As Miley stewart stared at the screen of her laptop computer, she could practically hear her best friend Lylli's heart beating. Lylli was Miley's confidante and constant companion. and right now she was reading over Miley's shoulder. " This is so cool!" Lylly yelped. " I can believe how many people e-mail Hannah Montana".
From the looks of it, Miley appeared to be your average eighth grader. Miley, mild-mannered junior high school student by day had a secret. She was also Hnnah Montana pop, superstar. Only a few people knew Miley was the normal girl behind megasuccessful Hannah's awesome disguises. lylli was one of then. Miley read off the computer screen:
" Dear Hannah , you rock. jill in miwaukee." so sweet! 'dear hannnah get your bra off the shower rod. Jackson in malibu." Ewww. And, huh? Jackson in malibu , she had a brother named Jackson and... Duh miley's brother, Jackson, still dripping wet from the shower.sloshed into the living room. He was dagling miley's bra from his right index finger. " And i mean it!" he grumbled, dropping the bra next to Miley. Miley scowled. " He touched it," she complained, turning up her nose in disgust. ' Now i have to burn it". With the help of a letter opener, Miley lifted the bra and deposited it in the wastebasket. Lilly contued reading Hannah's fan letters. " Dear Hannah , i love,love, love that scarf you wore at the video awards. Where, where can i get one? Jenny in walla, walla, Washington." Miley scoured her brain and try to remembered which scarf she'd worn to the video award ....... Oh yeah, the awesome orange one. She couldn't say she minded all the free clothes she got being Hannah Montana. Miley oppened the next e-mail.
