Author: NiLeYlOvE616 PM
Miley Cyrus had a great life. Great family, great friends. But, when her bestfriend asks her to run away with him, everything changes.Rated: Fiction M - English - Drama/Romance - Hannah M./Miley S. & Nate - Chapters: 14 - Words: 7,299 - Reviews: 49 - Favs: 12 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 05-10-11 - Published: 01-27-11 - id: 6691057
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I have art, I'm making Miley's schedule my own :D
"Destiney! Nate!" I heard a female voice call in the lunch room.
I looked around until I spotted two familiar, and also identical, faces. I nudged Nick and started walking over to there table. When I reached them I plopped my bag down and watched them stand up. "Where are you guys going?" I asked them.
Kristen, I think, pointed over to the line just as Heather said, "You know, to get food."
I felt blush creeping over my face, but ignored it and sat down. "Me and Black Diamond brought our own lunches," I told them.
They both gave me strange looks and Nick said, "She means me. We have code names, I'm Black Diamond, she's Night Hawk. You'll get used to it." As he finished, he flashed Kristen a flirtacious smile and I felt jealousy creeping up in my system so I quickly changed the subject.
"Well, why don't you two go get your food and me and Black Diamond will wait for you here," I told them.
They looked at each other and walked away. But, Kristen smiled at Nick before they did and I felt my stomach clench.
Nick sat down and I followed his lead. "What the hell was that?" I spat a him.
As he was taking out his lunch bag he threw me a glance. "What are you talking about, Des?" He retorted back to me.
I rolled my eyes and bit into my sandwich. "You were flirting with her!" I said with my mouth full.
He laughed and took a sip of his water. "Swallow," he directed. "Then yell at me."
I did as he asked and narrowed my eyes at him. "You like her, don't you?"
He shrugged and avoided my eyes. "She's cute, I guess," he told me. "But I love you." He said this with complete sincerity in his eyes.
It was my turn to look away. "Whatever."