This is based on the film The Princess Diaries, as apposed to the books
Basically the idea is that Michael and Mia are in love with each other but are both unable to deny it, I'm going to write is so that each chapter is from a different point of view
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NOTE – in this chapter, Michael doesn't know that Mia is a Princess
CHAPTER 1 (Mia)
I stare into the mirror. "Amelia Mignonette Thermopolis Renaldi, Princess of Genovia." I repeat it over and over again in my head, like if i keep saying it suddenly i will gain inner confidence and be able to speak in front of the press and the T.V crew without feeling like I'm about to gag. But then again i find it hard to speak to anyone without gagging (Excluding Lily Moscovitz and of course, my beloved cat Fat Louie). I look down at my body... In the fairy tales i used to read when i was a little kid, all the Princesses that i read about were beautiful. Me? Not so much.
My staring longingly into the mirror hoping i would gain inner confidence and a better body was interrupted by the sound of someone knocking on the door. I ran a hand through my newly straightened hair (which for the record... I was still not used to) and went to answer the door, expecting it to be Mr. Robutusen complaining that i had knocked over his bins again and not picked them up.
"Mr. Robutusen for the millionth time if i had knocked over your bins i would ha.....Oh..." I was startled to see that it was no other than Michael Moscovitz. My best friend's talented, gorgeous and smart brother. The forbidden fruit that i long to take a bite out of.
"Were you expecting someone else?" Michael asked, his knee-quivering smile forming onto his lips.
"No...Well...I...Just...Umm..." I stopped speaking the moment i felt Michael's finger on my lips. Was he always so...Forward? Or was i just someone special?
"I'll take that as unexplainable" Michael mused, and i relaxed stepping away from him and gesturing to come into the room
"What are you doing here anyway?" I asked, of course i didn't mind, i just half wished i looked like some beautiful teenager with long blonde hair and a decent body and he would be mesmerized by my looks and sweep me into his arms, kissing me passionately yet lovingly as he took me to my bedroom where we would..
"Your car..." Michael started as he walked into the room, drifting me away from what was going to be a graphic day-dream and back into reality. "We got a new part for it... I wanted to know if you wanted to come down later and see if it's right... Or i could just find out on my own..." He added nonchalantly
"I would love to come with you." I smiled "It would be nice, is Doc or the other band members going to be there?" I asked, trying to be nonchalant like he was, of course i was evidently not as good as he was.
"No...I was planning on us two going up when Doc was closing up, he wouldn't mind." Michael smiled
Me and Michael? On our own? This was far too much of a dream come true, but like always, i tried my best to act cool (hence the use of the word tried) "Sounds great" I smiled.
"So...I'll see you there at 7?" He asked, and i nodded. "Perfect." He smiled, before brushing his hand across my face, tucking a few strands of my dark brown hair behind my ear. His touch sent butterflies down into my stomach, as his left my house i waved to him before shutting the door, my legs nearly collapsing they were so weak. I was going to be spending the entire night with Michael Moscovitz. Maybe, just maybe this would be the best night of my life...