“I've spotted her talking to her dear old dad. "Miley" I yell turning heads but so not caring. I mean I'm not sad anymore and I'm not mad. At Nick. Miley however based on what my witnesses have told me should be held completly responsable. "Miley" I shout again. This time she notices me and tries to slip away. I run to catch up to her and grab her arm to spin her around. "What" she asks shooting dagers at me but I can see the glint in her eye. Of what is it exactuly.?Fear. I've never noticed how she has felt threatened by me till now. I figue I'll get right to the point there is no point in pertending or sweet talking anymore. Oh and you can bet when i get back to the tour bus I'm making my own Justin.TV and Youtube account. "Why did you kiss Nick?" I say sternly looking her right into the eyes. "I didn't-" "I saw you" I say cutting her off. She relizing defet looks me in the eye and says "Because I Can!" then takes off running. I let here go there's really no point in running after her. She has everything she wants except Nick and thats all she wanted to have, everything she wants. She knows that everything she wants she can have the only problem is she cant have Nick and thats all she was trying to prove. Also she was trying to hurt me, hurt my relationship, and get more press for her. And my parents wonder why me and Miley aren't better " friends ." Time to go into lockdown before I go onstage. I need to get all these bad engery vibes out of here. It's Time for Me to Fly.”