This is a follow on from my story Princess Dairies Nine and a Half, which was written before Princess Diaries Ten came out… so forget what happened in that one and read the first part of this story.

DO IT!

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I don't own it, but I do love it!

Sunday 28th March, Morning, The Loft

I know I said that I was going to try to live without my journal… and I have totally been doing a really good job of that until now. Really I have! Some things I can't keep inside, and it's good news this time.

I have just had the best news ever! And I mean EVER! And this is how much I have grown up in the past six journal free months. I am not even freaking out about the fact that…

MICHAEL IS COMING HOME!

No, not for good, he still hasn't finished revolutionising the surgical industry. But he is coming home for WHOLE WEEK!

Ok so it's not his first visit home since the whole fiasco in October. He came home for Christmas. But I was stuck in Genovia with Dad. He wouldn't even let stay home to see the love of my life… even if we decided not to be together until he got back from Japan. He just went on about needing me for damage control… it's selfish really. I know it was the right thing to do and everything, but I might not have brought democracy to Genovia if I had known it would be so much work.

Who would have thought that bringing democracy to a country that had never known it would be so hard?

But that's not even the most important thing! In five days time Michael Mosokvitz will be in the same country as me… the same city even! For the first time since we spent the night together. Ok, so it was strictly PG stuff and we sort of broke up for like the forth time afterwards but still its got to mean something.

Anyway we only broke up because Michael thought that I wasn't mature enough handle the long distance thing. But I have mature a lot in the last six months. A LOT!

Not that I'm expecting anything… we both agreed not to think about getting anything serious until he finished revolutionising heart surgery. But that doesn't stop his neck from smelling so good and friends can smell each other's necks right?

I don't know why I am so nervous, Michael and I email almost everyday. We even get to see each other, well sort of, since my mum got me a webcam. She got it to celebrate the fact that we won the lawsuit against JP.

Thanks to the Genovian Legal Team, working round the clock till Christmas, JP's book will never see the light of day. Its times like those I'm kind of glad I'm a Princess. Then again, I wouldn't have an ex-boyfriend who had written a tell-all book about his relationship with me if I wasn't a Princess. So I wouldn't need one hundred royal lawyers to stop it from being published.

At least I know who my real friends are… and that you should never cross Lana or anyone she is a friend with.

Speaking of friends, that's Lilly calling. She must have just heard that Michael is coming home. I bet she is calling because she thinks that I am freaking out… I am totally not on account of how mature I am now.

Sunday 28th March, The Loft, 10 mins later

I am totally freaking out!