okay Lils, I gotta go… Yeah, I promise I'll call as soon as I get there… Me too… Bye!" Miley said on the phone.

"You ready to go bud?" Robby Ray asked.

"Yeah Miles. You ready to spend time with Aunt Gloria?" Her brother teased in a baby voice.

"Shut up Jackson!" She said and then held Beary to her face. "We're going to have a great time, aren't we Beary Bo?"

She looked at the bear for a few seconds then dropped her head in defeat. "Ah, who am I kidding?" She stared at the toy again. "You suck at cheering people up, ya know that?" She scolded the stuffed animal and got up.

"Miles, are you sure you wanna take Beary?" Robby Ray asked carefully. He remembers very well what happened last time he tried to tell her she was too old for Beary Bear.

Miley just hugged the toy and gave her father the death glare.

"I mean… I just thought that he might get tired and…" He tried.

The girl intensified her glare, if that was even possible.

"But that was stupid of me. Robby Ray, what were you thinking? Obviously he's going to be just fine." He said quickly and ran out the front door, taking his suitcase with him.

"Come on Beary. Next stop, New Mexico." She sighed and went outside.

Albuquerque, New Mexico

The Albuquerque mall was crowded today. Now that school was out, this was the hot spot for teenagers to hang out. It was no different for a certain group of East High students. They were sitting at a table near the ice cream stand, enjoying their cold treat.

"Oh my God! I cannot believe Hannah Montana is having a concert here next week! I'm so excited!" Gabriella almost yelled to her friends.

"I know, me too! I can't wait!" Taylor said excitedly, almost dropping her ice cream cone.

"Girls. I don't know what's so great about Hannah Montana." Troy said nonchalantly and kept eating his chocolate ice cream.

"Man, you have to admit she's smoking hot." Chad nudged his friend. That earned him a slap on the arm from Taylor.

"I agree." Sharpay said as she took another lick at her dessert.

Everyone widened their eyes and looked at her, mouths hanging open. Gabriella even blushed a little. Sharpay just looked up from her cherry flavored frozen yoghurt cone and noticed the eyes on her.

"What?" She said confused but then remembered what she had just said. She rolled her eyes. "I said I agree with Troy, you pervs."

"We knew that." Taylor let out an embarrassed laugh. Chad just looked disappointed and Gabriella was still blushing.

"Gabs, don't worry. Nothing wrong with having your mind in the gutter once in a lifetime. We all misunderstood what she said." Troy teased his girlfriend.

"Prude." Sharpay said smiling, joining in on the teasing.

"Stop!" Gabriella was really embarrassed now. Everyone just laughed at her.

"But seriously, why don't you like her Sharpay?" Taylor asked after the laughter stopped.

"I just don't think she's all that." Sharpay shrugged.

"Are you kidding? She has a great voice and…" Gabriella started.

"Her songs are awesome!" Taylor finished for her.

"Wow. Looks like you're both big fans." Troy said kissing his girlfriend's cheek.

"Are you kidding me? I'd give up a kidney to meet her!" Taylor said.

"I have some backstage passes." Sharpay said casually.

"YOU WHAT?" Both Gabriella and Taylor yelled at the same time, ice cream spilling everywhere. Even people sitting on the other tables jumped at that.

"Geez! Take it down a notch. I have sensitive eardrums." Chad said as he put his hand to his ear.

"Are you joking Sharpay? Because if you are this is so not funny!" Gabriella asked her friend, scooting closer to her as Chad helped his choking girlfriend on the other side of the table.

"Nope. Daddy gave it to me and Ryan. Apparently he knows her manager or something. I also have front row seats."

Sharpay noticed that both girls were looking intently at her, their eyes almost sparkling with excitement.

"Would you guys like to go?" The blonde chuckled and asked them.

"YES!" Gabriella, Taylor and Chad yelled altogether.

"What? I just wanna get an autograph." Chad said as his girlfriend slapped his arm again.

"Troy wants to go too!" Gabriella quickly added.

"I do?" The boy asked looking at the brunette. Gabriella just glared at him. "Of course I do." He smiled.

"Okay then. I'll tell Ryan later. I only have four passes, but I'm sure he still has a couple left."

"Sharpay you're the best!" Taylor squealed.

"Thanks. And by the way, you can keep your kidney. I don't need it." The blonde said as she finished her ice cream.

"I can't believe we're going to meet Hannah Montana! This is the best day of my life!" Gabriella said happily.

"I feel so loved." Troy fake pouted. Gabriella giggled and gave him a quick peck.

"Okay, I'm gonna go. As much as I'd like to stay for this yuck fest and be the fifth wheel, I have to pick Ryan up at his yoga class." She picked up her purse and waved at them. "Tootles."

As Sharpay walked away she could hear her friends chatting.

"We're going to meet Hannah Montana!"

"She's so amazing! I can't wait!"

"Yeah. She's amazing…" Sharpay whispered to herself.

Hello!

I couldn't help but write this story after seeing that Ashley Tisdale and Miley Cyrus photoshoot. They looked so cute together!

I hope I can keep up with two muti-chapters fics at the same time. I hate to start something new without finishing what I'm doing at the moment, but I just had to write this.

Also, updates might take a little bit longer now because school is back, so I'm going to be very busy. But I promise not to abandon either fic. I might take a while to update, but I will do so. Eventually. Lol

Please review!

Ps. Fic name might change later. I just couldn't find a perfect title becase I have no idea where this fic is headed. This also means that I'm open to suggestions for the story. For example, would you rather see Sharpay with Miley or Hannah? And so on.

Love,
Nini

Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana or High School Musical.