A/N: This is my first ever Princess Diaries story. I want to clear up a few things before I begin.
- This is a first movie story, before and possibly ignoring the second. I love Nick's character, but this isn't his story.
- Mia will continue schooling at Grove High, and in the summer take "princess" lessons in Genovia.
- This will take place before the movie, mostly Michael's POV when it comes to learning Mia's a princess, etc, etc. It may take me awhile and forgive me if I'm not exactly dead on with quotes as I don't own the movie, my friend has it and I watched it a lot at her house. Well okay it shouldn't take long, Michael doesn't say too overly much in the movie at least that I wouldn't be able to remember.
- I have NO clue how old Michael is, I assume older, say 17, in eleventh grade. Right now, he's in tenth grade, 16, and Mia and Lilly are in ninth grade, turning 15. Yes, its approximately a year before the actual fact of her learning she is a princess
Now that that's out of the way, the actual authors note. If you guys have any words of advice, constructive criticism, anything like that, please let me know how I can improve this story. If I think it wouldn't benefit the story, I won't necessarily take it, but the advice is appreciated and in most cases I will take it to heart and use it to improve the actual quality of this story. R & R, let me know what you think, and feel free to be honest, just don't review saying "this sucks" and that's it. If you must say that, tell me why it does so I can improve it. Thanks. Sorry to throw all that info at you at once, but its better now than later.
Disclaimer: Princess Diaries doesn't belong to me. As I've yet to read the book, I don't even know who wrote it. I want to read the book, it's the next one I plan on reading after I read the sequel to Eragon, which is Eldest. Yeah, I'm a fan of many different series, and styles of writing, and such.
Invisible
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Chapter One: Michael Moscovitz
(Michael's POV— "I" instead of "he")
My name is Michael Moscovitz, and I have known Mia Thermopolis for as long as I can remember. After all, she was my sister Lilly's best friend, and had been since they were little. And, for as long as I could remember, Mia was simply my younger sisters friend... somewhat my own friend, although we don't often hang out together. Then, unknown to anyone but me, things began to change. Mia Thermopolis was not simply Mia Thermopolis. I found that, without me giving consent, or without me even realizing it was happening, I began to fall for her. I never intended for it to happen... it was strange, it would be awkward if she knew. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
The day started out like any other, and I was walking to school, a notebook in one hand, a pencil tapping the page in the other. I was attempting to write another song for my band, but no words were coming to mind. In fact, my mind was completely blank, and I had no inspiration whatsoever. It always had amazed me how one second I could be so caught up in a storm writing a song, and the next second, the flow of my words was lost, and I was as blank as a sheet of paper.
Today was no different. I heard footsteps approaching me, but I paid no attention to it, and paid attention only to where I was going (I didn't intend on walking into a bus) and the song I was supposed to be writing.
"Where's Lilly today?" a familiar voice asked me. I decided that it was no use trying to write a song, after all, I had no inspiration, no idea what I wanted the song to be based on, and besides, I had company now. Mia was walking beside me to school, looking as awkward as she always did. I didn't know why she was so shy, I mean yeah, she wasn't exactly the most popular girl in school, but she was extremely nice and deserved more friends then the ones she had— basically, Lilly, myself, and in a minor way, Jeremiah.
"She's sick today, or so she says. Personally, I think she's trying to get out of singing today, I heard her complaining to herself she doesn't like the song we're doing." I told her. Mia smiled, and laughed. At least she was comfortable around me and Lilly, unlike everyone else. I was actually surprised when I learned she was in choir with Lilly, because she seemed to be so shy. Perhaps singing was the only way she could get over that.
"Oh, really? Why doesn't she like the song?" Mia asked me. I glanced over at her, and saw her staring absentmindedly at the field just ahead at the school. I followed her gaze, and frowned as I saw her gaze had fallen upon Josh Bryant.
Josh was the type of guy every girl in the student body seemed to fall head over heels for. Not for his personality, as it should be, because no sane girl would fall for him for his personality, but because of his looks, his popularity, and the fact that he was an athlete. Josh was, to say the least, arrogant, and a complete jerk to people like Mia. Wait... people like Mia? Just what was THAT supposed to mean? I suppose it just... came out wrong. But he was a jerk to anyone who wasn't popular, and because of Mia's lack of self-confidence... I didn't understand why she liked the guy. As far as I knew, she had since she had started at Grove High. Not that it was really my business, but I didn't want her to get hurt... she was my friend, and my sisters best friend.
"Oh, she thinks its boring." I replied, trying to bring her attention back to reality, a reality that didn't include Josh. Mia turned away from staring at the field and smiled at me.
"I think it's a lot of fun," she replied. We had finally reached the school, and went to our lockers. Mine was near hers, so we didn't need to split until we reached our lockers. As I arrived at my own, I saw that Jeremiah was headed my way. Not that there was anything wrong with him, he was a nice guy and I had a feeling he liked my sister, but he had a habit of doing these... magic tricks... that most people grew out of doing long before this time in their lives. Not Jeremiah... he wasn't embarrassed in any way that he did these tricks, even though I know Lilly often taunted him about it. I won't deny it, my sister could be extremely rude and uncalled for, and I knew my parents thought she needed an attitude adjustment. Personally, I found her occasional rudeness and her taunts extremely entertaining, especially when directed at me. After all, I had a strange sense of humor.
"Hey Michael," Jeremiah called out to me. I glanced at his hands and noticed, with a sigh of relief, that there was no deck of cards to be found, no little magic trick he wanted to try. With my locker being so close to his, and with him being a friend of mine, however distant we sometimes were, I had probably seen more tricks than anyone else at the school.
"Hey, Jeremiah. Are you ready for that test in history today?" I asked him. Out of nowhere, he brought out his study notes, and glanced at them.
"No, as usual. I can study all I want, but I never remember a thing. I figured I'd do some extra cramming before the exam and hope that I remembered something, that sometimes works. How about you?" he asked. I nodded.
"Yeah, I studied over the weekend, at least during my free time, something I didn't have a lot of this weekend." I told him. I glanced over and saw Mia sitting down on a bench, reading a book. Josh Bryant walked over to her, and she seemed so stunned that he was so close to her. I didn't see why she should be... after all, their lockers were side by side! But I wasn't about to attempt to figure out how a female's mind worked, I knew from experience that it was a complicated thing best left unsolved.
Josh walked so close to Mia I thought for sure that he was actually going to talk to her. I could tell by the look on her face that she thought the same. Yet we were both wrong... instead, Josh sat on her, and jumped up, startled to find he was sitting on a person.
"Oh, sorry about that," he replied, laughing as he walked towards his friends. I saw Mia's devastated look and glared in Josh's direction. I didn't understand how people honestly didn't see her when they went to sit down, she wasn't invisible! I was afraid that it was some joke they all had planned, to hurt her. If that was the case, I'd... forget it, Michael. I told myself. She didn't ask for your help, so until then just butt out. You have other things to focus on. Like that History test today. Writing that song. Rehearsing with the band again. Just forget about Mia.
"Oh, well, wish me luck," Jeremiah replied. He started to walk away, but turned around again. "Michael..." he started slowly. I turned to him, and leaned against the lockers.
"Yeah?" I asked him, my arms folded.
"Where's, uh, Lilly today?" he asked me. I tried not to say anything that would give away that it was obvious he liked her.
"Supposedly sick at home. I don't think she's really contagious, so you could probably stop off after school, and..." I thought of a quick excuse for him to come over. I knew if I said it was to see her, Jeremiah would refuse, even if he wanted to. He believed nobody knew he liked Lilly, and I was sure he wanted it kept that way, so I wasn't about to burst his bubble. "I'll help you with history, so you can do that retest if you did that bad, and you can bug her with that trick you do, the one where you pull a coin from behind her ear." I replied. Jeremiah seemed to like that idea, and warmed up to it.
"Okay, see you then! Bye Michael," he called, as he headed to class. I saw that Mia was still moping in the corner, and how she jumped up as soon as anyone neared her, so that they wouldn't have a chance to sit on her again. I put a hand on her shoulder for a split second, and told her to follow me.
"What did you want?" she asked me. Her change of mood was evident, and I began to wonder what I wanted myself. I had originally had the intention of cheering her up when I had told her to follow, but now what?
"I saw Josh sit on you... don't worry about him, he's a jerk anyways," I told her. I had intended for that to cheer her up, basically telling her jerks like Josh didn't matter, but she only looked more sad and I knew that it was another one of those times I should have kept my mouth shut.
"I know, but I like giving people the benefit of the doubt, I mean really who says a person can't change? And if he did change that would mean he's not a jerk and if he's not a jerk..." she cringed. Sighing, she replied more slowly, "I'm doing it again, aren't I?" she asked me. I smiled at her, pretending not to have a clue what she was talking about.
"Doing what again?" I asked her.
"Talking fast when I get nervous about talking about something, I mean its not my fault its just like a nervous reaction but Lilly says..."
"Talking fast, huh? Kind of like now?" I asked her. She nodded, and stopped talking for the moment. The bell rang and we both walked our separate ways to our classes. I waved to her before turning around and sighing. People like Josh were what bothered me... normally, I didn't judge people without getting to know them, but Josh and his friends, and Lana and her friends, were the type of people you just knew were jerks because they weren't afraid to let the entire world know.
Funnily enough, as I was walking to my class, who should appear but a grinning Lana and her cheerleader friends? I won't even bother with their names just yet... too confusing for early in the morning, I decided. I attempted to manoeuver around them, but once I saw that they had no intention of moving out of the way, I crossed my arms and stood there.
"Mind moving?" I asked Lana. She looked at her friends, and I began wondering why I hadn't just shoved them all out of the way, into some nearby garbage can. Oh, I remember... because I would have felt bad even if they did deserve it. So far, these ninth graders had yet to bother me, only people around me that I cared about.
"Actually, I do mind. Your in our way," she added. I rolled my eyes and stepped back to the wall, allowing them to be able to make it past me.
"Be on your way, your royal highness," I replied mockingly. She glared at me, but softened her expression. She put a hand on my arm, staring at it.
"You know, you're pretty cute, even if you are friends with... well, the wrong crowd." she replied. She looked up at me, and I felt like banging my head into a wall. Great, it was bad enough I had other girls watching me at band practice and loudly discussing how cute I was, now I was about to have Lana and her friends do the same? No. I realized. There's something up... I pretended not to have noticed, and moved my way back to class. As I reached the door, I turned around and saw Lana and her friends still standing there, still watching.
"See, the thing is, Lana, is that my friends aren't the "wrong crowd". Just because you think that, doesn't mean they are, and just because you think they are the wrong crowd, I think I'll hang with them even more than usual just to bug you." I replied. I turned back around and walked into the classroom. Behind me, I knew there was a fuming group of cheerleaders, and that didn't bother me in the least.
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(No one's particular POV)
Mia sighed as her math class was assigned even more homework for over the weekend. Great, she thought. Now I can't even pretend to have a life, I have homework. Sometimes I wish that the teachers would realize some people had a life and not give us homework. Oh well... I'll do it at lunch today so I won't have that much work to do at home. Besides, since Lilly's not here, I need something to do that won't make me look so alone. Mia grabbed her books as the bell rang to announce that class was over, and began heading to her locker to get her other books for her next class, which was English. She saw Michael waiting near her locker, and she smiled.
"Hey, Michael," she replied. Michael, noticing her arrive, grinned and waved briefly. "Did you want something?" Mia asked absentmindedly. She grabbed a library book out of her locker, swapped her math binder for her English binder, and closed her locker. Michael shrugged.
"No, nothing really. Just that Lilly asked me to give this to you so you could hand it in for her, for English." Michael handed Mia Lilly's English assignment, which was an essay that was to be wrote on the topic of public display of affection, "PDA". Mia noticed it was probably about twelve pages long, and she wondered how her friend could have possibly wrote something that long about PDA. Mia's own assignment was probably only three pages, and that was with her giving both points of view, one of it being bad, the other of it not being bad, and stating that it should be kept somewhere in between.
"Oh, okay. So are you going to be playing the piano at our choir practice again?" Mia asked. Michael nodded, but turned as one of the guys in his band called to him.
"Yeah, but listen Mia I have to go, see you at choir," Michael replied. He jogged over to his friend, Felix, and Mia continued on her way to English class. She turned around for a moment, glanced at Michael, and then held her books close to her as she walked by the laughing students who all started talking about her to one another. There was Lana, the head cheerleader, most popular girl in school, snob that always bothered Mia. She desperately hoped that Lana would just leave her be, but no such look.
"Look, it's Mia. Oh, are you heading for our English class? I can just hear her reading out loud now, "R-r-r-r-romeo, w-where art t-t-t-t-thou R-r-r-r-romeo?" She's so pathetic even when she's reading out loud from a book she can't speak. Going to throw up again in class? Do you even speak at all, or do you just act like a puppet and do whatever the teachers tell you to?" Lana asked. Mia ignored her, hugged her books even closer to herself, and continued walking, ignoring the laughter that broke out behind her. She would not retort, she would not sink to Lana's level...
"Lana, why don't you get yourself a life and stop trying to get involved in the lives of others? If anyone's pathetic, it's you and your so-called friends who live to embarrass and hurt the feelings of others." Mia turned around to see who it was that had stuck up for her, and saw Michael and his friend Felix glaring at Lana. Lana didn't seem at all fazed by Michael's words, and in fact pretended she hadn't heard it at all.
"Michael, what are you doing tonight?" she asked, playing with her hair. Michael pushed past her, and Lana glared at his back and crossed her arms. A confused and angry Josh soon came up behind her.
"Why would you want to know what he's doing tonight?" he asked angrily. Lana smiled at him and kissed him fully on the lips. When they broke apart, she leaned into him and whispered something into his ear. He smiled, and Mia turned away, disgusted at Lana's behaviour, and jealous that she had Josh wrapped around her finger and that Mia herself didn't stand a chance with him. Who am I kidding... Mia thought sadly. No guy in his right mind would like me. I wouldn't like me... Mia thought. She entered her English class, and was unaware that Michael had turned back and looked at her, catching sight of a single tear sliding down her face. Don't be sad, Mia... Michael thought. He turned back towards Felix and the two of them headed to the music room for their music class, and since it was still break, they'd have time to practice just a bit before class started.
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At the end of the day, Mia began walking home by herself. She normally would have walked with Lilly, but Lilly was sick. When Lilly was sick, and sometimes even when she wasn't, Mia would walk with Michael. Only now, Michael had a band practice to go to until five, and Mia had no other friends. She opened the door to the house as she walked inside. She dropped her backpack into a chair and walked into the kitchen, noticing a note from her mother.
(A/N: Italics is the note, bolded is Mia's thoughts)
Dear Mia, I have a date tonight so you'll be dining by yourself tonight. Maybe you could invite one of your friends over? Sorry that this is such late notice, but it was a spur of the moment thing, and, well, I'm sure you understand. No, I don't understand... anyways, be good, I'll call later tonight, and there's money for pizza on the counter... extra for M&M's, in case you invite Michael over. Now what's that supposed to mean? Why Michael? Why not "in case you invite Lilly over"? Oh... because Michael's the one that likes M&M's... ah, never mind... Mia thought. She tossed the note back onto the table, and grabbed the money before writing her own note saying she was going to Lilly's, and she got on her scooter and went.
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(Michael's POV)
After band practice was over, I headed for home which wasn't too far from where the garage was that the band practised at, attempting to write a song. Nothing was coming to mind, except for one scary moment words of a mushy love song popped into my head. There was nothing wrong with a love song, I wrote a few of them, but it was too... too much of a candy love song, and that wasn't my thing. Words began popping into my head, and I quickly pulled out my notebook to write them down. I didn't know if I'd use them as they were or not, but it couldn't hurt to have it down just in case I wanted it.
I'm a terrible person
Cause I've made up my mind
I'm a terrible person
Cause I've led her on
I'm the only one who knows what I've done to her, oh yeah...
I'm much smarter now
I won't tell her friends before her
Oh, I'm afraid...
Satisfied, I put away the notebook and continued heading for home. When I actually made it there, I heard laughter coming from inside the house, and smiled. My parents weren't home, I knew that much... so obviously, Mia must have come over. Oh, Jeremiah! I forgot I told him to come over and I'd help him out... I'll call him when I get in. I decided. I jogged up the stairs that lead up to the porch, and walked inside. I saw Mia sitting on the couch, her legs pulled underneath her. Lilly was wearing her pajamas still, and doing an impersonation of what I think was meant to be Lana. After she did several bad attempts at pretending to flirt with some guy, Mia burst out laughing and I saw her soda come out her nose. I knocked on the doorframe and stood there. Mia seemed shocked to see me there, and for a moment said nothing. Finally she burst out laughing and actually started snorting, causing her and Lilly to laugh even harder. Finally, Lilly turned to me.
"What do you want?" she asked. "Shouldn't you be in your room, making music or whatever?" she asked. I rolled my eyes.
"Composing? Nah, not right now. I actually needed the phone, so..." I moved around the couch, purposely messed up Lilly's hair more than it already was, and grabbed the phone and sat down on a chair. While I was waiting for Jeremiah to pick up the phone, I noticed Lilly glaring at me. "What?" I asked her.
"Uh, do you mind?" she asked. I glanced at Mia, my gaze lingering perhaps a little too long, and then turned back to Lilly.
"What, that you guys are in here? Nah, go ahead, I don't mind." I replied. I knew perfectly well that wasn't at all what she had meant, but do you think I was going to leave just because she wanted me to? Now, what kind of brother would I be then?
"MICHAEL MOSCOVITZ YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I MEANT!" Lilly shouted, standing up. I held up my hands in mock surrender.
"Whoa, cool down Lilly. You know, for someone who is sick, you sure seem perfectly— ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT!" I shouted, after being attacked by my younger sister. I laughed and shoved her over at the chair before walking away with the cordless phone. I heard Mia laughing, and turned around and bowed, before leaving.
"Your brothers really funny, why aren't you nicer to him?" I heard Mia ask.
"Because he's a moron, that's like asking me how the mind of someone like Lana works," Lilly replied. I rolled my eyes and dialed Jeremiah's number.
A/N: Well, there's the first chapter of my first ever Princess Diaries story... I really want to read the books since like the second movie totally dropped Michael's character, and I'd understand if they had to replace the actor because Robert Schwartzman (aka Robert Carmine) is focusing on his band, Rooney, but still to just drop the character and age her like six years? Ahh, well. R&R, and I'll reply (if it's a signed review or if an email is left)
