It was a normal day in that small high school where everyone knew each other. It was one of those places where if there was a new kid, everyone knew about them. There were cliques, and friendships, and drama, but mostly it was all 360 students having a good time. Well, other than the learning.

In this small high school though, we're only focusing on one certain clique. They weren't the goth clique, or emo, or losers, they really didn't have a particular name. Most in the school would call them popular, but they never considered themselves popular. But, I guess that's for you to decide. Let's just start the story, shall we?

"Where's Miley?" Demi asked, her body halting at the table. She was out of breath from her running. The group of people shrugged their shoulders looking around the table at each other for an answer. Nick wasn't there either, so that gave them all a clue to who she was with. "Ugh, I need her."

"Why?" Selena eyed her suspiciously. Miley wasn't Demi's best friend. Demi belonged to her and she planned to keep it that way. Selena was Demi's best friend and vise-versa. The thought of having to share her gave Selena goosebumps.

"Because, Selena. I just do, okay? We pulled a prank and people know it was us," she panted.

"Told you if you kept TPing you'd get caught," Taylor lectured, her blue eyes rolling to the back of the lids. "But did you listen, no. All you did was continue to ignore my great advi-"

"It wasn't TPing We put a stinkbag in a classroom before it started," she smiled deviously until she watched the lunchroom doors open and the principal motion her over. "When I do find her, she is so dead," she sighed before once again starting to sprint away, running out the opposite doors the principal just walked in.

F a l l i n g I n L o v e . . .

Miley sat in the corner of an abandoned hall, watching the boy across from her. His curls bounced, and he was wearing a new Aeropostale shirt that Miley had never seen on him before. His cologne filled the hall, but it was her newest favorite scent.

He munched on his PB&J sandwich with a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos that his mother had packed while Miley ate her own turkey sandwich with seedless grapes.

"Why are we out here again?"

"Because we haven't gotten Miley-Nicky time in three days," he answered her honestly. For Miley and Nick best friends was an understatement. They weren't even brother and sister – they were closer. They both liked it that way too

"Aw, did you miss me?" she cooed.

"Of course I did, Mi. How could I not? You're amazing."

She felt herself blushing from flatter. "Sure, I guess.... you're not so bad yourself."

Nick rolled his eyes at how modest she was. He tilted her head up to face him. "Don't underestimate yourself, Miles. You're the coolest person I know, and whoever wants to contradict that has to deal with me."

"Thanks," she grinned, finding herself incredibly shy all of the sudden. She pursed her lips together, trying to hid her blush with her hair.

"H-"

"Miley!" Demi slid in the hallway out of breath. Miley looked away from Nick down the hall. Her heart drowned in disappointment. For the past three days she had hardly talked to Nick at all, and now that they finally had the chance it was interrupted.

Nick smiled at her in full understanding. "Tomorrow. Same time, same place. Got it?"

Miley got up, gathering her trash until he told her to forget it. He'd throw it away with his stuff. "I wouldn't miss it for anything."

"What were you two doing?" Demi asked while they were running off.

"I believe you two are caught," a voice boomed from behind them, not letting Miley get a chance to answer. They sighed, facing the principle.

"Hey, Mr. Hudson. How are you today?" Miley asked sweetly.

The tall muscular man sighed. "Not today, Miley..."

Now, to most, this doesn't seem like a beginning of a story. And to some, I suppose it really isn't. But you, Reader, have to understand that it is. Because the beginning of every story starts unexpected. One day things are normal with your best friend, then... everything changes. For good. Or at least that's what happened with Miley Stewart.

what can I say? first chapters are always boring. but first chapters love getting reviews :D

-M.