its_theclimb: (pos: i love this place)
So lately, Miley had been... a little grouchy. Or, well, very grouchy. Something about getting rejected from her top-choice university just because she had a secret identity that made it a little difficult to do things like after-school clubs and community service.

Regardless, though, there was always one thing that made her feel better when she was grouchy, and that thing was shopping.

So here she was, sunglasses on and Hannah Montana-worthy designer clothes in shopping bags in each hand, and she turned to Juliet. "Best idea ever," she declared. "I mean, come on. It's impossible to dwell on you-know-what when I have new shoes this cute."

[[for one, and NFB for distance!]]
its_theclimb: (neg: flop)
After getting back from her sixth portal connection (through the Oregon Trail, and sweet niblets was she never doing that again), Miley was, well... Miley was stomping around the room and dumping her stuff everywhere.

And... sort of muttering to herself.

"Can't go to college," she grumbled. "Just because I was selling out stadiums and meeting the Queen of England instead of holding a spit bucket for the girls' wrestling team! Stupid Standford."

And with that, she flopped onto the bed to mope.

She was just a bundle of sunshine today, wasn't she? Visit with peril.

[[door and post open, yes! though any references to hannah montana are nfb and juliet's thread will be chronlogically last, plz.]]
its_theclimb: (weetiny: happy)
There were auditions today. Auditions to sing and dance and do fun things in front of everyone!

So naturally, Miley had to practice. It was important to practice! Daddy did it all the time for his concerts, and Aunt Dolly did it for hers, and Mom and Jackson... well, they didn't like singing. But Jackson practiced for his volleyball team!

But Miley didn't want to be a volleyball player; she wanted to be a rock star. So she ran around the hallways with a glittery pink microphone that said HM on it and sang and danced to a song she was making up on the spot. That way she'd be ready for her audition and she could meet the other kids who might be wandering around! Yay!

[[SO OPEN.]]
its_theclimb: (weetiny: happy)
There were auditions today. Auditions to sing and dance and do fun things in front of everyone!

So naturally, Miley had to practice. It was important to practice! Daddy did it all the time for his concerts, and Aunt Dolly did it for hers, and Mom and Jackson... well, they didn't like singing. But Jackson practiced for his volleyball team!

But Miley didn't want to be a volleyball player; she wanted to be a rock star. So she ran around the hallways with a glittery pink microphone that said HM on it and sang and danced to a song she was making up on the spot. That way she'd be ready for her audition and she could meet the other kids who might be wandering around! Yay!

[[SO OPEN.]]

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