A/N- Kind of a short little teaser just to see if you like this idea. I
assure you that it's WAY different than anything you've ever read here. And
BTW, if you know who Tamora Pierce is, I have a bunch of stuff posted under
her. Happy reading! (Why do I ALWAYS say that?)
*****
November 3, 11 PM
Why.
Why does it always have to be me?
I mean, seriously- Isn't my life messed up enough already?
Obviously not.
Evidently, it's not enough that around 2 weeks ago, I found out I was the sole heir to the throne of Genovia. Or that now, after years of complaining about my mammary growth gland (or lack thereof), it still has yet to appear. Or even that my feet could someday compare to that of Shaquelle O'Neal's, if they keep growing at this rate.
Apparently, someone really has the desire to ruin my life.
Because now, Lilly knows that I, Mia Thermopolis, am in love with Michael Moscovitz. All from one stupid slip of the tongue.
This could not possibly be worse. Here's how it happened-
The phone rang. I grabbed it off the receiver and shoved it against my ear.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Mia"
"Oh, hi, Lilly. What's up?"
"Mia, I really think we need to discuss your situation with Kenny. You HAVE to be more assertive!" God. She had been bugging me about this nonstop for the past 3 days.
"Look, Lilly, I don't really want to—"
"Too bad. I don't care if you don't want to do this. You shouldn't play with Kenny's heart just because you hate him. He likes you so much, Mia. By playing along with him, you're just making it harder and harder on yourself."
"Lilly, it's not that I hate Kenny. I mean, he's nice, maybe a little weird (what kind of person could sit though 5 hours of Japanese anime and not hurl?)... See, he's just not really boyfriend material. Now, Michael, THERE'S someone I could stand to go out with..." OH MY GOD! I can't believe I just said that! To LILLY! I hope she didn't notice (as if)
Lilly gave this giant snort. "MICHAEL? Since when have you ever considered my brother as a potential life mate?"
I tried to cover it up. I really did. "No, no, Lilly, not your brother Michael. Michael Clarke, you know, from school?"
"Yeah right Mia. You have a crush on my brother and you know it."
Ha! "Crush" is hardly what I would use to describe it...when you've been in love with someone as long as I have been with Michael, it no longer is classified as a "crush"...it's a passionate affection for a member of the opposite sex, it's that feeling in your stomach that won't go away when he's near, it's...
"Okay, fine, Lilly. I do. Happy now?" I sure hoped that she was, now that I'd told her my darkest secret...well, apart from what happened to her hamster, Penny, in the 5th grade. But still...
"No, Mia, I'm not. You know how I feel about these things- when you like someone, you should always tell them!"
"Yeah right, Lilly! I'm supposed to tell your straight A, gorgeous, senior, not to mention accepted early-decision at Columbia brother that I am completely and totally awed by and in love with him?"
"Um, yeah. I think that's pretty much what I already said." God. Lilly can be so annoying sometimes.
"Would you do that to someone you liked?"
"Duh. Remember Chris Walker in the 8th grade?" How could I forget?
"Lilly, you must be a very assertive person indeed." Wait, she is. "And if you expect me to tell Michael how I feel about him, you must be nuts." Whoops. She's that too.
"Well, call me nuts, then. I'm going to make you tell Michael how you feel about him."
"And how exactly would you do that?"
"Because if you don't, I'm going to announce it over the loudspeaker at school. So take your pick, Mia. Tell Michael yourself in private, or let me announce it to the whole school."
She wouldn't really do that, would she? Oh, wait, this is Lilly we're talking about. She would. "Fine. I'll tell him tomorrow." I had no intention of doing so, however. I'd just tell Lilly that I did.
"Good. And you'd better do it for real, too- I'll ask Michael tomorrow after school."
Gosh darnit. "Right. See you tomorrow, Lilly. Good night."
"Good night, Mia...if only you knew how perfect you two are for each other..."
I decided not to ask her about that last comment and hung up the phone. I have a feeling that I will not get too much sleep tonight.
*****
November 4, limo home from school.
Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh MY GOD! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You will never, ever, ever, EVER believe what happened in G&T today. With Michael.
And Lilly was upset with ME for not telling her I'm a princess. Yeek.
Well, here's what happened.
I was all nervous about having to tell Michael you-know-what. It didn't help that Lilly kept mouthing "TELL HIM" from across the G&T room. Obviously Lilly had no idea about what he was going to tell me. Anyway, I was trying to work up the courage when he came over and sat down next to me.
"Hey, Mia. Can I talk to you?"
"Um, sure, Michael. Actually, I kind of have to talk to you about something too."
"Can I talk to you privately?"
"Yeah...um, where should we go?"
"Here." He pulled me out of the G&T room and into the deserted hallway. "You first."
"N-no, that's okay, Michael."
"OK, then..." He took one of my hands in his. Wow! Maybe he was going to do my job for me...(not.) "I want you to know about this before the press finds out...after all, I figured you'd be the best person to tell."
"W-what?" The PRESS? Woah.
"You see, Mia...um, I don't really know how to put this. Lilly's not really my sister."
At this point I kind of started hyperventilating. "WHAT?"
"And, um..." Michael was trying to calm me down. It wasn't working too well. "The Drs. Moscovitz aren't really my parents. They're aunts and uncles on my mom's side. Lilly is my cousin. My real mother-my dad's sister- oh, Mia, she's the Princess of Camalia."
I was trying to process this all. "So...you mean..."
"Mia, I'm the... I'm the Prince of Camalia." And at that point I nearly fainted.
Whoops, we're home. More later.
*****
A/N- Should I continue?
*****
November 3, 11 PM
Why.
Why does it always have to be me?
I mean, seriously- Isn't my life messed up enough already?
Obviously not.
Evidently, it's not enough that around 2 weeks ago, I found out I was the sole heir to the throne of Genovia. Or that now, after years of complaining about my mammary growth gland (or lack thereof), it still has yet to appear. Or even that my feet could someday compare to that of Shaquelle O'Neal's, if they keep growing at this rate.
Apparently, someone really has the desire to ruin my life.
Because now, Lilly knows that I, Mia Thermopolis, am in love with Michael Moscovitz. All from one stupid slip of the tongue.
This could not possibly be worse. Here's how it happened-
The phone rang. I grabbed it off the receiver and shoved it against my ear.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Mia"
"Oh, hi, Lilly. What's up?"
"Mia, I really think we need to discuss your situation with Kenny. You HAVE to be more assertive!" God. She had been bugging me about this nonstop for the past 3 days.
"Look, Lilly, I don't really want to—"
"Too bad. I don't care if you don't want to do this. You shouldn't play with Kenny's heart just because you hate him. He likes you so much, Mia. By playing along with him, you're just making it harder and harder on yourself."
"Lilly, it's not that I hate Kenny. I mean, he's nice, maybe a little weird (what kind of person could sit though 5 hours of Japanese anime and not hurl?)... See, he's just not really boyfriend material. Now, Michael, THERE'S someone I could stand to go out with..." OH MY GOD! I can't believe I just said that! To LILLY! I hope she didn't notice (as if)
Lilly gave this giant snort. "MICHAEL? Since when have you ever considered my brother as a potential life mate?"
I tried to cover it up. I really did. "No, no, Lilly, not your brother Michael. Michael Clarke, you know, from school?"
"Yeah right Mia. You have a crush on my brother and you know it."
Ha! "Crush" is hardly what I would use to describe it...when you've been in love with someone as long as I have been with Michael, it no longer is classified as a "crush"...it's a passionate affection for a member of the opposite sex, it's that feeling in your stomach that won't go away when he's near, it's...
"Okay, fine, Lilly. I do. Happy now?" I sure hoped that she was, now that I'd told her my darkest secret...well, apart from what happened to her hamster, Penny, in the 5th grade. But still...
"No, Mia, I'm not. You know how I feel about these things- when you like someone, you should always tell them!"
"Yeah right, Lilly! I'm supposed to tell your straight A, gorgeous, senior, not to mention accepted early-decision at Columbia brother that I am completely and totally awed by and in love with him?"
"Um, yeah. I think that's pretty much what I already said." God. Lilly can be so annoying sometimes.
"Would you do that to someone you liked?"
"Duh. Remember Chris Walker in the 8th grade?" How could I forget?
"Lilly, you must be a very assertive person indeed." Wait, she is. "And if you expect me to tell Michael how I feel about him, you must be nuts." Whoops. She's that too.
"Well, call me nuts, then. I'm going to make you tell Michael how you feel about him."
"And how exactly would you do that?"
"Because if you don't, I'm going to announce it over the loudspeaker at school. So take your pick, Mia. Tell Michael yourself in private, or let me announce it to the whole school."
She wouldn't really do that, would she? Oh, wait, this is Lilly we're talking about. She would. "Fine. I'll tell him tomorrow." I had no intention of doing so, however. I'd just tell Lilly that I did.
"Good. And you'd better do it for real, too- I'll ask Michael tomorrow after school."
Gosh darnit. "Right. See you tomorrow, Lilly. Good night."
"Good night, Mia...if only you knew how perfect you two are for each other..."
I decided not to ask her about that last comment and hung up the phone. I have a feeling that I will not get too much sleep tonight.
*****
November 4, limo home from school.
Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh MY GOD! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You will never, ever, ever, EVER believe what happened in G&T today. With Michael.
And Lilly was upset with ME for not telling her I'm a princess. Yeek.
Well, here's what happened.
I was all nervous about having to tell Michael you-know-what. It didn't help that Lilly kept mouthing "TELL HIM" from across the G&T room. Obviously Lilly had no idea about what he was going to tell me. Anyway, I was trying to work up the courage when he came over and sat down next to me.
"Hey, Mia. Can I talk to you?"
"Um, sure, Michael. Actually, I kind of have to talk to you about something too."
"Can I talk to you privately?"
"Yeah...um, where should we go?"
"Here." He pulled me out of the G&T room and into the deserted hallway. "You first."
"N-no, that's okay, Michael."
"OK, then..." He took one of my hands in his. Wow! Maybe he was going to do my job for me...(not.) "I want you to know about this before the press finds out...after all, I figured you'd be the best person to tell."
"W-what?" The PRESS? Woah.
"You see, Mia...um, I don't really know how to put this. Lilly's not really my sister."
At this point I kind of started hyperventilating. "WHAT?"
"And, um..." Michael was trying to calm me down. It wasn't working too well. "The Drs. Moscovitz aren't really my parents. They're aunts and uncles on my mom's side. Lilly is my cousin. My real mother-my dad's sister- oh, Mia, she's the Princess of Camalia."
I was trying to process this all. "So...you mean..."
"Mia, I'm the... I'm the Prince of Camalia." And at that point I nearly fainted.
Whoops, we're home. More later.
*****
A/N- Should I continue?