A/N: Here ya go, a chapter that is a bit longer than the ones I have been posting lately. At the rate things are going, this is gonna be a LONG story, but I am going to try and shorten it up a little, just so it doesn't take me a year to post it. Thanks for all the GREAT reviews! You guys rock! R/R. Please.

Michael:

I could tell Mia was shocked, and I was right there with her. Judith smoothed her skirt down and hightailed it out of Dr. Jameson's office.

Mia set her paper on the desk, turned, and walked out of the room. I followed her after a second.

"What the hell was that?" She asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Your guess is as good as mine."

"Wow. I'm actually at a loss for words." She looked up at me. "I guess that means she won't be dropping hints anymore."

"Not to me anyway," I winked at her. We walked down the sidewalk and ended up at a Starbucks.

Sipping our drinks, we sat in awkward silence for about ten minutes. Finally, I broke the ice. "So, what are you studying at NYU?"

She shrugged. "I'm not really sure yet. I've been thinking about English, but things have been going so well with the band lately, I'm not sure what I want to do."

"So, are you guys working on a record deal or something?"

She choked on her drink a little, wiped her mouth and replied, "Oh, God no. At least not yet. We're just trying to get a good following. What do you want to do?"

I raised my eyebrow at her question.

"Sorry, it's just, I keep forgetting that you're a prince. I mean, you act like a normal person."

"I'm not sure if I should take that as a compliment or an insult."

"Oh, no! I didn't mean anything bad by it. I mean, I expected a prince to be all "bow down before me" but you seem pretty cool." She looked down, and I could tell she was blushing.

"You seem pretty cool too." I leaned forward, "What are you doing tonight?"

Mia:

"What are you doing tonight?" It was a simple question, but I couldn't get my brain in gear. What AM I doing tonight.

"Umm, I'm not sure. I think I have a show tonight. You could come if you wanted to. To the show, I mean." Bad Mia! Not on the first date!

My gaze wandered over his face, down the front of his shirt, and to the edge of the table, where I could see nothing else. I quickly averted my eyes before he caught me staring.

"I'll definitely be there."

I smiled at him, but a thought struck me. "You have to promise to stay hidden though."

He looked a bit confused, "Why? I don't think the bouncer is going to let the paparazzi in with their cameras."

"You make me nervous," I confessed, "I won't be able to play as well if I know you are there."

He grinned widely and nodded, "I promise."

He walked me back to my room, where I gave him the address of the venue we were playing. After he had gone, I rushed to the window and watched him walk down the sidewalk. Grabbing the phone, I called Tina with the news.

She, of course, wanted to hear every detail, but since the band needed to rehearse, she made me promise to tell her everything when we were finished.

After I hung up with Tina, I called Mom to let her know I was coming home for the weekend. I pulled on my jeans and my lucky flip flops, grabbed my cell phone, and headed out the door.

Michael:

After my egregious error, oh who am I kidding? I fucked up royally, but Mia was sweet enough to give me a second chance.

I had checked my calendar earlier, so I knew there weren't any royal functions planned for this weekend. I wondered if I should call Lilly up; she would probably enjoy going to a concert and would be able to give me advice.

I was pulling out my cell phone, when it rang shrilly in my hand.

"Hello?"

"Michael?" It was Judith. Damnit.

"Yeah," I growled, frustrated that she had gotten my cell phone number.

"It's, uh, it-it's Judith. I'm having a bit of a problem. Can I come by later? I wanted to talk to you."

She sounded so desperate, I nearly felt bad about having to turn her away. I looked at my alarm clock. 4:35. I needed to be in line at the club by 6:30 at the latest if I wanted to get in.

"It's really important."

Her final plea broke me down as it stirred a bit of compassion up. "Alright, but I have plans, and I have to be gone by 6:00."

"Okay, I'm headed that way now."

I hung up with Judith and then quickly called Lilly. She would be great to use as a safeguard against Judith's potential advances. Besides, I wanted to invite her to see Mia perform with me.

Lilly agreed to come over, and before I knew it, she was tapping on my dorm-room door.

"Hello Michael, it's good to see you. Even if it is under the most unusual circumstances. Still, I'm glad I could help you."

"You're not glad to help me, you're just curious to find out who Mia is."

She smiled and with a guilty shrug said, "I guess you know me too well."

Lilly sat down on my computer chair and was checking her email when Judith knocked on the door.

I strode to the door and opened it wide enough to allow Judith through. She shut the door behind her. I don't think she saw Lilly, because she flung herself into my arms. As she sobbed into the front of my shirt, I looked over to Lilly for assistance. She hid a small smile behind her hand, and then stood up. Judith, noticing movement, loosened her solid grasp of the fabric of my shirt, and wiped the tears off her face with her free hand.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have burst in like that, I didn't realize you had company." Judith was glancing back and forth between me and Lilly.

Lilly put her hand out and introduced herself. Judith seemed to gain a little composure when she realized Lilly was my cousin.

"What's going on?" I asked her quietly.

She pulled a crumpled tissue out of her pocket and blew her nose. Her eyes started to tear up, and I had to guide her to a seat before she began talking.

"I-I-think I may be expelled from school." She finally sputtered.

I wasn't exactly surprised. After all, she had to know she was bound to get caught sometime. It was a dumb question to ask, but I continued anyway.

"Why?"

She sniffled. "Dr. Jameson said that if Mia goes to the Dean, he could lose his job, and I might be expelled."

"So, what does that have to do with me?"

"Well," she began shakily, "I wanted to ask you if you two wouldn't say anything to anyone about what you saw."

I sat quietly for a minute. "Judith, it isn't my place to agree to that. I will talk to Mia tonight and…"

"So, you're seeing her now?" she exclaimed tearfully.

I looked at Lilly out of the corner of my eye. She "accidentally" bumped my lamp with her elbow, sending it crashing to the floor.

Thankful for the distraction, I hustled Judith to the door and promised to call her with the news in the morning.