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Jackson's P.O.V.

It had been three weeks since I last received a letter from Miley. Maybe she had stopped writing. Who could blame her? I rarely had time to respond to them. But I really did love getting them. It made me feel loved.

I heard a knock, at Ooki walked in. He was my roommate and probably my best friend here. Seeing the stack of mail in his arms, I eagerly waited to see if there was anything from Miley.

"Here you go Jackson. Two things for you, four for me. Weird. You normally get more than me." he laughed at I snatched the mail out of his hand.

One was the hat and scarf I had ordered for Miley's Christmas gift. The hat was hard to find in the right size and I wasn't sure she'd like it, but the scarf was a silverish pink, without small blue stones weaved into it. I figured it would look beautiful on my little sister.

"Fancy scarf and hat. Who's the lucky lady?" Ooki asked. "Is she pretty?"

"Oh yes. She's beautiful. This scarf is for my little sister, Miley. I've told you about her before, right?" I answered happily, seeing that the other thing in my hand was a letter from her.

He nodded. "No need to explain... Again."

I stuck my tounge out at him, and ripped open the letter, happy at first. But my smile soon turned to a frown, reading what had been wrote on the letter. She had quit the Hannah act entirely? Thinking about suicide? What had happened to Miley? I know dad dying and me going to collage had been hard on her, but what had really happened to push her this far? If I know anything about my sis, she was very stubborn, hard working, and rarely gave up. So why would she now?

"Hey Ooki? I'm ganna step out for a minute." I said, my voice filled with pain and concern.

Ooki nodded. "Sure thing. You alright Jackson? You sound really worried."

"Yeah. I am." I responded. "Here, read this. What does it sound like to you?" I asked, handing him the letter.

Reading it over, he looked up with fearful eyes. "Dude, it made just be me, but that sounds like a suicide note. When was the last time you called your sister?" my chest grew tighter with every word.

"Four months ago, but I got a different letter from her just three weeks ago. And look at the postmark on this. It went through the postal service four days ago. It might not be to late."

I grabbed my phone from my pocket and tried to call Miley. It went straight to voice mail. Slamming my phone shut, I ran out the door towards the break ward. Ooki chased after me, barely keeping up, I was running so fast.

"Jackson!" he shouted. "How can I help?"

"Book me a ticket to LA! The soonest flight you can get. I'll pay anything!" I yelled back.

He nodded. "Got it!"

I rushed in, and cut past everyone else, making people extremely angry. Slamming my hands on the desk, I stopped to take a three second breather.

"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to go back to the back of the line. Some have been waiting all day." the woman at the desk said.

"I know, but I need an instant pass for five days." I begged. "It's for my sister back in LA."

She looked slightly worried. "Is she sick? Is there no ones there to take care of her?" the woman spoke softly.

I handed her the letter. "She sent me this. It looks like a suicide note to me and my roommate. I'm the only family she has since our dad died. Please. I need to go."

"Of course. I'll need your name and student ID." she pulled out a piece of paper.

"Jackson Stewart. My ID is 558512. Do you need anything else?" I asked.

"Nope." she handed me back me letter. "Go save your sister."

A few minutes later I was back at my room. Ooki was standing outside waiting, with a printed out ticket and my two bags packed, along with my backpack which held Miley's hat and scarf. He gave me the items and a weak smile.

"The flight leaves in three hours. You best get going." he said softly.

"Thank you Ooki."

I then ran out, praying that my sister would come to her senses. I called her one last time at the airport.

"Hi! You've reached Miley Stewart. Leave me a message and I'll get to ya!"

"Flight 47678 boarding."

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