Keeping Secrets (copied the book because I got bored)

Chapter one

Part one...

The crowd was going wild after the Hannah Montana concert. But all Hannah could think about was getting offstage and taking off her wig!

Then she could go back to being Miley Stewart. Miley was so glad she hadn't told her friends that Hannah Montana - the pop star. they were all crazy for - was just her in disguise.

She enjoyed knowing that her friends liked her for who she was, not because she was famous. Only her dad, brother and her best friend Lilly knew the truth.

"Clear the way clear the way! Superstar coming through!" Miley's dad, Robby Stewart, shouted to the crowd as he, Miley and Lilly hurried toward the limo.

They all had to wear disguises in order to protect Miley's secret. Lilly wad dressed as her alias Lola Luftnagle and carrying a little Goth lapdog named Thor.

Mr Stewart was in his 'Hannah's manager' disguise. Miley, still dressed as Hannah Montana, always made sure she showed her appreciation to the fans. She turned to the crowd and smiled broadly.

"Thank you everybody!" Her strong voice carried the words like a song.

"Love to you all! See you next time!" Though Lilly knew how popular Hannah was, it always surprised her to be in the think of it.

"This is totally insane!" she said. Then holding Thor up to the crowd, she yelled, "Back off, people! Back off - don't make me release Thor!"

"Yeah," Miley said, smiling at her brave defender.

"You go get 'em, Thor. Two pounds of pure piddle just lookin' for a target." Looking down and nodding at the puddle surrounding his feet, Mr Stewart said, "Actually I think he just found one." Lilly was embarrassed. "Oh man!"

She cried as they piled into the limo and closed the door. But the window was still half open and they could hear someone shouting, "Hold up! Wait!" It was Oliver Oken, Hannah Montana's number - one fan.

"Oh no," moaned Miley. "It's Oliver again. He sneaked into my dressing room last week. He nearly climbed onstage the week before. Just when I think he can't get anymore obsessed, bam!, he kicks it up a notch!"

Mr Stewart was entertained, though. "Look at those bony little elbows go!" he said as Oliver made his way through the throng. "That boy cuts through a crowd like a lawnmower."

Mile was anxious. "Close the window!" she commanded. Lilly responded swiftly and the window almost zipped shut, but not before Oliver could thrust his hand inside and stop it from closing all the way.

"Hannah, please!" Oliver begged. "Kiss my hand and I'll never wash it again." Miley rolled her eyes. "Looks like he never washed it now." Thinking fast, she took Thor from Lilly and pointed him at Oliver's grimy hand.

"Come on, Thor make yourself useful." Thor gave Oliver's hand a big lick. Fooled, Oliver was beside himself. "Oh baby, that was a wet one!" Even when Miley slapped Oliver's hand out of the way, he was not discouraged.

"Ooh, I like 'em feisty," Oliver swooned as he pulled his hand away. Lilly was able to close the window at long last, Mr Stewart turned to the driver.

"You can head out," he said.

Miley was exasperated. "Man," she sighed. "He's never gonna give up."

Lilly got serious. "You'd better hope he does. Because if he finds out your secret, he'll not only be in love with Hannah Montana, he'll be in love with you!"

Miley looked at her friend incredulously.

"What? That's crazy! The only thing that's the same about Hannah Montana and me is -" Miley paused for a moment until she realised the truth, " - me." She gathered herself again. "And 'me' doesn't feel that way about him!"

Her dad however, quickly reassured her. "Don't worry, Mile, I know guys and sooner or later he'll get tired of chasing someone who doesn't chase back."

But they all realised it would be later rather than sooner. This is Oliver they were talking about. And everyone knew Oliver never gave up.

Just then Mr Stewart opened the window only to find Oliver furiously peddling his bike alongside the limo. He clutched a small bouquet of flowers in his hand and as they began to disintegrate in the wind, he shouted, "Do a dude a favour and don't get on the motorway!" But the limo sped up and Oliver finally started to fall behind, throwing the flowers through the limo window in a last-ditch effort to impress Hannah. "For you my love!"

Miley shook her head at Thor. "Why did you have to be such a good kisser?"