Screw it, I can't wait any longer, I'm just gonna start with another one. But don't worry, I won't forget about the other one.
This one is a bit different. In this one Lilly and Michael grew up in California, not New York. They have just moved to New York in the middle of Lilly's freshman year, and Michael's senior year.
Disclaimer: Meg Cabot owns all of the characters. I own nothing (that I can think of...)
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Mia's POV
Blah, another day of school. What is going to make this day any different from yesterday? Or the day before? I'm just going to turn up, not pay attention, hang out with Tina, my best friend, and our other friends Shameeka and Ling Su.
I ask you, what is the point? I'm failing anyway. That's why they put me in G&T, to give me extra time. It's not as if I'm actually gifted or talented.
What I need is a tutor. Someone my age who can help me. Not my algebra teacher/step father, because I know it frustrates him when I don't understand and he has to repeat himself over and over again.
I rolled out of bed and headed straight for the shower. If I have to go to school, I may as well be on time. Grandmere would not approve if I had a tardy record.
Michael's POV
Today is the day I start a new school.
I still can't get over the fact that my parents decided to move us across the country while I'm in the middle of my senior year! So now, not only do I have the pressure of it being my senior year, but I also have the added pressure of being the new kid. Thanks mom, thanks dad, I really appreciate it.
But I guess there is an upside to the whole thing. My dream college is Columbia, which is only a few subway stops from where we are living now, so at least I will get to adjust to the neighbourhood before moving into my dorm. Providing I actually get in of course.
I'm nervous, I don't do so well around new crowds, especially if I'm the newbie. My parents say I'm a recluse because I spend all my time in my room. I say that I'm not a recluse, I'm just modern with technology and like to keep up with what's on the Internet. My sister Lilly says that's just fancy talk for 'nerd.'
Speak of the devil, Lilly just walked into the kitchen, where I am eating breakfast.
"Nervous, Lil?" I ask politely. Lilly doesn't do well in new crowds either. But that's because her ideals and beliefs usually vary greatly from other peoples, and she finds it hard to keep quite about voice her opinions. She finds it hard to relate to people.
"No. Why would I be nervous? What's there to be nervous about? It's just another day." Lilly was speaking about a hundred miles a second.
"Calm down, Lilly, you're babbling. It's ok to be nervous you know."
"Then you're nervous too?" she asked, a look of relief washing aver her face.
"Of course I am. Not only are we starting a new school, be we're going to a new school in New York City! We're not accustomed to city people, Lilly, it'll take some time to get used to their ways and their attitudes." This is actually what I was most dreading. I'm about as street smart as my dog Pavlov, and that's not saying much since he's used to running along the sunny beaches of California, not the crowed streets of New York City.
I mean, the people at our new school sure are intimidating to say the least. We had a meeting with the Principal last week, and she was telling us not to be intimidated, even though there is an actual European Princess enrolled at the school! As well as a huge Russian Violin player.
How can I compete with that? And you just know everybody is going to be all rich, posh and snobby.
Oh, yes, I can just tell I am going to really love this school. I can tell I'm going to fit in just fine. Not!
Why couldn't there have been enough people to psychoanalyse back in California? But no, there wasn't. I guess the sunny beaches make people happy and content, whereas the crowded city makes people crazy. Couldn't mom and dad just change trades? Did we really have to move across the country?
Mia's POV
Lars (my bodyguard) and I were just dropped off outside the school, straight away Tina came rushing up to us.
"Hey!" she cried. "Guess what? There are two new kids! A guy and a girl. And let me tell you, the guy is HOT!!! The chick looks a bit like one of those Pug dogs though, but I'm guessing they are brother and sister despite not looking anything alike."
"Great," I replied, not bothering to hide my fake enthusiasm. "More people to make fun of me."
"You don't know that, Mia. I don't think Lana will be jumping all over herself to be friends with them, at least not the girl. She will be all over the guy though; I wouldn't be surprised if she dumped Josh to make herself available for him. I think he's a senior."
"Uh, huh." This news wasn't particularly fascinating to me, I mean, it's not like this guy would ever be interested in a biological freak like me, not if he really is the hot senior Tina is describing him to be. And this girl doesn't sound too interesting either.
Michael's POV
I now know how animals in the zoo feel. I have never been looked at so weirdly by so many different people before.
Seriously, I am just walking down the hall to the locker Principal Gupta assigned to me, and everyone is staring, pointing and talking about me.
I did a quick check to make sure I wasn't wearing the wrong coloured school shirt, or that I had a giant booger hanging from my nose or anything, but no, I guess these kids just don't see many new kids here.
Ah, here's my locker, number 417.
I was just putting my stuff away when someone came up to speak to me.
"Hi! You're new right? I'm Lana."
"Yeah, hi, I'm Michael. It's nice to meet you."
It wasn't really. I could tell right away that this chick was going to be one of those rich, popular, 'beautiful' people I hate. I mean, don't get me wrong, she was totally hot, but just not my type. I prefer a girl with a brain, not pom poms.
"So are you a senior?" she was asking. She was now leaning up against the lockers, swishing her hair all over the place.
"Um, yeah, I'm a senior." I said stupidly, what I really wanted to say was, "Go back to your sheep, Barbie."
"Cool, my boyfriends a senior. Oh, here he comes. Josh! Josh, over here!"
This chick has a boyfriend? What a flirt!
Josh sauntered over. He was a good-looking guy if I do say so myself.
"Hey, man, how you doing?" he asked.
"Uh, I'm fine, thanks. I'm Michael."
"Josh," he said, sticking out his hand.
After shaking it, I asked where room 14 was. I had English there. But really, I just wanted to get out of the presence of these 'beautiful' but annoying people.
"No worries, man, that's my English room too. You can just follow me." Great, Josh in my class, fun fun.
"See you later, babe," Josh said to Lana, leaning over for a kiss.
I grabbed the books I needed from my locker and waited for them to break apart.
I'm still waiting a full two minutes later! Hasn't the bell gone already? Sheesh! Get a room.
My eyes wandered to the few remaining students loitering the hallway, I see people here don't care much for punctuality.
Bang!
Some one had dropped their entire pencil case on the floor. Pens and pencils scattered everywhere. The girl who'd dropped them stopped running down the corridor and bent down to pick them up. She was pretty tall, but she only looked like a sophomore, maybe even a freshman. She was really pretty too. You could tell she was one of those people who didn't realise just how pretty they are because people like Lana are always telling them they are better than them.
A few of her pens had rolled over near my feet. Lana and Josh were still going at it, despite the loud crash this girl had made. I bent down to pick up the pens.
Mia's POV
Damn it, I'm already running late for algebra and now I've just dropped my pencil case all over the floor. Great.
Lars and I start to pick them up when someone above me says, "Hey, I think these are yours."
I looked up to see the hottest guy I have ever seen in my life. Hotter than Josh Richter possibly! Why was he helping me though?
Just the fact that this totally hot guy was talking to me was reason enough for me to blush from head to toe. How embarrassing.
I was kneeling on me knees, so I sat back and said, "Um, yeah, thanks." Real intellectual, I know.
He smiled and got down on the floor to help me pick up the rest of my stuff.
When we'd picked up everything, he said, "I'm Michael by the way, I'm new here."
"Oh, yeah, um, I'm Mia." I was trying to think of something to add, but just then Josh Richter walked over and spoke to Michael.
"Dude," he said, looking at me weirdly. "We're going to be late for class, let's go."
Michael smiled at me, then stood up and followed him down the hallway.
Wow, I'm in shock. That must be the new guy Tina was telling me about, Boy did she ever make the understatement of the year, he was way hotter than she described. And he had a tan to die for. It looked totally natural, like the ones people in sunny states get naturally, even if they stay inside all day long. He was probably from somewhere like California or Florida, or even Hawaii!
I was still sitting on the floor when Lars said, "Princess, shouldn't you be going?"
Jeez, can't I even take a minute to pay tribute to a real live god? But he was right; I was way late for Algebra. If he hadn't said anything, I would have been 'paying tribute' to the new guy all morning.
I stood up and took one last look at the back of Michael, who was now all the way down the other end of the corridor.
Suddenly, he turned around to look at me. And he smiled right at me! I was so embarrassed; he'd just caught me checking him out! I know by the time I walked into Algebra, I was still as read as a fire truck, and I was in a daze.
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I hope you like the twist I gave it. I'll update really soon.
This one is a bit different. In this one Lilly and Michael grew up in California, not New York. They have just moved to New York in the middle of Lilly's freshman year, and Michael's senior year.
Disclaimer: Meg Cabot owns all of the characters. I own nothing (that I can think of...)
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Mia's POV
Blah, another day of school. What is going to make this day any different from yesterday? Or the day before? I'm just going to turn up, not pay attention, hang out with Tina, my best friend, and our other friends Shameeka and Ling Su.
I ask you, what is the point? I'm failing anyway. That's why they put me in G&T, to give me extra time. It's not as if I'm actually gifted or talented.
What I need is a tutor. Someone my age who can help me. Not my algebra teacher/step father, because I know it frustrates him when I don't understand and he has to repeat himself over and over again.
I rolled out of bed and headed straight for the shower. If I have to go to school, I may as well be on time. Grandmere would not approve if I had a tardy record.
Michael's POV
Today is the day I start a new school.
I still can't get over the fact that my parents decided to move us across the country while I'm in the middle of my senior year! So now, not only do I have the pressure of it being my senior year, but I also have the added pressure of being the new kid. Thanks mom, thanks dad, I really appreciate it.
But I guess there is an upside to the whole thing. My dream college is Columbia, which is only a few subway stops from where we are living now, so at least I will get to adjust to the neighbourhood before moving into my dorm. Providing I actually get in of course.
I'm nervous, I don't do so well around new crowds, especially if I'm the newbie. My parents say I'm a recluse because I spend all my time in my room. I say that I'm not a recluse, I'm just modern with technology and like to keep up with what's on the Internet. My sister Lilly says that's just fancy talk for 'nerd.'
Speak of the devil, Lilly just walked into the kitchen, where I am eating breakfast.
"Nervous, Lil?" I ask politely. Lilly doesn't do well in new crowds either. But that's because her ideals and beliefs usually vary greatly from other peoples, and she finds it hard to keep quite about voice her opinions. She finds it hard to relate to people.
"No. Why would I be nervous? What's there to be nervous about? It's just another day." Lilly was speaking about a hundred miles a second.
"Calm down, Lilly, you're babbling. It's ok to be nervous you know."
"Then you're nervous too?" she asked, a look of relief washing aver her face.
"Of course I am. Not only are we starting a new school, be we're going to a new school in New York City! We're not accustomed to city people, Lilly, it'll take some time to get used to their ways and their attitudes." This is actually what I was most dreading. I'm about as street smart as my dog Pavlov, and that's not saying much since he's used to running along the sunny beaches of California, not the crowed streets of New York City.
I mean, the people at our new school sure are intimidating to say the least. We had a meeting with the Principal last week, and she was telling us not to be intimidated, even though there is an actual European Princess enrolled at the school! As well as a huge Russian Violin player.
How can I compete with that? And you just know everybody is going to be all rich, posh and snobby.
Oh, yes, I can just tell I am going to really love this school. I can tell I'm going to fit in just fine. Not!
Why couldn't there have been enough people to psychoanalyse back in California? But no, there wasn't. I guess the sunny beaches make people happy and content, whereas the crowded city makes people crazy. Couldn't mom and dad just change trades? Did we really have to move across the country?
Mia's POV
Lars (my bodyguard) and I were just dropped off outside the school, straight away Tina came rushing up to us.
"Hey!" she cried. "Guess what? There are two new kids! A guy and a girl. And let me tell you, the guy is HOT!!! The chick looks a bit like one of those Pug dogs though, but I'm guessing they are brother and sister despite not looking anything alike."
"Great," I replied, not bothering to hide my fake enthusiasm. "More people to make fun of me."
"You don't know that, Mia. I don't think Lana will be jumping all over herself to be friends with them, at least not the girl. She will be all over the guy though; I wouldn't be surprised if she dumped Josh to make herself available for him. I think he's a senior."
"Uh, huh." This news wasn't particularly fascinating to me, I mean, it's not like this guy would ever be interested in a biological freak like me, not if he really is the hot senior Tina is describing him to be. And this girl doesn't sound too interesting either.
Michael's POV
I now know how animals in the zoo feel. I have never been looked at so weirdly by so many different people before.
Seriously, I am just walking down the hall to the locker Principal Gupta assigned to me, and everyone is staring, pointing and talking about me.
I did a quick check to make sure I wasn't wearing the wrong coloured school shirt, or that I had a giant booger hanging from my nose or anything, but no, I guess these kids just don't see many new kids here.
Ah, here's my locker, number 417.
I was just putting my stuff away when someone came up to speak to me.
"Hi! You're new right? I'm Lana."
"Yeah, hi, I'm Michael. It's nice to meet you."
It wasn't really. I could tell right away that this chick was going to be one of those rich, popular, 'beautiful' people I hate. I mean, don't get me wrong, she was totally hot, but just not my type. I prefer a girl with a brain, not pom poms.
"So are you a senior?" she was asking. She was now leaning up against the lockers, swishing her hair all over the place.
"Um, yeah, I'm a senior." I said stupidly, what I really wanted to say was, "Go back to your sheep, Barbie."
"Cool, my boyfriends a senior. Oh, here he comes. Josh! Josh, over here!"
This chick has a boyfriend? What a flirt!
Josh sauntered over. He was a good-looking guy if I do say so myself.
"Hey, man, how you doing?" he asked.
"Uh, I'm fine, thanks. I'm Michael."
"Josh," he said, sticking out his hand.
After shaking it, I asked where room 14 was. I had English there. But really, I just wanted to get out of the presence of these 'beautiful' but annoying people.
"No worries, man, that's my English room too. You can just follow me." Great, Josh in my class, fun fun.
"See you later, babe," Josh said to Lana, leaning over for a kiss.
I grabbed the books I needed from my locker and waited for them to break apart.
I'm still waiting a full two minutes later! Hasn't the bell gone already? Sheesh! Get a room.
My eyes wandered to the few remaining students loitering the hallway, I see people here don't care much for punctuality.
Bang!
Some one had dropped their entire pencil case on the floor. Pens and pencils scattered everywhere. The girl who'd dropped them stopped running down the corridor and bent down to pick them up. She was pretty tall, but she only looked like a sophomore, maybe even a freshman. She was really pretty too. You could tell she was one of those people who didn't realise just how pretty they are because people like Lana are always telling them they are better than them.
A few of her pens had rolled over near my feet. Lana and Josh were still going at it, despite the loud crash this girl had made. I bent down to pick up the pens.
Mia's POV
Damn it, I'm already running late for algebra and now I've just dropped my pencil case all over the floor. Great.
Lars and I start to pick them up when someone above me says, "Hey, I think these are yours."
I looked up to see the hottest guy I have ever seen in my life. Hotter than Josh Richter possibly! Why was he helping me though?
Just the fact that this totally hot guy was talking to me was reason enough for me to blush from head to toe. How embarrassing.
I was kneeling on me knees, so I sat back and said, "Um, yeah, thanks." Real intellectual, I know.
He smiled and got down on the floor to help me pick up the rest of my stuff.
When we'd picked up everything, he said, "I'm Michael by the way, I'm new here."
"Oh, yeah, um, I'm Mia." I was trying to think of something to add, but just then Josh Richter walked over and spoke to Michael.
"Dude," he said, looking at me weirdly. "We're going to be late for class, let's go."
Michael smiled at me, then stood up and followed him down the hallway.
Wow, I'm in shock. That must be the new guy Tina was telling me about, Boy did she ever make the understatement of the year, he was way hotter than she described. And he had a tan to die for. It looked totally natural, like the ones people in sunny states get naturally, even if they stay inside all day long. He was probably from somewhere like California or Florida, or even Hawaii!
I was still sitting on the floor when Lars said, "Princess, shouldn't you be going?"
Jeez, can't I even take a minute to pay tribute to a real live god? But he was right; I was way late for Algebra. If he hadn't said anything, I would have been 'paying tribute' to the new guy all morning.
I stood up and took one last look at the back of Michael, who was now all the way down the other end of the corridor.
Suddenly, he turned around to look at me. And he smiled right at me! I was so embarrassed; he'd just caught me checking him out! I know by the time I walked into Algebra, I was still as read as a fire truck, and I was in a daze.
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I hope you like the twist I gave it. I'll update really soon.