It had been a normal, uneventful morning at Seaview High. Miley sat in her usual spot at the lunch table, her friends around her, gossiping about the latest school drama and laughing at jokes that weren’t all that funny. Life was good—until it wasn’t. She had never intended for anyone to find out her secret. All it took was one slip-up. One moment where she’d been caught taking her wig off, and now, it seemed like the entire school knew her secret. The buzzing started slow… whispers behind her back, eyes staring a little too hard in the hallways. Then it spread like wildfire. By lunchtime, Miley, the quiet, regular girl, wasn’t just the girl who secretly sang pop songs on stage. She was Hannah Montana. Everyone knew. She hadn’t even meant for it to happen this way. She just wanted to live a normal life, without the pressure of being a pop star. Now? She was the center of attention. Every hallway she walked down was lined with students either whispering, staring, or outright mobbing her for autographs, pictures, or just a glimpse of the star they now knew was sitting next to them in class every day. Miley barely made it to her locker before a group of girls crowded around her. Miley forced a smile, feeling her heart race. She tried to push her way through the crowd, but every move she made seemed to draw more people in. “Hey, Miley! I saw you at the concert last week!” one of the girls squealed, nearly tripping over her own feet to get closer. “You’re amazing!” Why did this have to happen now? She had never asked for any of this attention. Sure, she loved performing, but this was too much. Being a superstar was starting to feel more like a curse than a gift. Miley glanced around, hoping to see her friends coming to her rescue, but all she saw were a sea of faces, all eager for something from her. She just wanted to be normal again. “Uh, can I get through, please?” Miley managed to say, pushing through the crowd with a forced, awkward smile.