its_theclimb: (goofy: leap!)
It had been awhile since Miley had considered herself of an appropriate age to jump on a bed.

And yet. Today she was jumping on the bed. And singing into a hairbrush microphone.

"I know today is taking me
Where I'm meant to be
Doesn't matter where I go
With my bowling shoes
And my rock star phone
I'm waiting for a friend to call
Or the rain to fall
Life goes by
Who knows why?
"

So it was going to be a Hilary Duff night, apparently.

[[Open! Any mentions of Hannah Montana in the boyfriend thread go NFB, plz.]]
its_theclimb: (goofy: leap!)
It had been awhile since Miley had considered herself of an appropriate age to jump on a bed.

And yet. Today she was jumping on the bed. And singing into a hairbrush microphone.

"I know today is taking me
Where I'm meant to be
Doesn't matter where I go
With my bowling shoes
And my rock star phone
I'm waiting for a friend to call
Or the rain to fall
Life goes by
Who knows why?
"

So it was going to be a Hilary Duff night, apparently.

[[Open! Any mentions of Hannah Montana in the boyfriend thread go NFB, plz.]]
its_theclimb: (hannah: mm idea)
As Miley knew well by now after four years of pop stardom, doing concerts every night -- even with the occasional break for dinner with the boyfriend or having friends come backstage -- was exhausting, especially during a time that was supposedly her winter break.

But it was pretty fun anyway. And without having just done a full week of concerts, Miley wouldn't've had the leeway (or the pouting practice) necessary to encourage her makeup artist, Fermaine, to give her friend a makeover.

So. With an hour to go until tonight's showtime, Miley-as-Hannah lay on her back on a couch backstage and texted Lilly, wondering when she would just get here already, then prodded the dressing room door with her shoe.

"Jooooono," she called. "Are you done yet?" 

[[For he who isn't blue right now, and NFB for distance!]]
its_theclimb: (hannah: mm idea)
As Miley knew well by now after four years of pop stardom, doing concerts every night -- even with the occasional break for dinner with the boyfriend or having friends come backstage -- was exhausting, especially during a time that was supposedly her winter break.

But it was pretty fun anyway. And without having just done a full week of concerts, Miley wouldn't've had the leeway (or the pouting practice) necessary to encourage her makeup artist, Fermaine, to give her friend a makeover.

So. With an hour to go until tonight's showtime, Miley-as-Hannah lay on her back on a couch backstage and texted Lilly, wondering when she would just get here already, then prodded the dressing room door with her shoe.

"Jooooono," she called. "Are you done yet?" 

[[For he who isn't blue right now, and NFB for distance!]]
its_theclimb: (ily: pos relaxin with the boy)
After a sold-out Hannah Montana concert (two-minute standing ovation, baby), the limo pulled up to Miley's house and she glanced over at Dave.

"So... just warning you, my family is strange," she let him know, grinning a little. "Like, majorly wacky. You sure you're ready for this?"

[[nfb, obviously. for that short kid.]]
its_theclimb: (ily: pos relaxin with the boy)
After a sold-out Hannah Montana concert (two-minute standing ovation, baby), the limo pulled up to Miley's house and she glanced over at Dave.

"So... just warning you, my family is strange," she let him know, grinning a little. "Like, majorly wacky. You sure you're ready for this?"

[[nfb, obviously. for that short kid.]]

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