Disclaimer: Yes, I did create this whole story. No, I do not own any of the characters. Meg Cabot has that honor, needless to say. If you have read the wonderful series (and you should since you are here) then you know that already. Hopefully I can live up to Ms. Cabot's wonderful world of Mia.

Point Of View: Michael Moscovitz

Takes Place around the time of the 4th book. From December 20th - December 21st and January 19th - January 22nd and January 24th. Each chapter covers the events of one day. That means there are seven chapters.

This story will have a sequel if I get enough comments, so comment away if you like my style of writing. The sequel should be really good. (With a new character and everything!)

Alrighty than. Here is the first Chapter. A Tale Of Two Parties. Enjoy!

I can't believe it.

Me.

Michael Moscovitz.

Only age 18.

I am going to be a…

a…

father.

It all started on a Friday night – 1 month ago. December 30, 2005. The day that started the spiraling, deadly cycle that would eventually lead to my ultimate demise. Little did I know then how different my life would be now…now that its all over and done with.

So, what are you doing for New Years? Kenny asked. We were sitting in a computer club meeting that was turning out to be especially unproductive and pointless. You see, I had decided to stay home for the holidays instead of going, like usual, with the family to Florida. This was because I thought it would be fun to attend winter sessions of the AEHS Computer Club. Unfortunately it had turned out to be a total bust.

I don't know man, I replied, I mean, with Mia in Genovia I guess I am just going to bring in the New Year alone in my room. I know, it should be great fun!

Dude! You should totally come to this party with me and a few other people. I mean, it's gotta be better than hanging out at home, right?And who knows, it could be fun. Kenny had a point. I mean, in all reality staying home sounded like the opitimy of BORING. And with Mia gone, it would just be all the more unbearably lonely.

Sure man. I guess I am up for that, Isaid - giving into the fact that I had nothing better to do.

Great. So I guess I'll give you the details later. We should probably pay attention to what's going on here. We might miss some oh-so-important information. Kenny said with a sarcastic I'm-trying-so-hard-to-look-serious look on his face.

Oh yeah. Very important. We both smiled and then Kenny turned around in an effort to pay attention. I, on the other hand, turned my thoughts towards the one person that I actually feel completely happy and at ease with – Mia. How was she going to spend HER New Years? I had to talk to her soon or else risk internal combustion.

I went home after the meeting and was walking to my room when I saw that Pavlov, my dog, needed to have a little walk to relieve himself. So, I put on his leash and away we went. Pav and I were casually walking through the park – him stopping every once and a while to sniff out a spot to do his business – and I noticed that the AEHS Junior Varsity Cheerleaders were holding a practice. (I SWEAR! Do they NEVER give it a rest?) I didn't really think anything of them. Pavlov would have probably finished and we would have gone on our way if I hadn't spotted Lana Weinberger talking to one of Lily's friends, Shameeka, in a sort of secretive way. (This sort of thing never happens. Typically Lana likes to pretend Shameeka is nonexistant – even though she IS on the cheer squad and everything.)

So, you see? You HAVE to go Shay! Lana spouted, a little on the loud side, It's like, the party of CENTURY! Everyone is going to be there and they EXPECT us cheerleaders to show up too!

Shameeka just looked distraught, and a little bit confused. Ummm…. She smiled.

Great! So I'll see you there! Lana said and walked back towards the pyramid of girls in bright blue mini skirts, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder as she turned. As she did, she glanced in my direction. She must have thought I was Josh or someone because she smiled and then looked away quickly. Shameeka just stood there in a daze.

As I walked Pavlov back home, the weirdest thought crossed my mind. What if that party Lana was talking to Shameeka about and the party Kenny asked me to come to are…one in the same? I thought. But then I realized that must not be true, because Kenny would never be invited to such a party. Not that he isn't a likable guy. He is. The popular people are just more selective when it comes to the looks department – in which Kenny lacks a bit. There are tons of parties, I told myself. But something inside me was still concerned.

When I got home I got online to pass the time and Kenny Instant Messaged me. JoCRox: Hey Moscovitz

LinuxRulz: Hey Kenny. What's going on?

JoCRox: Oh nothing.

LinuxRulz: O…K…

pause

LinuxRulz: Then what did you want?

JoCRox: Oh sorry. I was talking to someone else. Anyway…I just thought you'd want to know where the party was at.

LinuxRulz: Well, yeah, that would be nice.

JoCRox: Alright. It's at 10259 St.

LinuxRulz: Isn't that an actual house?

JoCRox: Well, yeah, it is now that you mention it. But I've got to go. See ya tomarrow, Moscovitz.

LinuxRulz: Kenny I…

But that's when Kenny signed out.

Weird.

If this party is in a real house, it would HAVE to be put on by someone wealthy, I thought, Maybe that other friend of Lily's, Tina, has finally convinced her parents to allow a party to be held at her house. Hmm…

Just then Mia signed on and sent me an IM.

FtLouie: Hey Michael. How have you been?

LinuxRulz: You sound very formal. What's up?

FtLouie: Nothing. I'm fine. Great even.

LinuxRulz: Come on Mia, you can tell me.

FtLouie: It's just…you haven't found someone, have you?

LinuzRulz: That's crazy Mia! You KNOW you are the ONLY one for me.

FtLouie: Really? Ok, well I have to go. I sort of sneaked into this office to talk to you, and my cousin Rene might be in a little bit of trouble if we are found.

LinuxRulz: Ok, Mia. Goodnight. I love you.

FtLouie: I love you too. Bye.

LinuxRulz: Bye

After Mia signed off a message popped up from – you would not believe it – Lana Weinberger herself. Cautiously, I opened it expecting some sort of virus infected prank mail. But when I looked, it was addressed to a bunch of other people as well. You would not believe what it said.

You are cordially invited to the

PARTY OF THE CENTURY

I stopped reading after that because I was really beat and I was sure it wasn't meant for me anyway. (And if it was, I really didn't want to know if it was the party I was already going to with Kenny.)

So then I decided to go to bed. I'd had enough of consciousness for one day. I could deal with everything tomarrow.

Hey Guys. This was my very first fanfic. Be Brutally honest with me, but remember that it's only the first chapter of my first story. Oh, and one more thing. I will update as soon as I get my first comment. So there's the button - right over there. I hope you liked it. The next chapter is called Disaster In Paradise.