"Mestizos Love Song"
by
A Sorta Fairytale
A/N: I finally have some free time so I decided to sit down and write another chapter. Yes, it's been a while, I am now a high school graduate...well not much to say but enjoy this chapter with all of my thanks for your continual support, it makes me happy to continually receive reviews in my inbox from all you wonderful reviewers! Much love!
Oh yes, "Flypaper" Michael's band from the movie I believe will be making an appearance. Seeing as they don't go into details about band members guess who's favorite band will be doing a stand in? Yeah. So I don't own Rooney either. And if I did you'd never see them again...they would never leave my side!
DISCLAIMER: Again *sigh* I don't own The Princess Diaries, I don't own any of it! I do not own the wonderful "Mestizos Love Song" but my heart loves it. Thank you to the wonderful Mêlée for making that song that I love oh so much. I do not own Matt Winter, Talylor Locke, Louis Stephens, or Ned Brower. They belong to themselves. "Here Today, Gone Tomorrow" is all The Ramones!
"Mestizos Love Song" by A Sorta Fairytale
Mia's POV
I forgot how long the flight was to Genovia. Even in a private jet it is horribly long. My neck is cramped, I fell asleep listening to the CD Michael made me and I woke up with tears dried on my cheeks and an ache in my shoulders. I feel so empty. I want someone to hold me and comfort me but my mother is thousands of miles away and her replacement is a vile old woman with makeup tattooed on her face.
Yeah. Real comforting.
I had a dream that I was in Michael's room again and we were watching "Ferris Bueller's Day Off" and having so much fun. He was in his pajama pants and no top and I was in a tee shirt and boxer shorts with my hair pulled back in a braid. He was holding me as we watched the movie but suddenly I felt him shiver and I look up at his face. He is no longer looking at the movie but at his mirror that is next to the television. I gaze into it and realize in horror that on my head is a large tiara and suddenly my neck feels heavy. I try to yank it off but I realize that I am no longer wearing pajamas. I have on an elaborate dress that does not allow my arms to move up and I feel Michael's arms loosen and he backs up and jumps off the bed. I realize he is scared and I beg him to help me pull off the tiara because I can't hold it but instead he backs away into the corner as my head falls lower and lower.
I woke up almost falling into the middle aisle of the jet. As I began to right myself I looked up and noticed that Grandmere was giving me a chastising look. I took out my collection of CDs and pulled out something sweet and poppy, deciding on my "Legally Blonde" soundtrack and began to listen to "Perfect Day" by Hoku and felt my mood lighten as I looked down and saw the kingdom of Genovia. My kingdom.
If having your own country isn't a head trip, then I don't know what is. I really wish in so many ways I could give it all away. Because I would. I don't enjoy this feeling of helplessness. I don't know how I am going to be a ruler of a small country when I can't even separate myself from Michael. I thought I could. I thought by putting thousands of miles between miles between us that I would be able to forget his smile, how much I love him. But I can't.
Suddenly I am jarred back to reality by Grandmere. Before I get up I check my makeup, I don't want to face my "subjects" looking like an average teenager. That's not what they want to see. They want to see a princess, someone who looks completely put together.
I manage to pull it off to until the last step of the plane steps. And then I tripped. Hard. "Ffff" I say but manage to stop the curse that longs to leave my lips as I feel the pain from my ungainly fall. I didn't break anything, but my panty hose are ripped and my ego is bruised.
"Grandmere," I hiss through my lips as I shoo away the concerned people that seemed to have flocked to me, "I need to go and change."
"Amelia," she said calmly through her smile, "You will act like nothing happened, we have matters to attend to."
Yes. Now I remember why I pushed Michael away, why would he want to be part of this?
Michael's POV
*music from alarm clock set to radio alarm* When you're on a holiday, you can't find the words to say all the things that come to you, and I wanna feel it to, on an island in the sun...
I turn over and hear *hip hip.* As I roll over onto my back and look up at my ceiling and ask "Why me?" I think life is playing one huge damn joke on me. Why else would I finally win the affection of Mia and so carefully fuck it up? I turn off my alarm and just sit in bed contemplating life. I need to jam with my boys, we haven't practiced in a while. I make a few calls and we all decide to meet in Taylor's garage in half an hour.
I take the car and load my guitar into the car and drive to Taylor's. I pull up and note that Ned's car is already there. I walk up to the garage door and knock and soon it opens and I'm met by two of my best friends. "Hey guys." I say and put my things down.
"What's up Michael? How's your girl?" said Ned, who by seeing Michael's pained expression realized he said the wrong thing.
"Dude!" exclaimed Taylor, "Can I get you a soda, pizza," he said gesturing to the table filled with food, "My mom set out all sorts of stuff...I can get you a beer if you want."
"Nah nah," I said, "Imbibing alcohol got me into enough trouble, thanks anyway."
The boys look at me quizzically but at that moment Louie and Matt walk in. Noticing the concerned looks on Ned and Taylor's faces they inquire as to what's wrong. After I go through the entire story they all sit there with sad looks on their faces.
"That's awful Michael," said Louis gravely, "I'm sure she'll change her mind in time. Just give her some time to hang out in Genovia and relax."
"Enough of this depressing talk," I say, faking an upbeat voice, "Let's do what we came here to do!"
We set up our equipment and begin to tune our instruments. We practice one of our favorite songs, "Blueside" and "Stay Away."
About an hour into practice Taylor starts saying "Ok, now time for our cover, 'Here Today, Gone Tomorrow,' one two three-"
I begin to sing "Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, I love you. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, I love you,I do, I do. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, I love you. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, I love you, I do, I do. But I told you why we just can't make it, I want you still but just can't take it. The time has come we ought to break it. Someone has to pay the price. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, it's over. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, all over. It's true, it's true. And I think of times we were together. As time went on it seemed forever. But times have changed, things are better. Someone had to pay the price. And I think of times we were together. As time went on it seemed forever. But times have changed, now things are better. Oh, things are better. Oh, things are better. Someone had to pay the price."
At the end of the song the boys looked at me in amazement. "What?" I said.
"Man, you have it BAD!" said Matt with a sad look on his face, "I just hope she gets back with you soon or the only songs Flypaper will be able to perform will be break-up songs. And then...who knows?"
I fake a laugh but am suddenly serious, "Yeah man, I hope she takes me back too..."
Mia's POV
Finally, after dragging me to what seemed like a million royal functions, I am able to sit in my room ALONE and think. What made me think that I would feel better by leaving my problems behind? I start to cry and grow angry with myself for acting like such a child. The room suddenly becomes hot as I cry even more and I decide to sneak out of the palace and into the gardens to sit in the cool night air.
I am left alone with my thoughts when I hear an automobile approach the palace. I stop sobbing and listen quietly. I hear nothing more and continue to write in my journal. I can't help but feel as though I have made a mistake. Could I be wrong about Michael? Maybe I should have listened to him...
"Why are you crying?" a male voice says from behind me and I jerk around.
I find myself, puffy eyed and all, faced with a young man who looks about 19 or 20, dressed in a nice pair of slacks and a dress shirt. He has a concerned look on his handsome face. I suddenly feel my face grow hot and don't know what to say.
"It's quite all right, how could I expect you to divulge that kind of information when we have just met? I am Jacques, Prince Jacques, of Finland. Your grandmother invited me to stay here for the week. I take it you are Amelia?" he said with his deep voice.
"Yes, it's nice to meet you. I didn't know you would be coming. I wouldn't have been such a mess." I said, blushing.
"It's quite all right, I came out here to think too. All these people badgering me all day, I can't help but want to scream sometimes you know?" he had a beautiful smile.
"Yes," I said, with a sigh, "I know exactly what you mean. I can't take all of this stuff sometimes. I came because well, I had some stresses at home, and I came here, and I thought I could get away from it and its obvious I couldn't and I'm babbling huh?"
"Yes," he said and laughed, "It's quite all right. What is not all right though, is to see such a pretty girl crying in the middle of the night." He wiped off a tear from my face and I feel myself grow comfortable with him, "You really should go to bed, Amelia."
I began to get up, "Yes, I guess your right Jacques."
"Good night Amelia." He said as he looked at the stars.
"You can call me Mia," I say and walk away, "Good night."
As I walk back into my room I begin to wonder about Jacques. I'm sure he knew about our "engagement" if that is what it could be considered. He seemed to be independent though, and a really great guy. I guess things could be worse. He could be a one eyed dwarf. Me and Michael are over. The sooner I realize it the better off I will be. Besides, why would he want to be prince consort?
I realize that yes, I do have to go to sleep, who knows the amount of things Grandmere has planned for me? I put one of my mix CDs in and begin to fall into the music. One of my favorite songs comes on "Mestizos Love Song"
There is no denying
Truth can leave you crying
When you've never loved before.
I hope you're never leaving
Because wishes are deceiving
And crying only hurts us more.
So fall asleep
I'll always be in love with you.
And forever know
You're always in my dreams.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
Night fades into day
My dreams are where you stay
Can we ever really get it right?
I'm not going to say it
Because I don't want to hear
How it's never really worth the fight.
Remaining fairly happy
patiently awaiting the moment that you realize
Call it superstition
Call it intuition
But I know where my future lies.
So fall asleep
I'll always be in love with you
And forever know you're always in my dreams.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go) You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
Sing to sleep
I'll always be in love with you.
And forever know
You're always in my dreams.
It goes on and on oh yeah
always in my dreams
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
You never loved me like you said you did!
I think all signs point to heartbreak here. I've never felt so tired and drained in my whole life.
Michael's POV
I drive away from Taylor's house and pop in some mix CD Mia had made me a copy of. This song comes on that starts off with "There is no denying truth can leave you crying when you've never loved before..." and I began to listen to the lyrics earnestly as I had never paid attention to them previously. I feel like this song is speaking to me and I begin to cry. God I can't believe how bad I have it for this girl. I take the CD with me into the house and fall asleep with it playing on repeat. At least this way I can feel close to her.
A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews, I love getting them so keep 'em coming! Thanks all for reading! New chapter as soon as I can!
by
A Sorta Fairytale
A/N: I finally have some free time so I decided to sit down and write another chapter. Yes, it's been a while, I am now a high school graduate...well not much to say but enjoy this chapter with all of my thanks for your continual support, it makes me happy to continually receive reviews in my inbox from all you wonderful reviewers! Much love!
Oh yes, "Flypaper" Michael's band from the movie I believe will be making an appearance. Seeing as they don't go into details about band members guess who's favorite band will be doing a stand in? Yeah. So I don't own Rooney either. And if I did you'd never see them again...they would never leave my side!
DISCLAIMER: Again *sigh* I don't own The Princess Diaries, I don't own any of it! I do not own the wonderful "Mestizos Love Song" but my heart loves it. Thank you to the wonderful Mêlée for making that song that I love oh so much. I do not own Matt Winter, Talylor Locke, Louis Stephens, or Ned Brower. They belong to themselves. "Here Today, Gone Tomorrow" is all The Ramones!
"Mestizos Love Song" by A Sorta Fairytale
Mia's POV
I forgot how long the flight was to Genovia. Even in a private jet it is horribly long. My neck is cramped, I fell asleep listening to the CD Michael made me and I woke up with tears dried on my cheeks and an ache in my shoulders. I feel so empty. I want someone to hold me and comfort me but my mother is thousands of miles away and her replacement is a vile old woman with makeup tattooed on her face.
Yeah. Real comforting.
I had a dream that I was in Michael's room again and we were watching "Ferris Bueller's Day Off" and having so much fun. He was in his pajama pants and no top and I was in a tee shirt and boxer shorts with my hair pulled back in a braid. He was holding me as we watched the movie but suddenly I felt him shiver and I look up at his face. He is no longer looking at the movie but at his mirror that is next to the television. I gaze into it and realize in horror that on my head is a large tiara and suddenly my neck feels heavy. I try to yank it off but I realize that I am no longer wearing pajamas. I have on an elaborate dress that does not allow my arms to move up and I feel Michael's arms loosen and he backs up and jumps off the bed. I realize he is scared and I beg him to help me pull off the tiara because I can't hold it but instead he backs away into the corner as my head falls lower and lower.
I woke up almost falling into the middle aisle of the jet. As I began to right myself I looked up and noticed that Grandmere was giving me a chastising look. I took out my collection of CDs and pulled out something sweet and poppy, deciding on my "Legally Blonde" soundtrack and began to listen to "Perfect Day" by Hoku and felt my mood lighten as I looked down and saw the kingdom of Genovia. My kingdom.
If having your own country isn't a head trip, then I don't know what is. I really wish in so many ways I could give it all away. Because I would. I don't enjoy this feeling of helplessness. I don't know how I am going to be a ruler of a small country when I can't even separate myself from Michael. I thought I could. I thought by putting thousands of miles between miles between us that I would be able to forget his smile, how much I love him. But I can't.
Suddenly I am jarred back to reality by Grandmere. Before I get up I check my makeup, I don't want to face my "subjects" looking like an average teenager. That's not what they want to see. They want to see a princess, someone who looks completely put together.
I manage to pull it off to until the last step of the plane steps. And then I tripped. Hard. "Ffff" I say but manage to stop the curse that longs to leave my lips as I feel the pain from my ungainly fall. I didn't break anything, but my panty hose are ripped and my ego is bruised.
"Grandmere," I hiss through my lips as I shoo away the concerned people that seemed to have flocked to me, "I need to go and change."
"Amelia," she said calmly through her smile, "You will act like nothing happened, we have matters to attend to."
Yes. Now I remember why I pushed Michael away, why would he want to be part of this?
Michael's POV
*music from alarm clock set to radio alarm* When you're on a holiday, you can't find the words to say all the things that come to you, and I wanna feel it to, on an island in the sun...
I turn over and hear *hip hip.* As I roll over onto my back and look up at my ceiling and ask "Why me?" I think life is playing one huge damn joke on me. Why else would I finally win the affection of Mia and so carefully fuck it up? I turn off my alarm and just sit in bed contemplating life. I need to jam with my boys, we haven't practiced in a while. I make a few calls and we all decide to meet in Taylor's garage in half an hour.
I take the car and load my guitar into the car and drive to Taylor's. I pull up and note that Ned's car is already there. I walk up to the garage door and knock and soon it opens and I'm met by two of my best friends. "Hey guys." I say and put my things down.
"What's up Michael? How's your girl?" said Ned, who by seeing Michael's pained expression realized he said the wrong thing.
"Dude!" exclaimed Taylor, "Can I get you a soda, pizza," he said gesturing to the table filled with food, "My mom set out all sorts of stuff...I can get you a beer if you want."
"Nah nah," I said, "Imbibing alcohol got me into enough trouble, thanks anyway."
The boys look at me quizzically but at that moment Louie and Matt walk in. Noticing the concerned looks on Ned and Taylor's faces they inquire as to what's wrong. After I go through the entire story they all sit there with sad looks on their faces.
"That's awful Michael," said Louis gravely, "I'm sure she'll change her mind in time. Just give her some time to hang out in Genovia and relax."
"Enough of this depressing talk," I say, faking an upbeat voice, "Let's do what we came here to do!"
We set up our equipment and begin to tune our instruments. We practice one of our favorite songs, "Blueside" and "Stay Away."
About an hour into practice Taylor starts saying "Ok, now time for our cover, 'Here Today, Gone Tomorrow,' one two three-"
I begin to sing "Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, I love you. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, I love you,I do, I do. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, I love you. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, I love you, I do, I do. But I told you why we just can't make it, I want you still but just can't take it. The time has come we ought to break it. Someone has to pay the price. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, it's over. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, all over. It's true, it's true. And I think of times we were together. As time went on it seemed forever. But times have changed, things are better. Someone had to pay the price. And I think of times we were together. As time went on it seemed forever. But times have changed, now things are better. Oh, things are better. Oh, things are better. Someone had to pay the price."
At the end of the song the boys looked at me in amazement. "What?" I said.
"Man, you have it BAD!" said Matt with a sad look on his face, "I just hope she gets back with you soon or the only songs Flypaper will be able to perform will be break-up songs. And then...who knows?"
I fake a laugh but am suddenly serious, "Yeah man, I hope she takes me back too..."
Mia's POV
Finally, after dragging me to what seemed like a million royal functions, I am able to sit in my room ALONE and think. What made me think that I would feel better by leaving my problems behind? I start to cry and grow angry with myself for acting like such a child. The room suddenly becomes hot as I cry even more and I decide to sneak out of the palace and into the gardens to sit in the cool night air.
I am left alone with my thoughts when I hear an automobile approach the palace. I stop sobbing and listen quietly. I hear nothing more and continue to write in my journal. I can't help but feel as though I have made a mistake. Could I be wrong about Michael? Maybe I should have listened to him...
"Why are you crying?" a male voice says from behind me and I jerk around.
I find myself, puffy eyed and all, faced with a young man who looks about 19 or 20, dressed in a nice pair of slacks and a dress shirt. He has a concerned look on his handsome face. I suddenly feel my face grow hot and don't know what to say.
"It's quite all right, how could I expect you to divulge that kind of information when we have just met? I am Jacques, Prince Jacques, of Finland. Your grandmother invited me to stay here for the week. I take it you are Amelia?" he said with his deep voice.
"Yes, it's nice to meet you. I didn't know you would be coming. I wouldn't have been such a mess." I said, blushing.
"It's quite all right, I came out here to think too. All these people badgering me all day, I can't help but want to scream sometimes you know?" he had a beautiful smile.
"Yes," I said, with a sigh, "I know exactly what you mean. I can't take all of this stuff sometimes. I came because well, I had some stresses at home, and I came here, and I thought I could get away from it and its obvious I couldn't and I'm babbling huh?"
"Yes," he said and laughed, "It's quite all right. What is not all right though, is to see such a pretty girl crying in the middle of the night." He wiped off a tear from my face and I feel myself grow comfortable with him, "You really should go to bed, Amelia."
I began to get up, "Yes, I guess your right Jacques."
"Good night Amelia." He said as he looked at the stars.
"You can call me Mia," I say and walk away, "Good night."
As I walk back into my room I begin to wonder about Jacques. I'm sure he knew about our "engagement" if that is what it could be considered. He seemed to be independent though, and a really great guy. I guess things could be worse. He could be a one eyed dwarf. Me and Michael are over. The sooner I realize it the better off I will be. Besides, why would he want to be prince consort?
I realize that yes, I do have to go to sleep, who knows the amount of things Grandmere has planned for me? I put one of my mix CDs in and begin to fall into the music. One of my favorite songs comes on "Mestizos Love Song"
There is no denying
Truth can leave you crying
When you've never loved before.
I hope you're never leaving
Because wishes are deceiving
And crying only hurts us more.
So fall asleep
I'll always be in love with you.
And forever know
You're always in my dreams.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
Night fades into day
My dreams are where you stay
Can we ever really get it right?
I'm not going to say it
Because I don't want to hear
How it's never really worth the fight.
Remaining fairly happy
patiently awaiting the moment that you realize
Call it superstition
Call it intuition
But I know where my future lies.
So fall asleep
I'll always be in love with you
And forever know you're always in my dreams.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go) You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
Sing to sleep
I'll always be in love with you.
And forever know
You're always in my dreams.
It goes on and on oh yeah
always in my dreams
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
(here we go)
You never loved me like you said you did.
You never loved me like you said you did!
I think all signs point to heartbreak here. I've never felt so tired and drained in my whole life.
Michael's POV
I drive away from Taylor's house and pop in some mix CD Mia had made me a copy of. This song comes on that starts off with "There is no denying truth can leave you crying when you've never loved before..." and I began to listen to the lyrics earnestly as I had never paid attention to them previously. I feel like this song is speaking to me and I begin to cry. God I can't believe how bad I have it for this girl. I take the CD with me into the house and fall asleep with it playing on repeat. At least this way I can feel close to her.
A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews, I love getting them so keep 'em coming! Thanks all for reading! New chapter as soon as I can!