Without the burden that's in our hearts
None of us would have ever found you

...

It was only eight thirty on a Sunday, but the sunny streets of Manhattan were already bustling with people. Amidst all this multitude sat a quiet building, in which a Miss Miley Stewart was fast asleep, nestled safely in her boyfriend, Nick Jonas's, - fiancé, as of a week ago – arms.

The sun shining blindingly on her face awakened her. She tried to turn away from the light only to realize she was in Nick's arms. She slowly opened her eyes and glance around the room before landing on the calendar, reminding her that it was Sunday, and Sunday meant that she needed to meet her best friends at a restaurant for breakfast. It was almost a ritual.

She carefully removed herself from Nick's hold and froze as he shifted around in bed before going back to sleep. She rubbed her eyes and got off the bed, tiptoeing towards her closet and opening it as quietly as possible before picking out a pair of black pants and one of Nick's t-shirts and heading towards the bathroom to take a shower.

Nick was still asleep when she had finished getting ready half an hour later, so she decided to just leave him a note. She grabbed a pen and a writing pad before scribbling something about heading out to breakfast and asking him to text her when he woke up.

She picked up her bag, checked that all her necessities were there and headed out.

...

Not too far away lived Demi Jonas, sister of Nick Jonas, girlfriend of Joe Gray, and a part of the best friend circle with Miley. She too, like Miley was getting ready for their routinely breakfast. But unlike Miley she didn't manage to stay as quiet and ending up tripping over a shoe lying on the floor.

Joe woke with a start, but settled back into the pillows once he'd realized it was only Demi.

"Hey, babe," he said, his voice groggy with sleep.

"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to wake you up."

Joe opened one eye, "It's Ok. Breakfast with the girls?"

"Yup."

"Well, alright, I'm going back to sleep," he muttered already sounding like he was already almost all the way there, "Bring me something to eat when you get back."

Demi laughed, shaking her head. "Sure, Joe, love you, bye."

"Love you too," he said but she wondered if he was just talking in his sleep.

Demi picked up her bag and headed out of the bedroom, shutting the door carefully behind her. She picked up a few pieces of clothing scattered around in the living room and put them in the washing machine before going through newspaper briefly. Once she was done, she stepped outside of her apartment and took the elevator down before hailing a cab.

...

Selena Russo, third and final member of the best friend circle, was well aware that she was late for breakfast with her friends. It would not be the first time but the harder she tried to be on time, the later she got.

She slipped on the first things she found in her closet that looked remotely good and hurried out of her loft. She had to catch the bus on time or she would be later than ever. She hurried out and thankfully, the bus was just pulling up.

She got in and found herself a seat before pulling her cell out to check if there were any texts or calls she'd missed, like she'd done only about fifty times since she'd woken up. It was just that she was expecting to hear from Peter, the investment banker she'd gone out with two nights before. He hadn't called since and Selena was beginning to think he never might.

It was just that her dating life had been a complete disaster ever since the end of college. She was slowly starting to get tired of looking for her right guy. Either they were too arrogant, or too desperate, or way out of her league. And the "okay" guys never contacted her again. She was only twenty-four but she was beginning to feel like a hundred and twenty-four.

She shook her head, trying to get her mind cleared up, she was about to spend some quality time with her best friends.

...

Demi walked into Café Liberty, to find Miley already there sipping some coffee. She waved as soon she spotted her and hurried over to slip into the chair across from her friend.

'Hey Demi!'

'Hi Miles, Selena late as usual?'

'Uh-huh.'

'I am not late,' came a voice from behind Demi, they both looked up to see Selena standing there with her arms folded over her chest.

They laughed as Selena slipped into her seat, 'Finally someone learned how to tell time.'

The waitress came over and they ordered the same thing they ordered every Sunday morning, a stack of pancakes with lots of syrup.

'Mmm,' Miley moaned her appreciation as she bit into a piece of her pancake, 'Promise me that a hundred years from now, we would still come here, if not for our friendship, at least for the pancakes.'

'Good to know you care about me and Dems so much.'

'Oh relax; you know I love you guys. Ok, how about this, we have to give up eating pancakes forever if one of us ever stopped talking to someone at this table for some reason.'

'Do you always have to be this dramatic, Miley?' Demi asked playfully.

'Yeah,' Miley nodded in fake seriousness, 'It keeps life interesting. Now are you guys in or what?'

Selena shrugged, 'Sure.'

'Sure. You seem especially smiley today anyways,' Demi commented.

'Why wouldn't she be,' Selena cut in before Miley could say anything, 'She's marrying her dream guy. Plus, she had sex last night.'

'What!' she exclaimed, also her cheeks turning a deep shade of red was a total giveaway, 'How on earth would you know that?'

'Please, I've known you forever; I know your morning-after-sex faces,' she said nonchalantly.

'You are ridiculous,' she mumbled, pushing a piece of her breakfast in her mouth.

'Oh, am I? Ok, tell me then, that you did not get frisky with Nicky boy last night.'

'Whatever,' she rolled her eyes.

'Ah-hah!' Selena exclaimed, pointing her finger at Miley.

'Ok, that's—'

'He must be really good to make you this smiley. I mean, I can't imagine him being not good, he is hot and—'

'Selena!'

'Yes,' Demi said, 'Selena! This is my brother we're talking about here. Please spare me.'

'Fine, whatever, spoilsports.'

'You have a big mouth, what happened with Peter, did he call?' Miley asked casually.

'Yeah, no he didn't.'

'Oh, sorry sweetie' Miley said, patting Selena's arm.

'I don't even know why I try anymore. I thought we had a perfectly nice time, but I guess he didn't think so. I might as well just give up on guys.'

'Hey, you don't mean that.' Miley said and Selena shrugged.

'Demi?' Selena said suddenly, causing her to break out of her thoughts and look back at them with a smile that screamed fake, 'You Ok? You seem a bit quiet and are awfully distracted today.'

'I'm fine,' she said, plastering on another smile.

Miley narrowed her eyes, 'You sure? Everything Ok with Joe?'

'I'm fine,' she brushed off for the second time and they let it go… for the time being.

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A/N: Hey guys, I'm back. I can't explain the time I've been gone, I just needed some time off to focus on my studies and etcetera, etcetera, but what's important is that I am finally back and writing again.

This is a new story that I'm working on. It's not exactly the kind I normally write but I'm trying something different out here and I hope you guys liked it. This chapter was just and introduction, I have a lot planned for this story.

Oh, and I need suggestions for who I should write as Selena's love interest. I'm not sure, but I have a feeling he'll probably end up being an OC.

Thanks for reading, love you guys, as always. And review. :)