Miley is sixteen, grown up and knew what she wanted. She and Demi were still best friends. Zac and Demi were still going strong. Joe had found someone at his age (the blond girl with blue eyes at the movies) and miley had someone at his age. She liked older guys. Her and Joe hadn't spoken much. Miley had been lucky at every family meeting. The big one they had once a year. She had been sick every time. Or fake sick, but her parents did not know that. But this year, well she didn't have a choice. The whole fucking family were going in vacation. For two weeks. She had begged her parents to let her bring her boyfriend, or boy toy as Demi called him. But they said that is wasn't even a point to ask, the answer were No. She had asked if Demi could come. She got a No. So Yeah there she was on her way on vacation with the whole family.
She sat in the backseat of her parent's car, she had her own but she wasn't allowed to take it. They were a little worried that she would dive back home in the middle of the night. She started to get nervous now. They were almost there. They had been lucky cause they were looking for a nice place for a family gathering. And they found a little place down with the sea. One positive thing about this trip was that she could get some serious tan.
They drove down a hill, she saw the big enormous house they had rented. She saw Joe's parents sitting on the porch smiling a waving when they pulled into the driveway. She couldn't see Joe, where was he? Maybe she was lucky and he was sick or couldn't come. That would fit her perfectly. Okay she had to admit, she had missed him. A lot! She had heard things about him from Demi. Cause Zac and Joe were still bestfriends.