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4 Saturday, September 15
Diary entry one, I'm Liz Parker and 5 days ago… I found out I'm a princess. Yes. Grandmère (which she makes me call her) Claudia dropped the bomb on me in the middle of my 17th birthday family dinner at the Sacramento, Hard Rock. Right next to the Guitar that was once played by Kurt Cobain. How honored I was to be sitting next to the guitar that was played by the legendary lead singer, Kurt, in one of my favorite bands, Nirvana. Everything seemed to be going great. My mother and father were actually in the same room together, and not fighting! Instead they were actually flirting with each other! I mean eww but YEAY! Anyways, my mom gives me my present, this journal and a $150 Dollar gift certificate to any Tower Department. I was ecstatic! My mom had actually got me something I loved! My dad was a winner too! He got me two CD's, LIFEHOUSE and St. Lunatics! And then he had also taken me shopping last week where he let me spend until my heart's content. I think I need another closet to fit all my new clothes, and shoes in. My father's always been wealthy; my mother never lets me spend his money though. She say's he's just trying to win me over with all his glamorous money deals. Whatever, then it was Grandmère Claudia's turn for my present. She stands and claps her hands three times and – okay you are soooo not going to believe me but - Out comes one of the best bands known to man. Did I mention SEXIEST!? Okay, okay… BREATH LIZ! BREATH!
*NSYNC!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think I must have blown out almost everyone's ears in the whole restaurant! So anyways Justin Timberlake, YES! Justin Randall Timberlake himself! Walks over to me and plants a gentle kiss on my cheek. I nearly fainted. Girls' all around were screaming for them while like 15 bodyguards are trying to keep them held back.
"Happy Birthday Princess, Elizabeth Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo Parker, Princess of Genovia… Whew! That was a long one!" He then turned to my Grandmère, "Did I get it right?" She nodded. He smiled at me and kissed my hand.
THEN!
Joshua "JC" Scott Chasez comes up and kisses my hand and my cheek and says the same. Then Joseph "Joey" Anthony Fatone, Jr., James "Lansten" Lance Bass, and Christopher "Chris" Alan Kirkpatrick all do the same! It had never even occurred to me why they were all calling me that! All I could think of was not to faint in front of all of them and embarrass myself for years to come. They serenaded me three times before wishing my a happy birthday, again, and singing me happy birthday, telling me to make a wish, and then telling me that they hope to see me later and that they have to go before they miss they're show at Arco Arena, which I had front seat, backstage passes to! I told them I wouldn't miss it for the world and then we all hugged and they left. WOW! But then it hits me. Why did they all call me 'Elizabeth Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo Parker, Princess of Genovia'? I turned to my Grandmère and asked, 'Why did they call me that Grandmère?'
'Because you are Dear.' She smiled.
'WHAT!?' I screamed.
'Elizabeth Amelia Parker! You do not ever use that tone with me or anyone else! You better not be using that tone back home! You are Princess of Genovia and you will speak in the gentle tone of a lady!' Grandmère shouted to me.
'But Grandmère! What are you talking about?!' I cried out.
'I will not repeat myself about your intolerable tone Mia.' Grandmère replied, her eyes narrowed and scary as ever.
'We weren't to speak of your Royalty until you turned 17 years old Mia.' My father replied after a moment of awkward silence. He and my mother always called me Mia, or Liz.
My Grandmère always calls or rather called me, Elizabeth Renaldo Parker.
Now it's "Elizabeth Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis-Renaldo Parker." Gross. I hate it. And I hate my Grandmère. My mother's last name is Parker. My father's is Thermopolis-Renaldo. When they split, my mother wanted me to keep her last name, and have my name hyphened instead to: Elizabeth Amelia Renaldo-Parker. Now it's, well you know. I am so SOOO confused! Why did they all lie to me? This is stupid! I don't want to be Elizabeth Amelia Blah Blah Blah! ERRRRRR! And to top it all off! My Mom and Dad are getting back together, Great right? WRONG! SO VERY WRONG! They are getting back together and moving to Roswell, New Mexico. Where they will buy a restaurant from the previous owners there called The CrashDown and then while I am there I will have everyday 'Princess Lessons' with Grandmère and attend Roswell High until I graduate and take my rightful place on the throne! Things just keep getting better and better don't they! Why can't my father be king instead of making me be princess! Why does he get to keep a normal life while I have to endure this! He says that he will visit Genovia twice a week to make sure things are always situated and all. I'm going to miss my friends. Lilly say's to call her everyday. My best friend Lilly. Her brother could careless I believe. I guess leaving school's isn't so bad. I never got along with most of the preppy girls there. Especially LANA WIENBERGER! Now there is a sunray through the dark cloudy day! They just seemed to get on my nerves! I mean what pansies! Strictly nails and lipstick girls, and then there's worse… CHEERLEADER'S! Oh Yeay lets go play! Oh yeay lets go run onto the free way! So I guess that will be the only thing good about coming to Roswell. Where I sit at this moment. I'm in my new house, in my new room. Right above the CrashDown, my room almost mirror's my other room back in California. I Miss it already. The only difference is that I didn't have a really cool balcony that I can sneak out of! He he he. Let us hope that my dad doesn't put bars up over it! Well I have to go because I forgot to tell you that I also have to work at the CrashDown as a waitress!
I hate my life!
Sunday, September 16
I Love My Life!
Okay well yesterday I was all mad because I had to work, well it turns out that as part of the selling agreement my parents signed to buy the CrashDown the previous owners made my father promise to never fire the workers that already had steady jobs there. My dad was more than pleased to agree. He doesn't believe in putting people on the street. Anyways there is this girl that works there. Her name is Maria Deluca. She's my age, my height (maybe a couple one or two inches taller) and her hair is blonde and about half way down her back. I LOVE when she ties it up and lets it curl slightly at the bottom, her eyes are as blue as the sea, I wish my eyes weren't so dull. I mean what kind of an eye color is brown? She is so cool! She said I could kick it with her and her crew when I start school tomorrow! I am so happy! She is so cool! She spent the night last night and we stayed up all night talking about things! And get this! She doesn't even care whether I was a princess or not! I really was reluctant to reveal my royalty status because my father said that people would or could use it against me and just use me for popularity but she was way cool about it! She doesn't even know where Genovia is! And She says that Roswell is such a relatively small town that she doubts anyone will find out! I asked if there were some major hotties in that school and she said yes! But not to get my hopes up because they are either all taken or jerks or as she so poetically out it: The boys of Roswell are like toy's; bright and shiny for a couple of weeks, then they get boring and dull and you have to dispose of them as soon as possible or you go crazy. But she has some weird fascination for some guy named Michael Guerin, she says he creeps her out and that he's so weird but it's what keeps her attention. So tomorrow I will be eating lunch with Maria Deluca and Alex Whitman. She said that Alex is super cool and nice. So I'm not too nervous. But I hope that starting a new life will come out better than the one I had been living In California. Night!
P.S. I still hate my Grandmère for lying about me being a princess for so long.
Monday, September 17, Homeroom
As it is so brutally obvious, today is my first day as a West Roswell High Student. And well, let me just tell you that I have yet to see a hottie. I mean don't get me wrong, I've seen some eye catchers but I just haven't seen a guy that made me feel the butterflies in my stomach. Ya know? The one's that might make my leg kick? (Like in the movies when a girl kisses her prince and her leg kinda… rises?) Okay Maria is telling me that the guy over in the corner of the room keeps staring at me. I wonder if he's a stalker who likes to stare at Princesses. Cool. My very first admirer. I've been taking this princess thing differently now. I mean sometimes when I think of it, it's okay. SOMETIMES! Man it is so boring in here. We're not allowed to talk or anything! Just do homework from the night before or read! But I like to read so I guess it's okay. Plus I can write in here whenever I want, because the teacher will think its homework! Alright!
-SHUT UP! Oh my gosh he is staring at me! I just now looked over in his direction and he turned really quickly. He's actually kind of cute… Hmmm… Hot body, very nice muscle tone- I'm lying this boy has the body of a GOD! His hair is black and slightly messy/spiked. His eyes are soulful and brown, you know that Destiny's Child song Brown eyes? Yup that is totally his song I swear they made it just for him!
P.S. I need 'cutie' boy history check! Better check out his status first though! I don't want to be in love with a boy who is taken. Not after the whole Lana/ Josh thing from my last school. Like that wasn't humiliating!
More Monday, September 17
His name is Max Evans and he has no idea about who I am. Alex found out for me. Well actually he just said 'Who? Max? He's like the school Jock, other than Kyle Valenti and he's way popular, like his fine sister but that's another story all together. And never would in a million years know who you really are or Care for that matter.'
'Gee thanks' I had replied.
'Anytime!' Alex smiled shoving 10 fries in his mouth.
I smacked him in the head and he choked on them.
I laughed.
So anyways I found out now that Max has a sister named Isabel, I think I might have a class with her because Maria said that she has PE next period and Isabel's in there. So for me to watch out for the 'Ice queen'. For some reason Maria has some kind of grudge against this girl. I have no idea why though, I must get to the bottom of this, and quick! I have Jazzercise and Maria says that it's one of the best workouts that a school district can provide for us 'over weight teenagers'.
I think she just implied I was fat…
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4 Saturday, September 15
Diary entry one, I'm Liz Parker and 5 days ago… I found out I'm a princess. Yes. Grandmère (which she makes me call her) Claudia dropped the bomb on me in the middle of my 17th birthday family dinner at the Sacramento, Hard Rock. Right next to the Guitar that was once played by Kurt Cobain. How honored I was to be sitting next to the guitar that was played by the legendary lead singer, Kurt, in one of my favorite bands, Nirvana. Everything seemed to be going great. My mother and father were actually in the same room together, and not fighting! Instead they were actually flirting with each other! I mean eww but YEAY! Anyways, my mom gives me my present, this journal and a $150 Dollar gift certificate to any Tower Department. I was ecstatic! My mom had actually got me something I loved! My dad was a winner too! He got me two CD's, LIFEHOUSE and St. Lunatics! And then he had also taken me shopping last week where he let me spend until my heart's content. I think I need another closet to fit all my new clothes, and shoes in. My father's always been wealthy; my mother never lets me spend his money though. She say's he's just trying to win me over with all his glamorous money deals. Whatever, then it was Grandmère Claudia's turn for my present. She stands and claps her hands three times and – okay you are soooo not going to believe me but - Out comes one of the best bands known to man. Did I mention SEXIEST!? Okay, okay… BREATH LIZ! BREATH!
*NSYNC!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think I must have blown out almost everyone's ears in the whole restaurant! So anyways Justin Timberlake, YES! Justin Randall Timberlake himself! Walks over to me and plants a gentle kiss on my cheek. I nearly fainted. Girls' all around were screaming for them while like 15 bodyguards are trying to keep them held back.
"Happy Birthday Princess, Elizabeth Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo Parker, Princess of Genovia… Whew! That was a long one!" He then turned to my Grandmère, "Did I get it right?" She nodded. He smiled at me and kissed my hand.
THEN!
Joshua "JC" Scott Chasez comes up and kisses my hand and my cheek and says the same. Then Joseph "Joey" Anthony Fatone, Jr., James "Lansten" Lance Bass, and Christopher "Chris" Alan Kirkpatrick all do the same! It had never even occurred to me why they were all calling me that! All I could think of was not to faint in front of all of them and embarrass myself for years to come. They serenaded me three times before wishing my a happy birthday, again, and singing me happy birthday, telling me to make a wish, and then telling me that they hope to see me later and that they have to go before they miss they're show at Arco Arena, which I had front seat, backstage passes to! I told them I wouldn't miss it for the world and then we all hugged and they left. WOW! But then it hits me. Why did they all call me 'Elizabeth Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo Parker, Princess of Genovia'? I turned to my Grandmère and asked, 'Why did they call me that Grandmère?'
'Because you are Dear.' She smiled.
'WHAT!?' I screamed.
'Elizabeth Amelia Parker! You do not ever use that tone with me or anyone else! You better not be using that tone back home! You are Princess of Genovia and you will speak in the gentle tone of a lady!' Grandmère shouted to me.
'But Grandmère! What are you talking about?!' I cried out.
'I will not repeat myself about your intolerable tone Mia.' Grandmère replied, her eyes narrowed and scary as ever.
'We weren't to speak of your Royalty until you turned 17 years old Mia.' My father replied after a moment of awkward silence. He and my mother always called me Mia, or Liz.
My Grandmère always calls or rather called me, Elizabeth Renaldo Parker.
Now it's "Elizabeth Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis-Renaldo Parker." Gross. I hate it. And I hate my Grandmère. My mother's last name is Parker. My father's is Thermopolis-Renaldo. When they split, my mother wanted me to keep her last name, and have my name hyphened instead to: Elizabeth Amelia Renaldo-Parker. Now it's, well you know. I am so SOOO confused! Why did they all lie to me? This is stupid! I don't want to be Elizabeth Amelia Blah Blah Blah! ERRRRRR! And to top it all off! My Mom and Dad are getting back together, Great right? WRONG! SO VERY WRONG! They are getting back together and moving to Roswell, New Mexico. Where they will buy a restaurant from the previous owners there called The CrashDown and then while I am there I will have everyday 'Princess Lessons' with Grandmère and attend Roswell High until I graduate and take my rightful place on the throne! Things just keep getting better and better don't they! Why can't my father be king instead of making me be princess! Why does he get to keep a normal life while I have to endure this! He says that he will visit Genovia twice a week to make sure things are always situated and all. I'm going to miss my friends. Lilly say's to call her everyday. My best friend Lilly. Her brother could careless I believe. I guess leaving school's isn't so bad. I never got along with most of the preppy girls there. Especially LANA WIENBERGER! Now there is a sunray through the dark cloudy day! They just seemed to get on my nerves! I mean what pansies! Strictly nails and lipstick girls, and then there's worse… CHEERLEADER'S! Oh Yeay lets go play! Oh yeay lets go run onto the free way! So I guess that will be the only thing good about coming to Roswell. Where I sit at this moment. I'm in my new house, in my new room. Right above the CrashDown, my room almost mirror's my other room back in California. I Miss it already. The only difference is that I didn't have a really cool balcony that I can sneak out of! He he he. Let us hope that my dad doesn't put bars up over it! Well I have to go because I forgot to tell you that I also have to work at the CrashDown as a waitress!
I hate my life!
Sunday, September 16
I Love My Life!
Okay well yesterday I was all mad because I had to work, well it turns out that as part of the selling agreement my parents signed to buy the CrashDown the previous owners made my father promise to never fire the workers that already had steady jobs there. My dad was more than pleased to agree. He doesn't believe in putting people on the street. Anyways there is this girl that works there. Her name is Maria Deluca. She's my age, my height (maybe a couple one or two inches taller) and her hair is blonde and about half way down her back. I LOVE when she ties it up and lets it curl slightly at the bottom, her eyes are as blue as the sea, I wish my eyes weren't so dull. I mean what kind of an eye color is brown? She is so cool! She said I could kick it with her and her crew when I start school tomorrow! I am so happy! She is so cool! She spent the night last night and we stayed up all night talking about things! And get this! She doesn't even care whether I was a princess or not! I really was reluctant to reveal my royalty status because my father said that people would or could use it against me and just use me for popularity but she was way cool about it! She doesn't even know where Genovia is! And She says that Roswell is such a relatively small town that she doubts anyone will find out! I asked if there were some major hotties in that school and she said yes! But not to get my hopes up because they are either all taken or jerks or as she so poetically out it: The boys of Roswell are like toy's; bright and shiny for a couple of weeks, then they get boring and dull and you have to dispose of them as soon as possible or you go crazy. But she has some weird fascination for some guy named Michael Guerin, she says he creeps her out and that he's so weird but it's what keeps her attention. So tomorrow I will be eating lunch with Maria Deluca and Alex Whitman. She said that Alex is super cool and nice. So I'm not too nervous. But I hope that starting a new life will come out better than the one I had been living In California. Night!
P.S. I still hate my Grandmère for lying about me being a princess for so long.
Monday, September 17, Homeroom
As it is so brutally obvious, today is my first day as a West Roswell High Student. And well, let me just tell you that I have yet to see a hottie. I mean don't get me wrong, I've seen some eye catchers but I just haven't seen a guy that made me feel the butterflies in my stomach. Ya know? The one's that might make my leg kick? (Like in the movies when a girl kisses her prince and her leg kinda… rises?) Okay Maria is telling me that the guy over in the corner of the room keeps staring at me. I wonder if he's a stalker who likes to stare at Princesses. Cool. My very first admirer. I've been taking this princess thing differently now. I mean sometimes when I think of it, it's okay. SOMETIMES! Man it is so boring in here. We're not allowed to talk or anything! Just do homework from the night before or read! But I like to read so I guess it's okay. Plus I can write in here whenever I want, because the teacher will think its homework! Alright!
-SHUT UP! Oh my gosh he is staring at me! I just now looked over in his direction and he turned really quickly. He's actually kind of cute… Hmmm… Hot body, very nice muscle tone- I'm lying this boy has the body of a GOD! His hair is black and slightly messy/spiked. His eyes are soulful and brown, you know that Destiny's Child song Brown eyes? Yup that is totally his song I swear they made it just for him!
P.S. I need 'cutie' boy history check! Better check out his status first though! I don't want to be in love with a boy who is taken. Not after the whole Lana/ Josh thing from my last school. Like that wasn't humiliating!
More Monday, September 17
His name is Max Evans and he has no idea about who I am. Alex found out for me. Well actually he just said 'Who? Max? He's like the school Jock, other than Kyle Valenti and he's way popular, like his fine sister but that's another story all together. And never would in a million years know who you really are or Care for that matter.'
'Gee thanks' I had replied.
'Anytime!' Alex smiled shoving 10 fries in his mouth.
I smacked him in the head and he choked on them.
I laughed.
So anyways I found out now that Max has a sister named Isabel, I think I might have a class with her because Maria said that she has PE next period and Isabel's in there. So for me to watch out for the 'Ice queen'. For some reason Maria has some kind of grudge against this girl. I have no idea why though, I must get to the bottom of this, and quick! I have Jazzercise and Maria says that it's one of the best workouts that a school district can provide for us 'over weight teenagers'.
I think she just implied I was fat…
A/N:
Shall I continue??? R/R To let me know! I have the next chapter waiting! Ü
¤Elena¤