A/N: Sorry about the delay, I got stuck...also, the formatting with the list (you'll see) didn't carry over to the upload screen, so just imagine some words crossed out and replaced with the words in italics.

Disclaimer: See chapter one.

Sunday, September 26

I awoke this morning with my mom standing over me, concerned look upon her face.

"Mia, honey, it's almost noon. Are you feeling okay? Should I call Dr. Knutz?"

I groaned and looked at the clock. I had been asleep for about nine hours.

"Mom, don't you remember what time I went to bed last night? It was like, two in the morning."

She shrugged and left me in peace. After a few minutes, I swung my legs over the edge of my bed and slipped my feet into the pair of Yoda slippers Mr. G gave me for Christmas. My mom poked her head into my room to check if I was up and told me that there were pancakes on the table waiting for me. I shuffled into the kitchen and nearly bumped into Rocky as I made my way to my plate. The intercom buzzed and Mom went over to answer it.

I began shoveling pancakes into my mouth and was just reaching for my glass of juice, when J.P. walked into the room. He was closely followed by Tina and Boris, who looked like someone had just introduced to Josh Bell, his hero.

"Mia, good, you're up…"

"You would not believe what just…"

Tina and Boris began speaking at one time and were both interrupted by J.P. who sat down next to me and said, "Michael came back this morning."

My mouth went dry and I glanced at Tina for confirmation. She nodded. Suddenly I wasn't very hungry anymore.

"Why? I thought he was going to be in Japan for a year. What happened with the robotic arm? Wait, is he sick? Is his mom sick? What happened?"

J.P. excused himself from the room and Tina sat down in the chair he vacated.

"No, I think he is just on a little break. I mean, he's not sick, exactly. What I mean is…"

Boris picked up where she left off. "What she means is, Michael broke his hand, in an, erm, accident and now is back at home for a while."

I sat there quietly for a minute. My mom, Rocky, and Mr. G had all gone into the den and were entertaining themselves playing "tuck" on the floor and my mom was mixing up some paint for her new project. J.P. came back into the room and leaned up against the wall, trying to gauge whether or not I was excited. It dawned on me that Tina and Boris didn't know what happened between the two of us last night and J.P. was leaving it up to me to tell them. I set my fork down on the table and looked down at my plate.

"Um, Tina, Boris, can I talk to J.P. for a minute?"

Boris had to practically dray Tina out of the kitchen and into the den with the rest of the family. She shot me a look over her shoulder that plainly said, "We will talk about this later!"

"You aren't regretting what happened last night are you?" J.P. had to have been reading my mind. I opened my mouth to retort, but he held his hand up to stop me. "Mia, it's okay. I know that you still have feelings for Michael. I mean, the guy was your first love. You can't exactly get over him overnight. But, I want you to know, that I will be here for you, whomever you choose to love. I just kinda hope it's me."

He stuck his hands in his pocket and I stepped closer to him. I could still smell dry cleaning fluid, but he smelled nice. Not like Michael, but nice. I hugged him and he tugged his hands out of his pockets and wrapped his arms around my back. Boris cleared his throat, signaling that Tina was watching us, with unconcealed curiosity. After a few seconds, I dropped my arms and scuttled back a little.

My mom wandered back into the kitchen. "Everything alright in here? You guys want some breakfast?"

Tina and Boris declined and said that they were leaving, but J.P. gladly accepted and sat down in the seat next to mine.

"Oh, by the way Mia, your father called a little while ago. You should probably give him a call back when you finish eating."

I groaned into my plate as my mom set a plate full of pancakes in front of J.P. He winked at me and grabbed the syrup bottle.

"Can't you tell him I died or something?"

My mom frowned at me and said, "Mia, you should be proud of what you did. You just freed the people of Genovia from the oppressive thumb of your grandmother."

I rolled my eyes. She may have known my grandmother a lot longer than I have, but trust me, she doesn't know the half of it. Clarisse Renaldo could have me roasted on a spit if she so desired.

"Have you seen the website lately?" J.P. questioned me.

I know by "the website" exactly which one he is talking about. The one my ex-best-friend set up after she thought I stole her boyfriend.

"No, why? Has she thought of more reasons why people should hate me? Oh, wait, let me guess, there is a totally embarrassing picture of me picking my nose posted now right?"

He grinned, then shoved a bite of food into his mouth. "Nope, apparently someone hacked it and now, well, you'll just have to see."

I stared at him for a moment and tore into my bedroom and logged on to the computer. Ignoring the chime alerting me to new email, I typed in the URL and was pleasantly surprised at what I found.

Top 10 Reasons Mia Rocks!!

10) She's a princess.? How cool is that?

9) The fact that she is constantly writing in that stupidtotally awesome journal.

8) She had the best boyfriend in the whole world, and she blew it. She may have blown her first shot at love, but who hasn't???

7) Always whining about wanting to be self-actualized. Please. Self-actualization implies the attainment of the basic needs of physiological, safety/security, love/belongingness, and self-esteem. Who expects to have all that at sixteen? What other sixteen year old do you know that is concerned about actual important things, instead of hair, makeup and boys? She is so awesome!

6) She obsesses. About EVERYTHING. (She can obsess about me anytime!!)

5) What is up with the no-meat thing?

4) She can't do even the simplest math problems. Who needs math when you're as awesome as Mia??

3) Did I mention she's a princess?

2) She's a boy-friend-stealing byotchtotally awesome girl.

1) Her hair looks stupid. amazing

Okay, a little heavy on the word "awesome", but who cares? J.P. came up behind me and said, "Lilly is gonna freak when she sees this!"

I had to laugh. She definitely will not be amused. School tomorrow was guaranteed to be fun.