Chapter 2: Ill
A/N: This chapter is completely Mia
Mia's Diary
December 20th, Limo home, 3:41
Is Michael Moscovitz TRYING to drive me nuts????
Today in G&T he said he needed to talk. He led me out into the hallway.
MM: I've gotta tell you something.
Me: Sure, tell me why you break up with me and then.....
I just broke down and started sobbing and he didn't stop me and when I looked up at him he kissed me. So I started to ask if this meant we were back together, but he started mummbling "Why did I do that?? Why did I have to talk to her??" and stuff like that, so I started crying and ran to the girl's bathroom.
I HATE MICHAEL MOSCOVITZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
December 21st, 9:00 am
I'm sick.
I've been throwing up on and off all morning.
Oh.....oh..... hold on.....
25 minutes later
I had to throw up again.
I hate throwing up.
I hate being ill.
Almost as much as princess lessons, which I don't have to take seeing as how Grandmere gave me a vacation.
Yes!!!!
The phone is ringing......
45 minutes later
It was dad, seeing how I was feeling.
I told him horrible.
He laughed.
I don't see what's funny about that, personally.
Maybe if you aren't the one throwing up it's funny.
Or maybe my father is just weird.
I vote for weird.
Okay. I've got to go to the doctor.
2:00 pm
Just got back. I would've wrote in the limo, but I forgot this at home.
I'm so tired.
Write later.
Good night.
5:00 pm
Tina came over afterschool.
We talked and hung out.
It was nice getting my mind off Michael for a while.
The doctor said I have the flu.
The 24 hour flu.
I have to go back to school tomorrow.
Bleh.
I hate being sick.
Mom says I have to have some soup and get some rest.
Write more later.
A/N: This chapter is completely Mia
Mia's Diary
December 20th, Limo home, 3:41
Is Michael Moscovitz TRYING to drive me nuts????
Today in G&T he said he needed to talk. He led me out into the hallway.
MM: I've gotta tell you something.
Me: Sure, tell me why you break up with me and then.....
I just broke down and started sobbing and he didn't stop me and when I looked up at him he kissed me. So I started to ask if this meant we were back together, but he started mummbling "Why did I do that?? Why did I have to talk to her??" and stuff like that, so I started crying and ran to the girl's bathroom.
I HATE MICHAEL MOSCOVITZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
December 21st, 9:00 am
I'm sick.
I've been throwing up on and off all morning.
Oh.....oh..... hold on.....
25 minutes later
I had to throw up again.
I hate throwing up.
I hate being ill.
Almost as much as princess lessons, which I don't have to take seeing as how Grandmere gave me a vacation.
Yes!!!!
The phone is ringing......
45 minutes later
It was dad, seeing how I was feeling.
I told him horrible.
He laughed.
I don't see what's funny about that, personally.
Maybe if you aren't the one throwing up it's funny.
Or maybe my father is just weird.
I vote for weird.
Okay. I've got to go to the doctor.
2:00 pm
Just got back. I would've wrote in the limo, but I forgot this at home.
I'm so tired.
Write later.
Good night.
5:00 pm
Tina came over afterschool.
We talked and hung out.
It was nice getting my mind off Michael for a while.
The doctor said I have the flu.
The 24 hour flu.
I have to go back to school tomorrow.
Bleh.
I hate being sick.
Mom says I have to have some soup and get some rest.
Write more later.