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Chapter 2: "Speaking to the Undead"

Miley was in her room, laying on her bed, feeling depressed. She had been getting a lot of mean, nasty calls and texts on her Hannah phone all day; all from a bunch of people who believed that awful rumor about her having sex with K Rap Rodriguez. She felt so unloved. Miley didn't know which was worse. Half her fans thinking she did terrible, horrible things, or losing her closest friend besides Lily and Oliver. Miley/Hannah had had some very good times with Traci. Despite not knowing her secret, Traci was the one who helped Hannah get used to stardom, and desensitized her so that she could act cool. Meeting other famous people was awesome, but it was so much more sentimental when she had Traci by her side. Not as much as Lola/Lily, but sentimental nonetheless. Whenever Hannah didn't have total access to everything, Traci helped her out with it. Miley was upset about her fans, and Traci may have only been one person, but with the life she lived, sometimes the cheers of many just didn't add up to the friendship of one. She knew that more than any celebrity. Now that she probably lost half her fans, how would this effect her career? Would she still have people cheering her on? Would there be quite as many people at her concerts? Would anybody buy her products anymore? (OK, that last one was kind of shallow, but it hurt!). Miley wanted whoever started that rumor deported!

Just then, Miley's Hannah phone rang. "Oh no," complained Miley. "What are they going to say about me now?" Miley answered her phone. "Look," said Miley angrily. "If you're just going to bad mouth me, then why don't you just shove your cell phone up your-..."

"WHOA!" said the voice on the other line. "Hannah! Hannah! Calm down! It's me!" It was a young guy's voice.

"Who is this?" Miley asked.

"It's Gary Rithgow!" said the guy. "Look, I just wanted to say, I acted like a jerk last night, and, now that I think about it, I think you're a sweet, sensitive, loving girl who would never go for a guy like K Rap Rodriguez."

Miley put her hand over her heart and breathed a sigh of relief. "THERE IS A GOD!" shouted Miley with her face and hands pointed at the ceiling. "Thank you, Gary, I love you for this!"

"And, to make it up to you," said Gary. "I'd like to have dinner with you."

Miley hesitated. "Uh..." said Miley. "I don't know how to say this, Gary, but...I'm a little afraid to go out in public right now."

"Oh, don't worry," said Gary. "I rented us a private place!"

"Where's that?" asked Miley.

45 minutes later, Miley had gotten dressed up as Hannah Montana, and now she was in a room of an exotic hotel. She was having dinner with Gary Rithgow. There were pictures of fruit on the wallpaper, and there was a fountain with a provocative statue of a topless mermaid. "Thanks for giving me another chance, Hannah" said Gary.

"Actually, Gary," said Hannah. "This is more like you giving me another chance."

"Hey," said Gary. "Everyone deserves another chance. Say, um, I hope you're not offended by that statue over there."

"What statue?" asked Hannah. Gary pointed at the statue of the topless mermaid and Hannah looked at it. Little did Hannah know that while her back was turned, Gary slipped something into Hannah's drink. "That?" said Hannah when she turned back to Gary. "Oh no!" said Hannah happily. "I actually think it looks hot! I mean, I happen to be bisexual."

"Woooooooo!" cheered Gary. "I kind of figured you were! With the way you act with Lola Luftnangle and Traci Vanhorn on T.V."

Hannah took a sip of her drink, and suddenly, she had this sick feeling running down her throat. She started gagging. Hannah didn't know what was wrong with her, but then Gary gave her an evil smile. Hannah gasped for air as she looked at Gary with suspicion. Gary put his hand on the bottom of his neck, and started peeling off his face, revealing it to be a mask! The face underneath the mask was...K RAP RODRIGUEZ! He laughed and said "Looks like you gon' be knocked out cold, Hannah! So I get to play with yo' hot body all I want, bitch!"

Hannah was scared and suffocating! Within seconds, she was able to breathe just fine, but she was losing energy. K Rap Rodriguez was the last thing she saw before the world around her went blurry, and she fell unconscious. Hannah was unconscious, but not completely. She started having a dream sequence. There were a bunch of swirling colors around her, then some scary music started playing. It was Marilyn Manson's "The Beautiful People." Along with the music, Hannah started seeing frightening images in front of her. The first image she saw was an image of Lily and Jackson making out. After that, she saw three clones of Franklin, Jackson's dummy, wearing Hannah Montana wigs, lip singing the words to the song. Then she saw an image of Mikayla, flying on a broomstick, cackling. Next, she saw Amber and Ashley waving scissors in her face, making cutting motions. When that image faded, she saw "The Cracker", the physical female bully from middle school, stomping towards her. The Cracker punched her in 3 X instant replay. When The Cracker disappeared, she saw Mr. Corelli, wearing a medieval dress, a viking helmet, and a blond woman's wig with pigtails, holding a music score in front of him. Mr. Corelli sung a long, loud note in the form of opera. Then Mr. Corelli zoomed into Hannah and let out a scary howl as his eyes were swirling as if he were hypnotized. Finally, the scary song started to quiet down and fade. Hannah waved her hand in front of her to see if she could wake herself up, or act in some shape or form, but she couldn't. She heard some more tender music start to play, then saw an image of herself when she was 5 years old, hopping up and down in a white rabbit costume. The image of herself started doing a chant.

"Dang flabbit!

Where's that rabbit?

He's got a habbit

Of runnin' away

Hey honey,

Where's that bunny?

He took mah' money,

That 'ain't OK

Hey hey, hey hey, bunay!

Hannah knew she was dreaming, but little did she know that it was a dream within a dream. Because when she regained conciousnes, she was not Hannah, but Miley, and she was in bed, at home, at night. Whoa, of all the nightmares she had had so far, that one was the most true to life! Miley was freaked out by how real it was! So real, she almost thought maybe it was a sign! But if so, what did it mean?Did it mean that K Rap Rodriguez himself was the one who started that rumor? Had he taken over her career? Was Hannah's celebrity status going to slip even more? Whatever it meant, whether it was a sign or not, IT SCARED HER! If there was one thing Miley hated more than horror based nightmares, it was nightmares about things she was going through in real life. Miley couldn't believe this. First there were ghosts in her house, and now this!

If what just happened was a dream, that meant all those mean, nasty phone calls and texts didn't really happen. Well, OK, maybe it wasn't all that bad.

The only thing Miley could do right now was try to get back to sleep, but she was afraid if she did that, she would start to hear that ghostly voice again. She had already heard it twice, and both in the same circumstance. It happened while she was in bed, in the middle of the night, and when she had just woken up from a nightmare. By now, these ghosts were starting to get predictable. The thing she didn't know was: When.

Miley layed awake in bed for a while, waiting for the voice. Nothing. She stayed awake for 15 minutes. To Miley's surprise, she heard something else. It was a deep rumbling noise. Miley shuddered with fear. At first, she thought it was the work of ghosts, but then the sound came again, and she knew what it was. Thunder. Miley shut her eyes. There was a third thunder boom, and it was followed by a flash of lightning. Miley trembled just above a whisper. Even with her eyes shut, the contrast between the darkness of her room and the brightness of the lightning really made her see it. 20 seconds went by, and there was another thunder boom and a flash of lightning. Miley trembled again. She thought for a moment, then suddenly, she started to feel like a big wuss. She honestly didn't know what she was so scared of. She lived in Los Angelas! It stormed every day in Los Angelas! Although, with what she had been going through lately, she couldn't help but be a little scared. Thunder and lightening with rain wasn't so bad, but thunder and lightening without rain was spooky! Miley just wished it would start to rain so it wouldn't be quite as scary.

To Miley's surprise, just as the thought occurred to her, it did start to rain. Miley could hear it, but not quite enough. With a little courage, she got out of bed, and opened her window. Miley listened to the sound of the rain fall into the ocean as she looked out the window. It was a little comforting, but she didn't smile. Once again, she wished she had Lily and Oliver with her. She would have been sure to snuggle with them very tightly. Miley would hold onto Oliver while Lily held onto her from behind, and they would just listen to the beautiful rain drops.

Listening to the rain was actually starting to make Miley thirsty. It took her even more courage to leave her room and walk into the bathroom. When she walked into the bathroom, she looked down to avoid looking in the mirror. Miley was always kind of afraid to look in the mirror at night, with the lights off, while everyone else was asleep. She always thought a ghost or something else may be looking right back at her. She took a paper cup, filled it with water, turned her back to the mirror, and drank it. She did this twice. After she threw the cup in the waste basket, she looked out the open window of the bathroom and listened to the rain. It was nice to hear the rain falling onto the many plants around her driveway.

Suddenly, Miley saw something unusual outside. Something illogical. Something that didn't make sense to see outside, at this hour, and during a storm. Miley lived in the crossed center of a T intersection, and what she saw was far down the street. Among the street lights, there was a shadowy, humanoid figure, walking towards her house, with it's arms stretched upwards, and fingers curved in a creepy form! Miley gasped as her heart started racing. She panicked for a moment, then before she knew what she was doing, she left the bathroom and into the hall, ran down the stairs, and through the living room all the way up to the front door. Miley locked the door, then did the same with the deck doors. After that, she pulled down all the shades on the windows and doors so no one could see inside the house. Finally, she ran back up the stairs, into her room, and jumped into bed and hid under the sheets. Miley hid under the sheets for 30 seconds. She slowly peaked out from under the sheets, then a loud clap of thunder came and she shrieked briefly and hid back under the sheets.

Miley stayed awake while panicking verbally for a while, waiting for the sound of someone trying to break into the house. It never came.

The Next Night...

It was 11:00 p.m. Everyone in the Stewart house was in bed, but Miley hadn't gotten to sleep yet. As Miley tried to sleep, a thought occurred to her. She forgot to do the dishes. In the Stewart house, Robbie Ray, Jackson, and Miley took turns doing the dishes every night. In the past, Jackson didn't always do this when it was his turn, and Robbie Ray really got on his case about it. Miley didn't want Robbie Ray to do the same with her, so as much as it scared her, Miley got out of bed, and exited her room. She entered the dark hallway. Not a very big room, but still kind of scary. Miley slowly walked down the dark stair case, holding onto the railing. The stairs were even darker this time, since this was at night. Slowly walking down, Miley couldn't see a damn thing. Spooky. She didn't start to get the slightest light until she was almost at the bottom, which was illuminating from the street light on the end of the driveway (and Miley's driveway was pretty long to begin with!). Miley reached the bottom and turned on the light switch at the bottom of the stairs. It didn't light up everything, so she turned on the lamp on the end table. Miley looked behind the end table to see if the lamp was plugged in. This time, it was. Oliver suggested that the loose plug she discovered before was the plug for the automatic light timer hooked up to the big lamp, which was five feet away from the small lamp. She couldn't quite remember, but Miley was pretty sure she also noticed that the outlet behind the end table was empty! Miley then turned on the big lamp.

As Miley walked into the kitchen, she remembered Oliver's reaction to her telling him about the mysterious voice she heard. "Gee, well, now that I can't explain!" Those were Oliver's exact words. "Gee, well, now that I can't explain!" Those words filled her heart with terror. Miley turned on the kitchen light and started washing the dishes. The flowing of the water created kind of a pretty sound, so it took away some of the fear Miley was feeling. Miley had seen a couple of horror movies where a slasher slaughtered a woman while she was taking a shower, which involved running water, but the way it sounded in the movies wasn't the way it sounded in real life. So, this was much better. Miley was scrubbing the dishes as peacefully as she could.

But then...something scary happened. The power went out! Miley shrieked quietly and briefly. The lights went out, and Miley heard the sound of the VCR clock going out. Unlike in horror movies, Miley had turned on the lights to try and make it less scary, but now, the darkness was beyond her control! She was in the dark. Alone. Alone in the dark. Miley trembled for a while, waiting for another scary thing to happen. Nothing happened. Miley turned off the water in the sink. She realized she had to get a source of alternative lighting. Miley slowly walked towards the living room. She took one step, two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps, and OUCH! She stubbed her toe! It hurt in a way that it stunned her, so she didn't scream or groan. Miley made very quiet groveling noises as she fell on her butt, and clutched her bare foot in pain. She found herself trying to relieve the pain by sucking on her toes. Sucking her own toes gave her a brief memory of her sucking Lily's toes the first time they hooked up. It was a little comforting, and she made a dazed smile. It didn't last very long, though. Miley was still incredibly scared. She knew what it was she crashed into, and she felt kind of stupid not remembering exactly where it was. It was the desk between the kitchen table and the living room. Miley got up, and started moving towards the storage cabinet. She put her hands in front of her to try and feel her way around. Her hands finally hit something wooden, and she knew it was the cabinet. Miley opened the cabinet and pulled out a flashlight. She turned it on and walked back toward the sink. Miley layed the flashlight down on the counter, pointed at the sink.

Just as Miley was about to turn the water back on, she noticed something underneath the dishes in the sink. Miley made a look of dismay. She lifted the dishes up, and froze with fear. She wasn't sure, but she almost swore what she saw looked like...blood. Oh no...this was scary...where did that come from? It was like someone shoved their hand down the garbage disposal! Either that, or planted there by ghosts! There was no logical explanation for this!

Or was there? Miley picked up the flashlight, turned around, and looked at the kitchen table. She hadn't eaten dinner with her family that night, because she was at a Hannah Montana concert (which was surprisingly packed). The table hadn't been cleared, and Miley took a look at the contents on the table. There was a bag of hot dog buns, a tray with a few tater tots, cheese wrappers, and...sure enough, a bottle of ketchup. One of the meals Miley's family had was bratwurst, served with tater tots covered in ketchup. Miley wiped her forehead and breathed a dire sigh of relief. Of course! It was just ketchup! Miley knew that! Yeah, there was a logical explanation!

But the terror wasn't over yet. Meanwhile, over in the back of the living room, something was...moving. It was a mouse. It had climbed onto the piano, all the way onto the edge of the bed of the piano. It walked all the way up to the stick that was holding up the piano's cover. The mouse's path was blocked, so it jumped off the piano onto the floor. As it jumped off the piano, it knocked down the stick, causing the piano's lid to SLAM DOWN, and sent a long, loud, haunting tune that echoed throughout the house!

Miley screamed bloody murder! After Miley screamed, she heard quick footsteps! She was half expecting for there to be a slasher in a scary costume running towards her in the dark, but instead, she saw a flashing light shining, and her dad's voice yell "WHAT'S GOIN' ON? WHAT WAS THAT NOISE? WHAT ARE YA' SCARED OF, BUD?" Sure enough, it was Robbie Ray swinging his light-up raccoon, Buster. Robbie Ray faced and pointed the raccoon at Miley.

Miley squinted in dismay with her teeth showing. "As if I wasn't scared enough already!" said Miley sarcastically.

Robbie Ray rolled his eyes. "So what happened?" asked Robbie Ray.

"That noise!" said Miley. "It scared the hell out of me! It sounded like...the piano!"

"That's funny," said Robbie Ray. "How come the lights don't work?"

"The power is out, dad" said Miley.

Suddenly, Jackson came running down the stairs and into the kitchen swinging a baseball bat. "WHERE IS HE?" yelled Jackson. "WHERE'S THE BURGLAR? I'LL GET 'IM!"

Miley frowned and started a slow clap. "My hero!" said Miley sarcastically.

"Good night nurse nickel!" said Robbie Ray to Miley. "What are ya' doin' downstairs, bud?"

"I'm sorry, daddy," said Miley a little more sensitively. "I forgot to do the dishes. I was washing the dishes, then the power went out, so I had to get a flashlight, and then...the piano's lid must have fallen down!"

"Awww no," complained Robbie Ray looking towards the living room. "Somethin' tells me we got another mouse in the house. Idunno' how hard it's gonna' be to catch this one."

"Ooo!" said Miley. "I just thought of a perfect name for this mouse! 'Stephanie.'"

"Man, yer' sexist!" said Jackson. "How come we can't give it a guy's name for a change?"

Miley smiled. "OK," said Miley. "How about 'Jackson'?"

The next day, Miley and Lily were on the beach, sitting at a picnic table. Lily had an issue of Popstar magazine in front of her. "I still can't believe half my fans think I had sex with K Rap Rodriguez" complained Miley. "I'm not even in the same category as him! That's out of character for me!"

"Yeah!" said Lily. "I mean, your fans love you not just for how you look, but for who you are. K Rap Rodriguez fans would probably just look for a good place to stick their dics!"

"It's a good thing my concert last night was pretty packed," said Miley. "But how do I know what all of my fans truly think?"

"Well," said Lily. "I've read a bit of the latest issue of Popstar magazine, and it says 'The polls have started. Tell us what you think! Did Hannah Montana have sex with K Rap Rodriguez?' 64 percent say..." Lily's voice turned grim. "Yes" said Lily finishing her last sentence.

"OH COME ON!" complained Miley looking up at the sky. There was a brief pause "Well," said Miley sensitively. "You believe me, don't you, Lily?"

Lily put her hands on Miley's shoulders. "Of course I believe you, Miley," said Lily gently. "You would never go for K Rap whatever-his-first-name-is. Besides, you and I are so close, you would never be able to have sex with someone else without me knowing about it."

Miley suddenly got a painful feeling in her stomach. She smiled squeamishly. "Yeah!" said Miley nervously. "We're...really close! We tell each other everything, don't we?"

"Come here, Miley" said Lily. With that, Miley and Lily hugged. With her face behind Lily's back, Miley made a very painful expression.

That night, at the Stewart house, everyone was in bed. Once again, Miley wasn't fast asleep yet. After trying to get to sleep for a while, Miley opened her eyes. She looked around the room. She thought for a moment, then found herself getting out of bed and going into the hall. Miley slowly walked down the dark stairs. She reached the bottom, and walked into the living room. Miley had no idea why she was down there or why she left the lights off, but she was somehow doing it out of a gut instinct. She walked into the kitchen. She walked over to the sink and turned on the little light just above the sink (which didn't light up the room very much). Miley looked out the window above the sink for a while. All she saw was darkness. It was too dark to even see the sidewalk, trees, or plants, so she was pretty much looking at nothing.

Suddenly, Miley looked to her left, and SCREAMED! There was writing on the wall! Text written in BLOOD! This time, she was sure it really was blood! The bloody text read: I know what you did 4 months ago. There was definitely no logical explanation for this! Miley was about to run upstairs and tell Robbie Ray about this, but when she turned around, she screamed again!

Just beyond the kitchen table, there was...Lily. Lily didn't scream along with Miley. She just stared at her with a cold look. "Lily!" said Miley frightened. "What are you doing here at this hour? You should be in bed now! How did you get in here without anyone hearing you?"

"The question is," said Lily in a very cold hearted tone. "Why did you do it?" Uh oh. Why did you do it? That made Miley start thinking about the bloody message. Miley's heart started racing faster than 12 galloping horses. "I am your long time BFF, and now girlfriend" said Lily. "But just who is...your real girlfriend?"

Miley hesitated in fear. As she looked at Lily, she noticed Lily had one hand behind her back. "Why, you're my real girlfriend, Lily!" said Miley still scared. "You're the only girlfriend I've ever had! It's you!"

"Me or Ashley Tisdale?" said Lily accusingly. Miley shrieked briefly. There was a boom of thunder and a flash of lightening outside. "You had sex with another girl before me!" said Lily. "Now you must DIE!" With that, Lily took her hand out from behind her back and held up a MEAT CLEAVER! Which already had blood on it! There was a loud clap of thunder and a flash of lightening.

Miley screamed in terror as Lily lunged towards her and swung the meat cleaver. Lily missed. Lily chased Miley around and around the counter several times, then Lily tried to outfox Miley by going the other way, and they both looked at each other, trying to go the right way to catch or escape the other. Miley screamed again and ran into the living room and up the stairs. Lily swung the meat cleaver at Miley again on her way up the stairs, but missed. When she reached to top of the stairs, Miley ran into Robbie Ray's room to get his attention, so he could rescue her from her from her insane girlfriend! Miley jumped onto Robbie Ray's bed, but HE WASN'T THERE! "Aaaarrrggghhh!" snarled Lily aggresiveley as she jumped on the bed. Lily took another swing at Miley as Miley jumped off the bed, and Lily missed again. But then, Lily tackled Miley to the floor! Miley was trapped!

Lily turned Miley onto her back. "Lily!" screamed Miley. "You can't do this! This is insane! I'm your BFF! I'm your girlfriend! I LOVE YOU! After everything we've been through?"

"Apparently that doesn't mean much to you anymore!" yelled Lily as she raised the meat cleaver above Miley's head.

"WAIT!" pleaded Miley. "What if I were to give you some of my Hannah Montana clothes?"

Lily froze. "Really?" said Lily calmly as she slowly lowered the meat cleaver. "Say, that's actually a very generous offer! EE!" said Lily blissfully. There was a boom of thunder. But then Lily's expression changed back. "But I'm far too upset to think about clothes right now!" said Lily hostily. "You broke my heart, and now you must pay!" Miley screamed as Lily swung the meat cleaver down at Miley's face!

The instant the meat cleaver hit Miley's face, Miley suddenly wasn't in her dad's room, she was in her own, and Lily was nowhere in sight. She was in bed. Miley sat up and was choking and coughing for a while. At the same time, her heart was still racing, and worst of all, she actually felt like there were ants crawling around inside her brain! Miley clutched her head in pain. It took her about three minutes for her to get over all of these symptoms.

GOOD GOD! That was the worst nightmare she had yet! Her best friend! Her girlfriend! Trying to kill her! She was better off with the four legged monster! What Lily said to Miley the previous day must have really gotten to her (that, combined with the ghosts in her house). "Besides, you and I are so close, you would never be able to have sex with someone else without me knowing about it." Those words were so tender, yet, they gave her nightmares. It wasn't that she liked Ashley Tisdale better, Miley/Hannah was just trying to have a little fun, so she acted on impulse. Plus, up to that day, Miley and Lily were straight! Neither of them ever had any idea that they would ever have feelings for the same sex. This guilt was driving Miley insane. She didn't know which was worse; having sex with another girl before Lily, or just not telling Lily. Right now, Miley was starting to wish it never happened. Well, OK, she wouldn't take back having sex with Jake Ryan, but Miley wished she never had sex with Ashley Tisdale.

She had kept this a secret for far too long. It was time to tell Lily the truth. Miley thought to herself "YA' THINK?"

The next day, Miley was on the beach, standing in the sand, eating a taco. So many horrible things had been going on lately. Believing in ghosts, the rumor about her having sex with K Rap Rodriguez, and the guilt about lying to Lily. Everything was wrong. With the way Miley was feeling, the taco she was eating was just about the closest thing to comfort she had.

Suddenly, Lily came up to her from behind and said "Hi, Miley!" Miley screamed briefly and dropped her taco in the sand. Miley looked over her shoulder. "What? What?" said Lily in a concerned, panicky tone. "It's me! Lily! Your girlfriend! What are you so scared of?"

Miley breathed a sigh of relief and turned around. "I'm sorry, Lily," said Miley half tearful. "But those ghosts in my house are really going to my head." And that wasn't a lie. The things Miley was going through in her personal life weren't the only things she blamed for her nightmares. With the idea that her house was haunted, she also blamed the ghosts.

"Hoh..." said Lily sensitively as she mad the sad puppy face. "You know Miley, I don't care whether I believe you or not, I hate to see you suffering like this." Miley frowned with a sad expression. Lily put her arm around Miley. "Come on," said Lily with a comforting smile. "Let's go sit down and we'll talk about it."

Miley and Lily went over to a picnic table and sat down. There was a moment of silence between them. "Lily..." said Miley.

"Yeah?" said Lily.

"There's something I need to tell you..." said Miley. "And I'm not sure how you're going to feel about it."

"Well, come on," said Lily. "You already told me you believe in ghosts, so how bad can this be?"

"I don't know," said Miley. "It might be bad."

"Well, come on, Miley!" said Lily reassuringly as she put her hand on Miley's. "I'm your girlfriend! You can tell me anything!"

Miley took a deep breath. "Lily..." said Miley. "I..."

"Hey, Miley!" interrupted Oliver as he just arrived on the scene. "I've got a great idea on what we can do about your ghost problem!"

Miley looked up at the sky, with her teeth clenched and eyebrows slanted, and waved her hands with her palms pointed up. "I'm sorry, Oliver," said Miley. "What did you say?"

"I said," said Oliver. "I know what we can do about the ghosts in your house!"

Miley gave Oliver a fat lip frown. "What's that? Call the Ghostbusters?" said Miley sarcastically.

"The only way to keep a ghost from haunting you," stated Oliver. "Is to...understand the ghost."

"How?" said Miley growing impatient.

"By..." stated Oliver. "Communicating with it."

Miley was lost. "Well, gee, how am I going to do that?" said Miley in a smart ass tone. "Being haunted by a ghost is like...being a celebrity! Which I am. They know your name, but you don't know theirs. And when you have ghosts in your house, they can see you, but you can't see them!"

There was a brief pause. "Miley," said Oliver. "It takes some kind of psychic to communicate with ghosts. I know someone who isn't exactly psychic, but he acts kind of crazy, so he's pretty close."

"Who?" asked Miley.

Oliver held his index finger up. "It just so happens," stated Oliver. "That, Mr. Corelli also believes in ghosts!"

"AH!" Lily exclaimed in a high pitched tone. "Oh my god! At his age?" said Lily in a ridiculing tone.

"Seriously!" said Oliver. "He's told me a couple of stories about encountering unexplained phenomenon and messing with the unknown!"

"Well," said Lily. "That explains a lot, because I always kind of thought he was the unknown!"

"Uh, no, Lily," said Miley. "You're thinking of Jackson's room!"

"Come on, Miley," said Oliver. "If you're really desperate, why don't you give him a chance?" Miley frowned angrily and rested her chin on her hand.

Miley agreed to have Mr. Corelli come to her house to try to "communicate with the ghosts." (even though she thought it was a stupid idea) One thing Miley had to do was make sure neither Robbie Ray, nor Jackson knew about this, so she had to schedule this on a day that Robbie Ray and Jackson weren't home. The next night, Robbie Ray and Jackson were gone, and Miley answered the door in her living room. Lily and Oliver were there, but she didn't see Mr. Corelli. "Where's Mr. Corelli?" asked Miley.

"Don't worry," said Oliver. "He's right behind us, he's coming."

"Hope you don't think it's too awkward having a teacher come to your house" said Lily.

Just then, Mr. Corelli came up from behind Lily and Oliver. He was wearing a psychic turban and a mystical robe. "I knew you lived here!" said Mr. Corelli.

"It's a little awkward already" said Miley.

Everyone else came into the house. "OK," said Mr. Corelli. "The fist thing I need to do is..." Mr. Corelli suddenly reached under his robe and pulled out a crystal ball! "Whip out my crystal ball!" said Mr. Corelli finishing his last sentence.

Lily and Oliver's eyes widened. "How did you do that?" said Lily surprised. "Are you a magician too?"

"Uh, no," said Mr. Corelli. "I've been holding it under my robe the whole car ride. Didn't you notice?" Oliver and Lily were dumbfounded. "Next," said Mr. Corelli. "We need to place the crystal ball on the table" said Mr. Corelli placing the crystal ball on the kitchen table. "Like so."

"Hmm, thanks," said Miley sarcastically. "I didn't know how to do that."

"Now," said Mr. Corelli. "We light some candles." Mr. Corelli reached under his robe and pulled out two candles that were in holders!

Lily and Oliver's eyes widened partially. "Let me guess," said Oliver. "You've been holding those under your robe the whole car ride?"

"No," said Mr. Corelli. "Actually," Mr. Corelli opened up half his robe. "I've got this industrial size pocket!"

Mr. Corelli placed the candles on the table as Miley, Lily, and Oliver sat down at the table. Mr. Corelli pulled a box of matches out of his pants pocket that said "Lucky Duck" on it, with a picture of a duck. "SAY!" said Lily. "Those are the same kind of matches Abby Jensen used for her birthday wishes in the movie '16 Wishes'!"

"Really?" said Mr. Corelli. "Because I'm more than just a psychic! I can also be a genie!" Mr. Corelli crossed his arms. "Your wish is my command!" he said facing Miley.

"O-kay," said Miley. "I wish to be rid of the ghosts in my house!"

Mr. Corelli shrugged and nodded with his head sideways as if he were to say "Fair enough." With that, he lit the candles. "And we're going to have to shut off the lights" said Mr. Corelli. Mr. Corelli shut off the kitchen light, then when he went to shut off the living room lights, suddenly, all the nearby lights shut off by themselves! Everyone screamed. "Looks like the ghosts...are a step ahead of us!" said Mr. Corelli frightened.

"Miley...what just happened?" said Lily in a frightened, accusatory voice.

"I told you, Lily!" said Miley frightened as well. "My house is haunted!"

"No...oh no," said Lily. "It can't really be haunted!"

Mr. Corelli sat down at the table. "We'd better get on with this before the ghosts really start to haunt us" said Mr. Corelli. "We now must join hands." Everyone at the table held hands in the form of a circle. There was a moment of silence.

"Now what?" asked Miley.

"We must close our eyes," said Mr. Corelli. "And I will speak to the ghosts." Everyone closed their eyes. There was a brief moment of silence. "Oh mighty spirit or spirits of the Stewart house," said Mr. Corelli slowly. "We have reason to believe you exist. The only occupant of this house who notices you, Miley, has been experiencing out of the ordinary events. She is very terrified, and she fears for her life. We need some answers. So please, tell us who you are, and why you are here."

Mr. Corelli then started muttering indistinctly. He was doing it very quietly and quickly, and no one could make out what he was saying. "What are you doing?" asked Oliver opening his eyes.

Mr. Corelli opened his eyes and looked at Oliver. "I'm picking up the ghost's answering machine" said Mr. Corelli.

Miley opened her eyes and gave Mr. Corelli a disgusted look. "Sweet niblets!" said Miley. "Mr. Corelli, I respect you as a teacher, but right now, how am I supposed to take you seriously?"

Suddenly, the candles on the table went out! This was followed by a noise that sounded like some kind of weird, loud, echoing drum! Everyone screamed. After about four seconds, the candles re-ignited by themselves! Everyone stared at the candles in fear. When the candles came back on, Lily and Oliver were hugging each other. "How's that for serious?" said Mr. Corelli with his eyes widened. There was a moment of silence. "Let's join hands again" said Mr. Corelli. Everyone joined hands again and closed their eyes. "Ghost or ghosts of the Stewart house," said Mr. Corelli. "You have demonstrated your presence."

"Ya' think?" interrupted Miley.

"We are now in dire need of answers to our problems" said Mr. Corelli. "We ask that you reveal your identity. We ask you give us an explanation. Who are you? Why are you here? Why have you been haunting Miley? Why have you been haunting Miley and no one else in the house? What are your intentions? What are your beliefs? Describe your feelings. Tell us, and perhaps we can reach a compromise."

Suddenly, Mr. Corelli's crystal ball started to glow! It was glowing green, and made a loud energy noise! Then, a picture started to form on it. There were black globs sloshing and contorting all around it in many different shapes and sizes while the crystal ball made loud sounds similar to wind blowing! This time, ironically, everyone except Miley screamed. Miley looked offended. After the crystal ball stopped all of it's animation, glowing, and noises, Miley yelled "Mr. Corelli, is this your idea of some kind of joke?"

"I'm not doing it!" said Mr. Corelli. "Honest!"

"You think this doesn't make sense?" said Miley. "There's a logical explanation for this! You want to hear about unexplained phenomenon? Think about all the things that happen at my house when you guys aren't here! This crystal ball is obviously electronic!"

"Miley," said Mr. Corelli in fear. "That's impossible! There aren't any buttons or switches on it!"

"Yeah right!" said Miley picking up the crystal ball. "I'll bet there's a button or switch on here somewhere!" Miley then started aggressively examining the crystal ball. But she couldn't find any buttons, switches, or any other evidence of it being electronic! "You know what?" said Miley without losing her composure. "I'll bet it's got a motion sensor!"

Still frightened and sharing a hug with Lily, Oliver said "Miley, you just moved your hands all over it and it didn't activate!"

"Oh come on!" said Miley. Miley turned to Mr. Corelli. "This is nothing but a high tech crystal ball, that you got at one of those Halloween stores!"

Suddenly, the crystal ball, still in Miley's hands, started glowing again. This time, there was a picture of a female zombie on it! The zombie said "Miley! Miley! Miley!" This phased Miley briefly. Still holding onto Oliver in fear, Lily said "No, something he got at the store wouldn't do that!"

The crystal ball stopped animating. Miley looked at Mr. Corelli. "How do I know there isn't some kind of recording device?" accused Miley. "How do I know you didn't put that on there?"

"Um, Miley..." said Mr. Corelli in panic. "The crystal ball just called you out. I...never planned...on you accusing me of playing a joke on you!"

Miley's eyes widened, then she looked at the crystal ball. A picture of a skeleton with glowing eyes appeared on it, which snapped at her with it's teeth twice. Miley screamed and dropped the crystal ball on the table. Everyone screamed as the crystal ball started making a whole bunch of swirly lights and scary, loud noises for about 12 seconds. After that, suddenly it stopped. Everyone stopped screaming as there was a brief moment of silence. Then, to everyone's surprise, the lights came back on! "WOO!" everyone exclaimed in shock. "What happened?" asked Miley calming down.

"I guess...the scary part is over" said Mr. Corelli.

"Well, yeah, but...now what do we do?" said Miley. "The ghosts didn't tell us anything! All they did was say my name three times!"

Mr. Corelli thought for a moment. "I guess the only thing we can do is try again" said Mr. Corelli. With that, Mr. Corelli turned all the lights off (and this time the ghosts didn't beat him to it), and they all did the seance over again. But there was no response. They tried it again, and this time Mr. Corelli chanted a few mystical words he read in an arcane book. But there was still no response. After a while, Mr. Corelli gave up. "Well, Miley," said Mr. Corelli. "I don't know what to tell you. The ghosts are ignoring us now."

"Then what do I do?" said Miley half tearful.

"I'll have to do a little research," said Mr. Corelli. "And then I'll come back later and see what I can do. And I may or may not have time to do the research, with all the papers I need to grade and students I have to deal with."

"What do I do until then?" asked Miley.

Mr. Corelli reached into his robe pocket and pulled out a wall decoration with suction cups on it. "Here," he said. "This is called a shadow repeller. In Africa, people believe this, temporarily, drives away evil spirits."

"Temporarily?" said Miley groveling. "How long is that?"

"Oh, about..." said Mr. Corelli. "Two weeks. Just, hang it in your room." Mr. Corelli handed Miley the "artifact" and walked towards the door. "Until then, I'll see you at school."

Mr. Corelli left the house. There was a moment of silence. "So," said Oliver quietly. "Looks like we'll have to try it again some other time."

"Yeah," said Lily quietly. "Until then, I guess we'll be on our way." With that, Lily and Oliver headed for the door.

"NO! STOP!" pleaded Miley. "Please don't leave me all alone here with the ghosts!" said Miley fully tearful.

Lily and Oliver stopped, and turned around as emotion suddenly started to build in the room. They walked up to Miley with sad expressions and both gave Miley a tender hug at the same time. "OK, Miley muffin," said Oliver gently. "We'll stay. We'll spend the night." Oliver gave Miley a kiss on the cheek.

"Yeah," said Lily sadly. "If anything scary happens, we'll all be in it together. And by the way..." Miley looked into Lily's eyes. "I am so sorry I didn't believe you" said Lily. Miley made a pouty expression and hugged Lily tightly as a sign of pure forgiveness. Before too long, they were all holding each other tightly.

Miley loved Lily and Oliver, and she needed them now more than ever. She just hoped they would be with her until she got to the bottom of this nightmarish occurance.

The next night, there was a Hannah Montana concert going on in Hollywood. Hannah was singing one of the songs she once sang in Tennessee.

You can change your hair and you can change your clothes

You can change your mind, that's just the way it goes

You can say goodbye and you can say hello

But you'll always find your way back home

You can change your style and you can change your jeans

You can learn to fly and you can chase your dreams

You can laugh and cry, but everybody knows

That you'll always find your way back home

When the concert was over, Hannah was in a different part of the studio, signing autographs for the fans. Hannah finished singing and autograph for the 13th fan. "Thank you!" said the guy she singed for.

Hannah turned to the crowd. "I'm sorry," said Hannah. "But I can't give you all autographs." The other fans groaned.

"But you'd better give all of us an explanation!" said a familiar voice. Hannah looked in the direction of the voice and saw MTV's Hillary Burton, followed by a bunch of other young people. They came up to Hannah. "Hi, Hannah," said Hillary. "I'm Hillary Burton, and I'm with a bunch of former Hannah Montana fans who are very upset about you having sex with K Rap Rodriguez. They need some answers. So, my first question is, why did you have sex with K Rap Rodriguez?"

Hannah scoffed. "Simple! I didn't!" said Hannah.

"A likely story" said Hillary. "How do you explain being seen walking out of a hotel room with him?"

"Look," said Hannah. "I don't know who that guy at the party heard that from, but it never happened!"

"Please tell us how you met-..." said Hillary.

Before Hillary could finish, Hannah covered her ears. "Lalalalalalalala!" sang Hannah as she quickly walked away.

"Get her!" yelled one of the angry fans. Within seconds, the angry fans and Hillary Burton were chasing Hannah through the studio. Hannah ran for her dignity as fast as she could. Hannah was used to being chased by a bunch of people, but not people who were upset at her!

Hannah rounded the next corner, and saw Roxy standing just outside her dressing room. Hannah ran up to Roxy and put her hands on Roxy's arms. "Oh, Roxy!" panicked Hannah. "Am I glad to see you!"

"Go on and get in your dressing room and I'll hold 'em off!" said Roxy. Hannah quickly entered her dressing room. Outside her dressing room, the fans made a big wall to try to push Roxy out of the way, and Roxy tried to push them back with all her might. In the process, she accidentally pressed her hands into Hillary Burton's boobs!

"Hey!" yelled Hillary. Hillary raised her microphone as if she were about to beat Roxy over the head with it, then Roxy gave her a nasty look.

"You really wanna' go there?" threatened Roxy. Hillary lowered her microphone in fear.

In Hannah's dressing room, Hannah was huffing and puffing a bit. When she caught her breath, she walked around the room helplessly. This was terrible. She was now being attacked by angry fans (angry former fans!) who were about to make her job a lot harder. People still believed the rumor that she had sex with that asshole. She kept denying it, but they wouldn't listen to her! Hannah was losing her fans, and she had already lost a friend. "How am I going to get out of here?" said Hannah out loud. Hannah looked around the room. She saw a window that she knew she could squeeze out of. But then she had second thoughts. "No," said Hannah. "What good will that do? I can't just run forever, I've got to face them some time." Hannah gathered her thoughts. She honestly thought people would be saying mean, nasty things to her for what she did at Traci's last party, but instead, they were trash talking her for something else (something she didn't even do!). Did 64 % of her fans really think she would have sex with someone who went against everything she believed in? Why? She had read in the latest issue of Bop magazine that people were saying "Everyone has a dirty side." That was very true, but to Hannah, and everyone else she deemed lovable, there was a difference between dirty and mean. In a sense, Hannah didn't believe in having sex with someone just because she liked the way they looked. She had wanted to do that at one time or another, but if she had any idea that that person was "evil", she would never do it. K Rap Rodriguez didn't deserve a hot, sexy girl like her. Not as a girlfriend, not as a conquest. Hannah was into sensitive guys (and girls).

Hannah walked into the bathroom of her dressing room. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was so pretty, yet, with the way people were treating her, she somehow didn't like what she saw. Hannah turned on the sink and started washing her face. She also washed her forehead, and in the process, she accidentally knocked off her wig, and it fell into the sink! Revealing her as Miley! Miley quickly reached to turn off the water, but when she did that, she accidentally knocked a bottle of some kind of purple liquid into the sink, spilling it all over her Hannah wig! "NO!" screamed Miley as she turned off the water. "No! No!" Her Hannah wig was wet, and now, part of it was purple!

Miley tried to wash out the purple, but to her dismay, it didn't come off! "NOOOOOOOOO!" screamed Miley. She walked back out of the bathroom, listening to all the screaming and pounding on the door outside her dressing room. She was trapped. Trapped like a rat. Her fans were mad at her, and now, if she left her dressing room, they would find out that she was really Miley Stewart! Before, Miley honestly didn't think things could get any worse, but now, they had. This was the end. The end of her career, and her normal life. Miley just wished some one would come along and get her out of this.

Just as the thought occurred to Miley, suddenly...she heard a voice. A voice that seemed to come from inside her dressing room. "Miley" said the voice. Miley gasped. "Miley, can you hear me? I'm here" said the voice. It was the same voice she heard before in the middle of the night!

Miley looked around the room in fear. "Who are you?" called Miley loudly. "What are you? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? I have just about had it with all these scary mind games! Show yourself!"

Suddenly, Miley received the shock of her life. Right in front of her, she saw...A TRANSPARENT IMAGE OF HER MOM! Miley screamed long and loud! "Now now, Miley" said the image gently. "There's no need to frightened. I'm your mamma! I would never do anythang' to hurt you."

"Mom?" said Miley in fear. "No! It can't be! It can't be you! You can't be here! You're dead!"

"I'm a ghost, darlin'" said the image still gently. "And I've come back to save you."

"Save me or haunt me?" said Miley still scared. Miley couldn't believe this. She started believing in ghosts a week ago, and now she actually saw a ghost right before her very eyes! She was talking to a ghost! And not just any ghost, the ghost of her dead mom!

"Well, gee," said the ghost of Mrs. Stewart. "When ya' say the word 'haunt', ya' make it sound so bad." There was a very brief pause. "Miley," said Mrs. Stewart. "I can see yer' in a lotta' trouble right now. Yer' at the end of yer' rope, and you jus' don't know what to do. Ya' know what the biggest thang' about it is?"

"What?" said Miley still frightened.

"Since I'm from beyond the grave, I knew it was gonna' happen. So I wanted ta' do somethin' about it. Ya' know that mysterious voice you heard in the middle of the night?" Miley just trembled. "That was me" said Mrs. Stewart. "I tried to warn you about this, sweet pea, butcha' didn't answer!"

"I'm sorry mamma!" said Miley tearfully. "I was scared!"

"Welllll," said Mrs. Stewart tenderly. "That's only natural."

"Why did you make all those scary things happen around my house?" cried Miley.

"I'm afraid those are just things that happen in the presence of ghosts, dumplin'," said Mrs. Stewart. "Good or evil. When I spoke to you, this was what I meant when I said you were in danger and that you had to be ready." There was a brief pause.

"So..." said Miley in tears. "It was you all along! You came back from the dead to help me!"

"Uh huh" said Mrs. Stewart. "This is one of yer' biggest challenges in life, and I knew you couldn't do it alone. Daddy doesn't know what ta' do, so I had ta' come along. See? Even now that I've died, I'm still lookin' out for you."

"I miss you, mommy!" cried Miley.

"I miss you too, sponge cake" said Mrs. Stewart.

"Mom," said Miley. "If I hug you right now, will I go through you?"

Mrs. Stewart opened her arms. "Not if I hug you back" said Mrs. Stewart. "Ghosts can act upon people or objects if they choose to." With that, Miley and her ghostly mom shared a warm, tight, tender, loving hug. That was another thing Miley missed, her mom's hugs; and now, she didn't have to just think about her. She was really there.

"But what do I do, mamma?" said Miley tearfully after the hug parted. "How do I get out of this?"

"Miley," said Mrs. Stewart in a reasoning tone. "You may think you can't handle this, but just look at all that's happened! Look at how far you've come! You're in a Hollywood dressin' room, for god's sake! Half yer' fans may be purty' upset at you now, but they've loved you for such a long time! You've attained so much fame and popularity. You've been meetin' famous people who love you too. You had sex with Jake Ryan and Ashley Tisdale! Safe sex! And that's only one improvement of yer' love life. You got through to daddy about bein' over protective of you, and now he's givin' you more freedom. Yer' two long time friends, Oliver and Lily, are now yer' boyfriend and girlfriend! Ya' had safe sex with them too! Plus, you've made friends with Joanie Pulumbo and Lisa Bower! Jus' ta' think Joanie is a girl you and Lily used to hate! Makin' friends with former enemies? Now that's a real accomplishment! If you can do all that, then I'll betcha' by god you can do this. Miley, there's always gonna' be one time in yer' life or another, that there's somethin' you think you can't handle. All ya' gotta' do is...think about everythang' you've done so far."

"Wow," cried Miley. "It's so good to know you can see me now. And you're really here now! It's almost like you're alive!" There was a brief pause as Mrs. Stewart gave Miley a warm smile. "But mamma," said Miley. "My fans and those reporters won't listen to me! I keep denying that rumor, but they don't believe me! They just keep going on and on about it!"

"Miley," said Mrs. Stewart. "All ya' have to do is say what's in your heart. You were capable of handling this on your own all along, I jus' needed to remind you. I think maybe they'll listen to you now."

Miley gave her mom a tearful smile. "I love you, mama" said Miley. They shared one more hug.

"I love you too, sweet pea" said Mrs. Stewart.

"But what about my wig?" said Miley. "It's all wet and died purple!"

Mrs. Stewart smiled. "There's one more thang' I've done for you" said Mrs. Stewart.

"What?" asked Miley.

Mrs. Stewart gestured towards a dresser in the room. "Look in the top drawer of that dresser" said Mrs. Stewart.

Miley walked over to the dresser, opened the top drawer, and pulled out another Hannah Montana wig! Miley gasped. "Thank you, mom!" said Miley. "You've really saved me!"

"Have a nice life, sweet pea!" said Mrs. Stewart. With that, she waved goodbye, and the ghost of Mrs. Stewart started to vanish.

"Goodbye, mom!" yelled Miley after her mom vanished. "I'll never forget you!" Miley put her hand over her heart with a look of passion for a moment. She put on the backup Hannah wig, thus becoming Hannah again. Hannah took a deep breath. It was time to face those angry fans and reporters. Hannah remembered what the ghost of her mom said "All ya' have to do is say what's in your heart."

She walked towards the door and opened it. All the people started making a big fuss over her coming out. Roxy desperately tried to keep them back. "OK people!" yelled Hannah. "Stop the pushing, shoving, screaming, and yelling!" Everyone started to calm down. "Roxy, you may step aside" said Hannah. Roxy stepped aside.

Hannah noticed there was also a camera man nearby. Hillary Burton came up to Hannah with her microphone. "OK, Hannah," said Hillary. "Don't run away this time. I want the inside story on how you met and slept with K Rap Rodriguez."

Hillary stuck the microphone in Hannah's face. "First of all," said Hannah. "Those tabloid writers are trash, and secondly, Hillary, why are you always so obsessed with other people's private lives? Don't you have a life of your own?"

"Woooooooo..." said everyone else offendedly.

"Uh, Hannah," said Hillary not losing her cool. "This isn't about me, this is about you."

"Oh yeah!" said Hannah sarcastically. "Whatever keeps people from finding out about your vibrator!"

All the fans started yelling at Hannah in anger. The yelling subsided after about seven seconds. "Hannah," said Hillary. "What is with you? You're acting like Avril Lavigne!"

"Yes," said Hannah. "And I would appreciate it if you wouldn't advertise her in my documentary!" This time, the fans cheered! "Avril Lavigne is a bitch" said Hannah. "She's not in the same category as me" said Hannah more assertively. "She goes against everything I believe in, just like K Rap Rodriguez." Hannah turned to her fans. "If you really are my fans," said Hannah. "You know me well enough to know that I would never even get anywhere near a celebrity like that. Not on purpose, at least. Rodriguez's music is very mean and cold hearted. My general purpose in life is to be sweet and tender, and to tare down anyone who gets in the way of it. At one time or another, I have wanted to have sex with some one just because I like the way they look, but if I have any idea that that person is mean, I would never want to. So...that is why...the rumor...is false."

Suddenly, along came a voice from the other side of the hallway. "PA-YOW!" said the voice. "Gather round like field mice and roll out the red carpet, 'cuz' the big boss man is here!" Everyone was surprised to see that it was none other than K RAP RODRIGUEZ HIMSELF!

"BOOOOOOOOOO!" said the former Hannah fans.

"Listan'"said Rodriguez to the former Hannah fans. "You got two choices, you can eitha' eat shit, or praise the dog here for shovin' his rocket right inta' the docking bay of Hannah Montana!"

"EEEEEEWWWWWW!" said the former Hannah fans.

"K Rap Rodriguez!" said Hillary Burton surprised. "What are you doing at a Hannah Montana concert?"

"I say!" said Rodriguez. "I came by to see mah' former lover!" said Rodriguez as he gave Hannah the eye. "But lemme' tell you," said Rodriguez turning back to Hillary. "I'm also inta' hot, brunette reporters!"

Hillary laughed nervously. "Um," said Hillary. "With all do respect, there's a time and place for everything, but I'm mainly here to interview Hannah Montana. I'm asking her for the story on how she and you hooked up, and she denies it ever happened."

K Rap Rodriguez turned to Hannah. "Whatsamatta', Hannah?" said Rodriguez. "You don't rememba'? How many people do you sleep with anyway?"

"Close your eyes, and maybe I'll remember" said Hannah flirtatiously.

"WHAT?" the fans exclaimed. K Rap Rodriguez closed his eyes and puckered up his lips. Hannah held her index finger up to her fans as if she were to say "Wait for it." Hannah snatched a soda away from one of the fans, pulled off the lid, and poured it on K Rap Rodriguez's head! The fans cheered Hannah!

"What?" complained Rodriguez. "You didn't like the way I sucked your tits?"

"Suck on this!" said Hannah. With that, she gave Rodriguez the finger. The fans cheered as K Rap Rodriguez left the area.

"HANNAH! HANNAH! HANNAH! HANNAH! HANNAH! HANNAH!" the fans cheered in redemption.

Hannah then started singing into Hillary Burton's microphone.

Your a true-hue-hue-hue friend

Your here 'till the end

You pull me aside when somethin' 'aint' right

Comfort me now and into the night

No need to pretend,

In the next part, Hillary sang along with Hannah.

A true-hue-hue-hue friend

Your here 'till the end

You pull me aside when somethin' 'aint' right

Comfort me now and into the night

'Till it's all right again

Your true friend

Your true-hue friend

Your true friend

At this moment, that was what Robbie Ray was watching on t.v. with Miley. "Way to go, bud," said Robbie Ray with a smile. "I knew you could handle it."

"I know," said Miley politely with smile. "And you're not the only person who told me I could." Suddenly, a sound emitted from Miley's Hannah phone. "Ooo!" said Miley. "I got a text." Miley took out her Hannah phone, flipped it up, and gasped happily. "IT'S FROM TRACI!" Miley exclaimed. Miley pressed a button and read the message out loud. "'Sorry I ever doubted you, Hannah'" Miley read. "'Can you forgive me?' Yes!" Miley texted Traci back "Of course I forgive you, I want to see you again."

"It's just so good that everythang' is back to normal" said Robbie Ray.

"Yeah," said Miley. With that, Miley and Robbie Ray hugged. As they hugged, Miley looked out the window above the kitchen sink, and saw the ghost of her mom one last time, smiling and waving goodbye. Miley winked at her. Her mom winked back, then disappeared. Miley honestly didn't think she would ever see her mom again, but she did. She knew one day she would reunite with her mom, but for the time being...it was time for her to take chances, and find her own wings.

The End

Coming soon: Hannah Montana "Mike Stan Lee the Last"