A/N:

OK, OK, OK

So you wanted a sequel?

Fine by me... I was hoping you did!

Just keep in mind Mia's entries (the time and date) are bolded. Michael's are just underlined.

Three Little Words

Mia stood at the altar, shocked at her words. She couldn't say 'I do'. She couldn't sacrifice her happiness like that. She looked nervously at the shocked faces in the large cathedral. There stood here Grandmere, giving her an evil stare from her seat. Her father sat with his head in his hands. She saw her mother silently sigh with relief. 'I'm sorry...I...I...I just can't,' she managed to stutter, and ran off into her room. She couldn't help but cry. She heard pounding on her door. It was her Grandmere. She ignored it.

Thursday, May 20, my apartment

Wow. I haven't kept a diary in a long time. I forgot how enjoyable it was! I haven't written in a diary in...What? Four years? When I graduated high school I just stopped...

But then Lilly got me this diary for my birthday. How does she know exactly what to get me every birthday? I'm beginning to think she can read minds, which is a very scary thought. But Lilly is scary, so that makes sense. Her brother on the other hand, isn't.

Why must I always get on the subject of Michael? Why?

God, I miss him. It's been five years and I still miss him. I'm still in love with him, and he has moved on.

After I got things between me and Didier straightened out (I made a big fuss until everyone agreed to cancel the contract), we never did get back together. I figured he had moved on, and I would too.

But I'm still in love with him, and it's too late now.

So now I'm stuck here in Manhattan, taking classes at NYU, while he's in Connecticut flirting with Judith Gershner. It makes me sick. Lilly says he still has feeling for me, but I doubt it. She almost made me go to his graduation 2 years ago, but I refused. I wouldn't be able to bear seeing him again.

I do see him occasionally, but we rarely speak to each other. He always seems to have a new girlfriend every time I ask Lilly. He seems to be getting on fine.

Tina tells me that he wasn't the one for me, and if he was the one for me, we would be together. But this isn't one of her predictable romance novels, where everything always works out fine, this is my life.

Every one of my dates since has been a disaster, because each and every one was competing with Michael. And no one can beat Michael when it comes to my heart.

That's the sad truth.

And it's a very sad truth.

You see, my life sucks. Over the years the paparazzi has become more and more persistent, monitoring my damn love life. How is my love life their business?

But I guess some things are good. For instance: I'm going to college in New York with Lilly, Tina, and Shameeka. If it wasn't for my mother and her ability to persuade my Grandmere, I would have gone to a Genovian college, and lived in the palace. But I wanted to live in an apartment with Fat Louie (fourteen years old and still going strong, fatter than ever). (A/N: I hope I got his age right...)

Lilly set me up on another blind date tonight. I told her I hate blind dates, but she insists that I might me a really nice guy that way. Easy for her to say, she still has Boris. She has never been on a blind date. I have enough problems in my life. I do not need blind dates right now.

Things wrong with my life:

- I'm still in love with my ex-boyfriend, who has moved on since "the breakup".

- I'm barely getting through college.

- I'm the sole heir to the throne of Genovia, and after college, I'm moving to Genovia to take up my "royal duties".

- My Grandmere is torturing me about my lacking of a boyfriend.

- So is Lilly.

- So is Tina.

- So is Shameeka.

- Even Boris says I need to get my love life under control.

And now Lilly makes me go on blind dates. Great. Just great. My life couldn't get any worse.

Thursday, May 20, Vendredi's Café

I'm sitting here, drinking some nice warm coffee and some cafe, and I get the sudden urge to keep a journal. Why? Because Mia used to keep one, and I'd hate to say it, but I am still not over her. Pathetic, isn't it? I used to keep a journal when we were together. The fact that Billy keeps calling it a diary isn't helping either. I know that Billy is my roommate and my best friend, but he can be a bit annoying at times. And I know he's going to try to read it, so I'm keeping it on my trusty laptop that my parents gave me and doing everything I can to keep unwanted readers out.

Judith tells me I'm paranoid, but this is my journal, not hers, and nothing that's in here is any of her business. Honestly, she gets on my nerves sometimes. And is it just me, or does she flirt with me constantly? Billy says she likes me. I hope she doesn't. I've had enough girls who "liked" me, and then they either cheated on me or dumped me.

My love life sucks. I'm always on dates on girls I hope will turn out to be "the one", but most turn out not to be my type, even though I'm not exactly sure what my type is. Mia is my type. God damn it Michael! Get a hold of yourself!

The question is: Why aren't we together?

The truth is: I thought it was officially over. I thought that the relationship didn't have a chance. I loved her to much to break her heart again. I thought I would move on, and so would she.

She probably has, and I obviously haven't. Lilly tells me she still has feelings for me, but Lilly is known for her scams. Lilly has lied to me before. She was probably just messing with my head.

Sometimes I can't wonder about how she is doing. Is she happy? Does she think about me? Does she miss me? Does she still love me? Has she moved on? Has she fallen in love? Is she being taken care of?

I would ask Lilly, but I don't want her to catch on to the fact that I still love Mia. Billy is the only one who knows, and that's only because he has never met Mia, so he wouldn't ever have the chance to tell her. I don't think I want her to know.

A/N:

There it is! Tell me what you think!

I'll update ASAP...