The Best Of Both Worlds? Maybe!

Chapter 3 - Pig In A Blanket

MILEY'S POV

A few weeks has passed since the Jonas Brothers has transferred to Seaview High School and thank god that many of the students grew accustomed to their presence. The amount of fans that followed them around grew lesser and lesser, making it easier for Miley to walk through the halls without wanting to rip her head off at the many shrieks and screams. It was difficult enough that she couldn't go one day without the word, "Jonas" coming out of every girl's mouth.

The girl took a moment to remember her locker combination as she twisted the knob in its directions to her combination, opening it to reveal the insides of her locker. Other than the ripped out picture of Zac Efron from a magazine with red hearts surrounding his face, it contained a white binder and other notebooks for her classes. Just the basic supplies a student should have.

As Miley continued to rummage her locker, her body jolted at the sudden contact from behind as she felt hands resting on her shoulders. "Miley! I am too excited for the party tonight! What color wig should I go with tonight? Do you think Justin Bieber would want Lola Luftnagle to go with a red wig? Purple wig? White wig? Or is that too old looking? I thi-" Lilly's never ending questions was stopped as the brunette placed a hand over her lips.

Miley laughed at her best friend's frantic moment, "If I was Justin Bieber, I'd pick the red wig!" She mimicked his voice, earning a loud cry of laughter from Lily. "Don't forget your mask though since it's a masquerade party!"

"Ugh, now I gotta make sure to that the mask MATCHES with the wig!" The blonde complained, slumping her shoulders in disappointment as the duo started making their way to the school parking lot.

After another agonizing day of school, the girls were just looking for to Justin Bieber's party at the Novo but realized they still had a few more hours to waste so they decided to head to Miley's house so they can rummage for outfit ideas.

When they reached her house, Miley and Lilly were greeted by

Robby Ray, Miley's dad, who was busy stuffing whipped cream in his mouth in the kitchen. "Hey girls, how was school?" The man asked them inaudibly due the overloaded whipped cream but his daughter was able to understand what he asked. "The usual but dad, don't forget to drive us for the party tonight!"

"Oh, I have to go back to the studio tonight, you're going to have to ask Jackson-" Before he could finish sentence, a roaring voice spoke out many no's that echoed throughout the house and Jackson appeared with a desperate expression.

"No! No! No! No! No! I will not drive you to your stupid Bieber party!" He yelled at his younger sister, highly annoyed that he was always left with Hannah Montana duties. Miley knew that Jackson was going to be against in dropping her off so the girl pulled out a $20 bill from her pocket and waved it at his face.

In a blink of an eye, the bill disappeared from her hands and stayed hidden inside his pockets, "Call me chauffeur Jackson." The boy smirked cockily with a fake British accent, bowing down to his sister before running off back to his room. Maybe even dungeon because his "room" is.. something else, comparable to hell in a way.

The three threw their heads back in laughter in how easy Jackson was to convince before the girls headed upstairs to get ready for the night.

It was around 6PM when Miley and Lilly, better yet, Hannah and Lola, finished getting ready yet the party began at 6 also. The drive to LA would last for an hour so to arrive at 7 was perfect. Who in the world arrived at parties on time? Fashionably late was the way to go.

Hannah wore red strapless mini dress paired with golden glitter heels along with a golden embroidered mask. Lola on the other hand wore a black off shoulder dress with white strappy heels to match her white masquerade mask. As soon as the girls did their final finishing touches with their makeup, outfits, and especially their wigs, Jackson drove them to downtown Los Angeles.