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Princess Diaries
Eleventh Hour
Saturday, September 8, Dorm at Sarah Lawrence
Gee! Things are so noisy round here! Wait... that's better. I am in the bathroom (where else would I be?) writing in here while Lilly, Michael, Lars and Emma, my maid, unpack my stuff. I am meant to be out there helping but I just had to write this down. LANA IS GOING TO SARAH LAWRENCE TOO! She decided to come here instead of going to Penn. But there are no dorms left here, so she is moving in with me (my "dorm"/apartment can easily fit the two of us. Grandmere went way over the top with all this!). She is moving in tomorrow. She only just got back from Hawaii.
Oops. Gotta go... I think Fat Louie might have hitched a ride in one of the boxes judging by all the crashing. More later.
Saturday, September 8, Number One Noodle Son
Oh.
My.
God.
Lana's here. Can you tell? She is so blunt! I guess I'll start at the beginning.
We finished unpacking and setting things up and my room is gorgeous. It's pale yellow and has daisies randomly stuck on the walls. There are three bedrooms (with a king-sized, metal framed bed. All the sheets and pillows are yellow) and two bathrooms, a TV room with an 72inch flat screen TV, a kitchen with a French-door refrigerator, hotplates, an oven and microwave and an alcove off the kitchen that I am using as a dining room. Each room is decorated with white and yellow fragrant daisies.
Lana called when we were finished and asked if we wanted to go out tonight because she had something big to tell us. I wasn't to worried, I figured she met a new guy (she did but thats not what is so...big) so I wasn't worried. I don't think anyone else was either. Anyway, Lilly and Michael came with me. Trisha, Tina, Boris and Shameeka were there when we got here. So Lana decides to spill her news while most of us have something in our mouths (lets say there was a lot of spitting and coughing... and mess). Josh Ritcher is getting married. TO JUDITH GERSHNER! Michael totally spat his soda all over Tina and I started choking on my cold sesame noodles until they began come out of my nose. Lilly started laughing hysterically, Tina's eyes went all big (maybe that was because Michael spat soda on her), Trisha started shreiking because she was getting wet (Tina only copped most of the soda) and Shameeka was going red from embarrassment. Lana and Boris (the only sane ones) were finding it all very amusing. Lana looked at me and said, "Gee Mia, you look like you need to go see your cowboy therapist!"
Michael just looked at me and , "Later" and shot me a confused look. When we had all calmed down I asked Lana how she knew and she said because SHE WAS INVITED TO THEIR WEDDING! She thinks that Michael will too! This is all so weird.
Sunday, September 9, 7am, My bed
Will Lana ever shut up. All morning she has been gloating about the look on my face when I found out. And she keeps reminding me that I have to tell Michael about Dr Knutz. There! I told her if she doesn't shut up I will kick her out. She totally stopped mid-sentence. I also told her she has to make me breakfast in bed. Ha! Sucks to be her. Today is my second last day of freedom and how blessed am I to be spending it with Grandmere. NOT. Expecially since I am so tired from last night (no comment). She wants to go over the speech I am making for Sarah Lawrence on Thursday. They want me to inspire this years freshmen class. Oh such fun. I am in such a sarcastic mood today. Here comes Lana with breakfast. AND A LETTER?
Sunday, September 9, The Plaza
Does Grandmere ever shut up! I'm writing this quickly while she isn't looking.
That letter this morning... was for Lana from her Hawaiian boyfriend. But Claire French (Avon Books) called me.
"Hi Mia, this is Claire," she said, "Look, I need you to do something for publicity for the book."
"Oh? I thought the book was selling well?" I said startled.
"It's nothing to be worried about but I think an interview will boost book sales. You see I owe a friend a favour. His son has studied to become a journalist but can't seem to get off the ground. I mean he got hired," she said obviously exasperated, "but he doesn't get any good articles and I was thinking, well, that you could give him an interview?"
"Um," I said taking it all in, "what network does he work for?"
"Josh works for CBS," she replied.
"Ok," I said nervously, "um, yeah. I can do an interview if you need."
"Thanks you so much," she said relieved, "I don't usually ask for favours but if there is ever anything you need, let me know and I will do my best to help."
"So, um. When is this interview?"
"Oh," she said, "can I just give Josh your number?"
"Um, give him Sarah Lawrence's number and the receptionists will put him through." So I gave Claire the number and hung up. I am expecting the call tomorrow. Crud! Grandmere saw me.
Sunday, September 9, The Limo on the way to Caffe Dante
I'm on the way to dinner with Michael at Caffe Dante. I just know he is going to ask about what Lana said last night. Help!
Sunday, September 9, 9:35, Michael's Loft
Well that was... unexpected. To say the least! I totally though they were exempt from...well...that!
I got there and Michael was there waiting for me. He totally smelt good and lets say I couldn't keep me MHC under control. Until Lars cleared his throat awkwardly that is. Well we went inside and ordered and then Michael did exactly what I thought he would.
"So," Michael said with a raised eyebrow, "what was Lana talking about last night."
"What?" I said my voice incredibly squeaky. Dammit, just as I was getting so good at lying.
"Mia," he said amused.
"Do I have to tell?" I replied with my eyes pleading.
Michael leaned over and whispered "Yes," against my lips.
"Gee! Fine. I kinda got depressed after we broke up. I stayed in bed for a week until Dad dragged me to see Dr. Knutz. My last session was the day before the prom."
And suddenly my phone started ringing. Saved by the bell/ringtone. Or Tina for that matter. I excused myself and went outside to answer the call. She was bawling.
"Tina!" I cried as a wave of worry washed over me.
"Its over," she spoke softly, "he chose."
"Tina? What the hell is going on? Are you ok?" I said looking over at our table to let him know I would be a while. He wasn't there so I looked around and spotted him a few metres up the road on his phone. I caught his eye and raised an eyebrow. He just tried to smile and rolled his eyes. Something was wrong. Oh well. Tina needed me right now.
"I haven't seen him in a week and I just called him and he," Tina bawled.
"Whoa! Tina! Slow down. Who is he?:
"Boris just said he had to practise the violin just like every other time I called this week. I told him I barely have got the chance to see him all week let alone see him and he just said he was busy." she sobbed while I soothed her saying "Its ok Tina, it'll be ok."
"I told him then maybe we should take a break for a while since he is too busy for me. And I hung up."
"Oh no. Tina," I cried in disbelief, "you didn't!"
"Yeah. I did," she said.
"It'll work out Tina. It will be fine. Look. I am going to take you out shopping tomorrow but for now I gotta go," I said regrettably as Michael beaconed to me from inside.
"Bye," Tina sighed.
"Love you T," I said my heart breaking for her.
"You too," she said desperately and hung up.
I met Michael inside and he explained that his call was from Boris who was just as distraught as Tina. He suggested that we go back to his loft and talk. I agreed but I don't think anything will happen between us tonight. We are both too worried. Michael is back with hot chocolates and is "demanding" my attention. Update later.
Monday, September 10, 1:15pm, Bendels (Shopping with Tina)
Tina is a MESS! Her eyes are puffy and she has no tears left believe me, she has tried to cry several times. I thought this would help but I dunno. Next stop is Barnes and Noble to look for some romance novels. Surely Tina will feel better after that. Thinking back to me after Michael I change my mind. Oh, I forgot to mention that Michael is taking Boris some computer convention thing. His job is to convince Boris to do something special for Tina and my job is to convince Tina to give Boris another chance.
Monday, September 10, Dorm
Well that went well! NOT! Tina just said she needed time and that one day wasn't enough. Its so not like Tina! Michael reported that Boris thought he didn't do anything wrong so Tina should apologise first. It reminded me of us before Japan. I've realised how ridiculous it must have looked on the outside.
Oh and when I got home and message was waiting for me on the machine. I had forgotten about Claire's favour until then. Turns out Josh is none other than JOSH RITCHERS! And since I had promised Claire I had to do and interview with him. I have got until Thursday to find someway to get out of it...or deal with it. Both will be next to impossible!