The Diary of an American Princess
By Prittie in Punk
Summary: Mia's diary, filled with her deepest secrets of her secret love for Michael and her rants about Kenny, her boyfriend, is missing. Her thoughts are revealed to all of America including her school, and—most of all—Michael.
Disclaimer: I do not own the brilliant story of The Princess Diaries, nor do I own any of the characters. They all belong to the wonderful—and my favorite—author Meg Cabot. If I did, I would not be on FanFiction.Net, would I? The song "Everywhere" belongs to Michelle Branch. On with the story...
Chapter 1
Everywhere
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Saturday, December 5, the loft
I know I should be happy. I've wanted a boyfriend for a long, long time, and now I have one. I should be thrilled. I would be thrilled...
That is, if I wasn't in love with someone else. And that someone is Michael Moscovitz. And, of course, I have no chance with him. He's a really hot senior, who also happens to be a genius. I'm Mia, a geeky freshman who is barely passing Algebra, with his help, ironically enough.
And then there's Judith Gershner, who clones fruit flies in her bedroom, and is also pretty, unlike me. I apparently have no mammary glands and huge feet. Who wants a girl with huge feet?
Not that it matters, because Kenny is my boyfriend. I'm pretty much stuck with Kenny.
It's really not that bad when you think about it. I mean, I can always just avoid kissing him and stating my feelings for the rest of my life, right?
Or at least until I can gather up the guts to break up with him, which isn't going to happen anytime soon. I know—
Later
Sorry. He called me. Kenny, I mean.
Kenny: Hi Mia!
Me: Hi Kenny...
I tried to sound as happy as he was. I don't think it worked but he didn't seem to notice.
Kenny: How are you?
Horrible.
Me: Fine. You?
Kenny: I'm great! Did you see that anime special on last night?
Oh God. I like anime and all, but Kenny's just obsessed.
Me: No, but I see you did...
Kenny: Of course! They had this thing where they...
This is sort of where I zoned out. I can't help it. It's not like I had any idea of what he was talking about. What is Ranma anyway?
Kenny: Mia?
Me (becoming aware I'm supposed to be listening): Huh?
Kenny: Oh, I was getting the impression you weren't listening...
Me: I was listening!
I am such a liar.
Kenny: Oh, so do you want to go the anime convention with me tomorrow?
No! Not another one!
Me: Uh...sure Kenny. That'd be great.
Kenny: Okay. So I'll see you then?
Me: Yeah.
Kenny: I love you, Mia.
Me: Uh huh...bye.
He tells me he loves me and that's the best I can come up with? Uh huh? Of course, he's been telling me he loves me for a whole week now, and all I can say is uh huh. I mean, what else should I say? 'I'm sorry Kenny, but I don't love you. In fact, I'm in love with Michael.' You don't say that. Or at least I don't. It just sounds so mean.
And now, because of how pathetic I am, I have to go to another stupid anime convention with Kenny. I will probably end up being really bored the whole time. And then, at the end of the date, he'll walk me to my door, tell me how much he loves me, and ask me if I had a good time. I'll lie and tell him, 'Of course.' Then He'll kiss me and I'll turn away to avoid it.
Does that sound like fun to you?
I think not.
Sunday, December 6, Michael's tutoring session
Me and Michael alone in the living room. Well, not really alone, Lilly is right across the room, working on the next episode of Lilly Tells it like it is. Doesn't that sound nice? I know, I know, I have a boyfriend, but I can't help it. And Kenny really doesn't mind. I even told him, and didn't say much, just, "That's great Mia. Want a pretzel?" Of course, he doesn't know what goes through my head during the tutoring sessions, like how Michael smells like ivory soap, or how good he looks without his shirt. Or at least I hope he doesn't. But he can't, since I have never told anyone, not one person, about how I'm in love with Michael.
I can't tell Lilly, because she would probably get mad at me. I know she will be mad if she finds out I'm in love with her brother.
I can't tell Tina. She might try to set me up with him or something. That would humiliate me. Or worse, she might tell Lilly.
Shameeka would tell Tina.
And Michael is out of the question.
See what I mean?
So anyway, even though I'm a bit distracted when he tutors me, it really does help. He helped me raised my F to a D+. And occasionally, he leans over really close so I can feel his breath on my cheeks, takes my pen, and writes something so he can explain something. Even though he' just trying to explain something, it's very exhilarating, though I'm sure he doesn't know this. I'm sure he also doesn't mean to bump his knees into mine, which happens often.
Of course, these perfectly pleasant tutoring sessions always seem to be interrupted by Kenny, only making me feel guilty. I was just sitting there, listening happily to Michael's deep voice, when I looked down at my watch to realize that I had to go home and get ready for my date with Kenny.
So now Michael's in the kitchen calling Lars for me (he insisted he call, see why I love him?).
Uh oh. Limo's here.
Turn it
inside out so I can see
The part of you that's drifting over me
And when I wake you're never there
But when I sleep you're everywhere
You're everywhere
And when I touch your hand
It's then I understand
The beauty that's within
It's now that we begin
You always light my way
I hope there never comes a day
No matter where I go
I always feel you so
You're in
everyone I see
So tell me
Do you see me?