Back in college after Mia was born, Helen married Mia's dad. They moved to Genovia and had a son called Thierry. Now Mia is 15, her mum and dad have just split up and Mia is moving to New York with her mum where Helen thinks she will be able to live the life of an artist.

Friday 28th August, Genovia

New York, the city that never sleeps which will also be where I call home from tomorrow. Knowing me I will be able to sleep because I'm so abnormal!

I've just finished packing all the stuff I'm bringing, not that much because I can't see me getting much use out of all my dresses and suits, I will have to go shopping to buy normal clothes when I get there.

Saturday 29th August, Royal Genovian Jet

I can see New York, though its dark you can see the whole city because of the lights from all the cars and buildings.

Why did I say I'd go to New York with mum? Why didn't I stay in Genovia where all my friends are? Sadly this time I can't blame anyone for making me come, it was totally my own decision. I know grandmere wasn't happy with the idea; maybe that's why it seemed so appealing!

I have to stop writing now; we're just about to land.

Saturday 30th August, Our new apartment

We've just arrived at the apartment; it's much smaller than the palace back in Genovia. It's nice and comfortable though. My room is about 1/3 of the size of my room back in the palace, much easier to personalise though, I've already stuck up a few Greenpeace posters.

Another nice thing about the building is the guy next door; I met him and his sister Lilly when I was coming up to our apartment. She was a bit strange looking, she looked a little like a squashed up pug! Her brother Michael is a totally different picture though; I can't really describe him except that an angel made him!

Mum and I got our dinner delivered to the house this evening; I had to go to Lilly's apartment next door to get a number. While I was there she asked me what school I was going to. When I told her I would be starting Albert Einstein High School she replied that's where she and Michael go. She then continued to ask did I want a lift in the morning but I declined telling her that my bodyguard Lars will be bringing me to school. "Bodyguard" she asked laughing. I told her about how I was the princess of Genovia and that I'd just moved to New York with my mum.

Sunday 31st August, home

I only just woke up and it's 3 o'clock in the afternoon. I think the time difference has got to me! I think today we're just going to get everything into place in the apartment and do a bit of grocery shopping.

I'm not really looking forward to going to school tomorrow. I've never been to a proper school except for the few I've opened back in Genovia! For the last 9 years I've been home schooled. What am I going to do in subjects like Algebra? The only reason I'm able to do it is because I have jean teaching me by myself and when I get stuck on something he can explain it to me and much as possible.

I'd better stop writing and go to sleep seeing that I have to get up early to go to school. Ahhh! What have I done to myself?

Monday 1st September, G&T

Oh help, what have I done? I need to go back to Genovia now or I will die of loneliness, oh yeah I forgot I have Lars, that's all though. But if I go back I will prove grandmere right, that New York was no place for a princess.

I've been put in this class called G&T, Gifted and Talented. Why I'm in the class I'm not quite sure, I am not gifted or talented, though I can play the spoons!

Our teacher hasn't appeared yet either, I'm not quite sure what I have to do so I'm just writing in my journal, everyone else seems to be doing something though. Lilly is editing something for her tv show which is on Friday nights, angel face (Michael) is doing something on a computer and another guy who I believe to be called Boris has been shut in a cupboard because he is playing his violin. I must admit he plays some very good Mozart. Even Lars is doing something, even if it is reading his 'Security & Guns Monthly'. Wait, someone has moved, Michael's coming over...

Monday 1st September, home

Sorry for finishing off so abruptly like that last time. Michael came over to talk to me!

Michael: Hi, is anyone sitting her?

Me: Umm, no, just me.

Michael: What you doing?

Me: Nothing at the moment.

Michael: What did you just shove into your bag?

Me: Just my...umm...novel that I'm writing.

Michael: Oh, Lilly told me that you're a princess. Is that why you have him following you around?

Me: Umm, yeah, my dad is afraid that someone is going to try and kill me.

Michael: Good idea, we wouldn't that happening would we?

What was I meant to say, he'd just given me the cutest smile I've ever seen. That smile could of frozen over hell! Anyway, I'm such a loser; I can't talk to a guy without freezing up.

Anyway, Lilly asked me if I wanted to sit beside her at lunch. I couldn't turn an offer like that down, could I? At the table with us was Boris, who turns out to be Lilly's boyfriend, Tina, a girl who loves romance books and Shameeka, a girl who loves art.

Tuesday 2nd September, Algebra

I hate algebra, why do I need to learn it? Being a princess does not require algebra on her C.V. Even worse, a girl called Lana is sitting in front of me, she's a cheerleader and her boyfriend Josh is a jock. She isn't exactly the nicest person I've ever met. At the start of class she started talking to me.

Lana: Are you Mia the princess?

Me: Umm, yeah that's me.

Lana: You aren't exactly a normal princess though are you?

Me: Umm, yeah I am. My dad's a prince, which makes me a princess.

Lana: Are you stupid? That's not what I meant; you don't exactly act like a normal princess, do you? You're friends with that Moscovitz girl aren't you?

Me: Well she lives beside me and yesterday she just asked me if I wanted to sit beside her at lunch so I said yes.

Lana: But you could of said no, couldn't you? Do you want to sit with me at lunch?

Me: No.

Lana: Excuse me? Did you just say no? Do you know who I am?

Me: Yes

Lana: Huh.

And with the swish of her hair she was gone. Well after that I can't see us being best friends after that anyway.

Our teacher seems nice enough, his name is Mr. Gianini. He's quite normal for a teacher, especially an algebra teacher.

Tuesday 2nd September, home

Today wasn't as bad as yesterday except that brief encounter with Lana in Algebra. I sat with Lilly in G & T today. I don't care what Lana says about her. Lilly seems really nice and she asked me if I wanted to stay at her house on Friday night to watch videos and eat pizza. What a quaint idea, but I like it.