Saturday, August 4th, The Palace in Genovia
MY LIFE IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OVER! I actually mean it this time too. After lunch today, Grandmere, said "Amelia, I need you to pack, we're leaving for New York at 6:00 this evening."
This totally surprised me, and was like, "What?! Why?! For how long?"
And she rolled her eyes and said, "You're auditioning for American Idol. The audition's on Monday, and you have to be there at 5:00 am, so we'll spend the night in Boston." As if this wasn't bad enough on it's own, it all sounded really scary with the French accent.
"Grandmere," I said. "Monday is a school day. Dad's making me go to summer school, because I failed Geometry, remember?"
She rolled her eyes again and said, "Who cares?"
So I'm like, "NO WAY! No. No. No. NO! Nuh, uh." Then I marched straight out and down to Dad's suite. She was yelling after me, "Amelia, Amelia!" Then gave up and called for a sidecar.
When I told Dad he got very mad. He told me he would talk to Grandmere. Yeah, like that's going to work. I mean, this is GRANDMERE. The one who makes me go to Black and White Balls and is totally rich and stuff.
So, I guess, while I'm waiting. I might as well pack.
Later, My Room in the Palace in Genovia
Oh my god. What am I going to do? My dad wasn't able to convince Grandmere, big surprise.
So now I have to audition.
Tina's IMing me!
Iluvromance: Hi, Mia! How's Genovia?
FatLouie: Terrible. Grandmere is making me audition for American Idol in Boston, so we're flying there tonight. She wants to buy me a completely designer outfit for it.
Iluvromance: Woops. Gotta go. Text me or call me while you're in Boston, if you need to talk.
FatLouie: Thanks, Tina!
Iluvromance: Noprob. Bye!
I love Tina. Oh! Lilly's IMing me now.
WomynRule: Hey, POG.
FatLouie: Hi Lilly. Get this: My grandmother is making me audition for American Idol in Boston. We're flying there tonight…
WomynRule: Boston? That's close to NYC. Maybe you can stop in Manhattan for a bit and we can go over plans for Student Council next year…
I'm auditioning for AI, and all my best friend can think about is Student Council?!
FatLouie: Sorry, Lilly, but I don't think I can. Gotta go pack.
WomynRule: You're just saying that, POG. See ya.
Even Later, Royal Genovian Jet
When Grandmere and I boarded the Jet, there were a ton of news vans parked outside. All taking pictures of us and going, "Mia! Mia! Do you hope to win American Idol?" and "Mia! Pop or Rock? The world wants to know!"
UGHHHHHH…. My life is so TOTALLY OVER!!!!!!!!!!! And the worst part its, it hasn't even really started yet.
This is newly edited. I combed the AI site for facts, so I could make it more accurate. Hope you like it. I'll edit more of it soon.
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