Disclaimer: Meg Cabot owns these characters.
Author's Note: I wish I was lucky like Kathleen the Great and already own Book 3.
Mia's Diary
We just pulled up in front of the Moscovitz's apartment building and Michael was already out in front waiting and he wasn't wearing a shirt. Duh! Is he stupid. It's like super cold outside.
Me: What are you doing out here, Michael?
Michael: I live here, Thermopolis.
Thermopolis! What happened to Mia? I thought he liked me, Tina. This plan of yours had better work.
Me: I meant why are you outside?
I sure am glad he didn't wear a shirt today.
Michael: Well...um...I came to see if y--the paper had come yet and well...it didn't. Then I saw the limo pull up and I well...I thought it would be rude to just go inside after I had seen you pull up.
I looked at him suspiciously. The Moscovitz's don't get the paper delivered. And what's up with the stammering. I didn't think Michael Moscovitz got nervous. But I just played along.
Me: Oh, I see. That sure is sweet of you to stand out here in the cold. Are you ready to start studying?
I handed him the CD with the Algebra game on it.
Michael: Sure, let's go, Mia.
Good, he didn't call me Thermopolis again. And I sure hope he doesn't decide to put a shirt on inside.
Michael's Diary (Online)
The paper, I said I was getting the paper. Duh. Mia knows we don't get the paper delivered, but she said I was sweet. Maybe she does like me. Or she's probably being nice on account of the whole Princess thing.
Mia's in the bathroom and I'm supposed to set up this computer game. So I'd better get started before she gets back
Author's Note: Review! Review! Review! Please!?!
Author's Note: I wish I was lucky like Kathleen the Great and already own Book 3.
Mia's Diary
We just pulled up in front of the Moscovitz's apartment building and Michael was already out in front waiting and he wasn't wearing a shirt. Duh! Is he stupid. It's like super cold outside.
Me: What are you doing out here, Michael?
Michael: I live here, Thermopolis.
Thermopolis! What happened to Mia? I thought he liked me, Tina. This plan of yours had better work.
Me: I meant why are you outside?
I sure am glad he didn't wear a shirt today.
Michael: Well...um...I came to see if y--the paper had come yet and well...it didn't. Then I saw the limo pull up and I well...I thought it would be rude to just go inside after I had seen you pull up.
I looked at him suspiciously. The Moscovitz's don't get the paper delivered. And what's up with the stammering. I didn't think Michael Moscovitz got nervous. But I just played along.
Me: Oh, I see. That sure is sweet of you to stand out here in the cold. Are you ready to start studying?
I handed him the CD with the Algebra game on it.
Michael: Sure, let's go, Mia.
Good, he didn't call me Thermopolis again. And I sure hope he doesn't decide to put a shirt on inside.
Michael's Diary (Online)
The paper, I said I was getting the paper. Duh. Mia knows we don't get the paper delivered, but she said I was sweet. Maybe she does like me. Or she's probably being nice on account of the whole Princess thing.
Mia's in the bathroom and I'm supposed to set up this computer game. So I'd better get started before she gets back
Author's Note: Review! Review! Review! Please!?!