Even later on Thursday, back at the plaza
I was right after all. Grand-Mere did make my dad talk to me. So when I finally got to class, Lily and Michael practically put me through an interrogation. Lily went into a full-frontal psychoanalyst mode and analyzed my life:
- Mia, I think that you should call social services.
Huh?
- I think you're exaggerating a bit much sis.
- Well, do YOU care about Mia? Look at what her so-called family is putting her through! I'm surprised that she has gone this far without going crazy yet.
- I don't think they realize that they are torturing Mia and ruining her life; I just think they have cliché thoughts that include arranged marriages.
- Not to mention monarchy! They're only ordering her to marry William because they need blue-blooded heirs to the throne! What Genovia needs is a political revolution!
- I don't believe it's exactly that serious. Mia, you just need to talk to your family and explain yourself.
- Shut up!
I just couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't stand them fighting over me and trying to dictate me, just like Grand-Mere. I'm hurt that Lily and Michael don't understand. All they're doing is making me even more confused! They aren't helping my situation by discussing my problems from a third party point of view. I grabbed my backpack and ran out of G & T. Lucky for me, there were only 10 minutes left of 1st period. I couldn't face Michael or Lily anymore. Too bad for privacy, since I heard footsteps running towards me:
- Mia! Wait!
- Michael, if you're here to make another stupid suggestion, save it ok?
- I just... I just want to be here for you. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you even more upset.
- I know you guy's care, but... can you just lend me your shoulder? It's more than enough for me.
- Yeah.
And he held me right there in the middle of the hall until the bell rang. I felt so safe, for a moment a believed that everything would be all right, no matter what happens. We reluctantly broke apart and went to the next class. During lunch, some wonderful news was awaiting me. Me, Lily and Michael sat down at the cafeteria table and Shameeka blurted it out:
- Oh my god Mia! Why didn't you tell us?
- Tell you what?
- About your engagement to the cutest guy on earth!
Then she put the New York Post of the table and opened it to the article. In bold black letters were: " New York's own royal ready to marry Prince William by the end of next year". OH MY GOD INDEED! Grand-Mere! How could she do this? And what the heck was she thinking? By the end of next year? I'll be only 16! And that's only IF I decide to marry! Tina helped things out by saying:
- Aren't you just so excited Mia? Imagine! This is like a fairy-tale come true!
- No, it's not.
I knew I sounded really mean, but I was so upset that I didn't care. I was in a daze for the last 3 periods. I couldn't concentrate at all. I needed to be alone so I didn't wait for Michael and Lily. When I went outside, I found the limo waiting for me again. This time, it was dad:
- Hello Mia.
- Dad, cut to the chase will you?
- Okay, then let's talk about your engagement.
- There's nothing to say.
- It might sound completely idiotic to you, but we are arranging your marriage simply because we love you.
Yeah, right! I didn't want Lana spreading all this around school tomorrow so I got into the limo.
- How can you love me by hurting me like this?
- When you become queen, the faith and future of a million people will lie on your shoulders. I, we, simply want you to have a competent husband that will be able to assist you. I know this is really unfair to you, I would never have wanted you to live such a life, but I cannot control it. I am deeply sorry.
- I'm not sure if I would be able to rule now, but I will try to learn. I don't exactly need HIM to help me.
- Can we at least make a compromise then? Will you at least try and get to know him?
- Dad, I already have a boyfriend.
- And WHEN were you planning to tell me this?
I wasn't talking to dad the king anymore. This was dad the maniac father who would kick any guy's butt who dares ask his little girl out.
- Um, you won't kill him right?
- Of course not.
I hardly believed him.
- You've met him before, Michael Moscovitz.
- Your friend's brother?
- Yeah.
- The one that you're going to see Beauty and the Beast with on Sunday?
- How did you know?
Was he spying on me????
- I wouldn't have known if you've had taken your ticket with you when you ran away from home.
Must have slipped my mind in midst of my emotional trauma.
- Would you mind if William accompanied you?
- YES!!!
- I just thought that this might be a good chance for you to get to know him.
- Dad, don't push it that far. Let's start slow ok? How long is he going to be here anyways?
- He's taking his gap year here.
So one of my many problem is half solved. Here's another one to boggle your minds: how do I tell Michael? I couldn't deal with so much at a time so I just decided to tell him tomorrow. When I got back to the plaza, dad immediately brought me to Grand-Mere's suit:
- Dad, do we really have to do this now? I have to do homework and stuff you know.
Homework was good for something after all!
- Let's solve this right away, the sooner the better. She is practically enraged.
Be brave, be very brave. I went inside and was instantly knocked over by a rush of screaming:
- Mia! How dare you do that to us all?
I noticed William standing in the background at the same moment that Grand-Mere realized the same thing. She decided to cool off and not scare the prince away.
- Um, I am awfully happy to see you Mia, we were all quite worried about you.
I just knew that she would have loved to slap me a few times.
- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you guys worry about me.
- You seem very tired. Would you like me to walk you back to your room Mia?
- Um, yeah, sure, thanks.
Prince charming to the rescue. He led me out and I was so grateful.
- Thanks for saving me back there.
And he laughed.
- Your Grand-Mere has quite a temper doesn't she?
- To say the least, yeah.
- I have never met such a tempered woman before. I constantly had to pay attention to every single word that was coming out of my mouth! I didn't want to get on her dark side. I feel quite sorry for you.
I didn't exactly like my Grand-Mere that much, but he practically made her seem evil.
- She's not that bad once you get to know her.
He decided not to reply to it and just smirked. This version of William was so different from the ones that I saw in People magazine. Those looked nice and friendly. This one's cold and... not evil, but, yeah, he does look a bit evil. I was relived when I went into my room. I really didn't want to see him anymore.
I was right after all. Grand-Mere did make my dad talk to me. So when I finally got to class, Lily and Michael practically put me through an interrogation. Lily went into a full-frontal psychoanalyst mode and analyzed my life:
- Mia, I think that you should call social services.
Huh?
- I think you're exaggerating a bit much sis.
- Well, do YOU care about Mia? Look at what her so-called family is putting her through! I'm surprised that she has gone this far without going crazy yet.
- I don't think they realize that they are torturing Mia and ruining her life; I just think they have cliché thoughts that include arranged marriages.
- Not to mention monarchy! They're only ordering her to marry William because they need blue-blooded heirs to the throne! What Genovia needs is a political revolution!
- I don't believe it's exactly that serious. Mia, you just need to talk to your family and explain yourself.
- Shut up!
I just couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't stand them fighting over me and trying to dictate me, just like Grand-Mere. I'm hurt that Lily and Michael don't understand. All they're doing is making me even more confused! They aren't helping my situation by discussing my problems from a third party point of view. I grabbed my backpack and ran out of G & T. Lucky for me, there were only 10 minutes left of 1st period. I couldn't face Michael or Lily anymore. Too bad for privacy, since I heard footsteps running towards me:
- Mia! Wait!
- Michael, if you're here to make another stupid suggestion, save it ok?
- I just... I just want to be here for you. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you even more upset.
- I know you guy's care, but... can you just lend me your shoulder? It's more than enough for me.
- Yeah.
And he held me right there in the middle of the hall until the bell rang. I felt so safe, for a moment a believed that everything would be all right, no matter what happens. We reluctantly broke apart and went to the next class. During lunch, some wonderful news was awaiting me. Me, Lily and Michael sat down at the cafeteria table and Shameeka blurted it out:
- Oh my god Mia! Why didn't you tell us?
- Tell you what?
- About your engagement to the cutest guy on earth!
Then she put the New York Post of the table and opened it to the article. In bold black letters were: " New York's own royal ready to marry Prince William by the end of next year". OH MY GOD INDEED! Grand-Mere! How could she do this? And what the heck was she thinking? By the end of next year? I'll be only 16! And that's only IF I decide to marry! Tina helped things out by saying:
- Aren't you just so excited Mia? Imagine! This is like a fairy-tale come true!
- No, it's not.
I knew I sounded really mean, but I was so upset that I didn't care. I was in a daze for the last 3 periods. I couldn't concentrate at all. I needed to be alone so I didn't wait for Michael and Lily. When I went outside, I found the limo waiting for me again. This time, it was dad:
- Hello Mia.
- Dad, cut to the chase will you?
- Okay, then let's talk about your engagement.
- There's nothing to say.
- It might sound completely idiotic to you, but we are arranging your marriage simply because we love you.
Yeah, right! I didn't want Lana spreading all this around school tomorrow so I got into the limo.
- How can you love me by hurting me like this?
- When you become queen, the faith and future of a million people will lie on your shoulders. I, we, simply want you to have a competent husband that will be able to assist you. I know this is really unfair to you, I would never have wanted you to live such a life, but I cannot control it. I am deeply sorry.
- I'm not sure if I would be able to rule now, but I will try to learn. I don't exactly need HIM to help me.
- Can we at least make a compromise then? Will you at least try and get to know him?
- Dad, I already have a boyfriend.
- And WHEN were you planning to tell me this?
I wasn't talking to dad the king anymore. This was dad the maniac father who would kick any guy's butt who dares ask his little girl out.
- Um, you won't kill him right?
- Of course not.
I hardly believed him.
- You've met him before, Michael Moscovitz.
- Your friend's brother?
- Yeah.
- The one that you're going to see Beauty and the Beast with on Sunday?
- How did you know?
Was he spying on me????
- I wouldn't have known if you've had taken your ticket with you when you ran away from home.
Must have slipped my mind in midst of my emotional trauma.
- Would you mind if William accompanied you?
- YES!!!
- I just thought that this might be a good chance for you to get to know him.
- Dad, don't push it that far. Let's start slow ok? How long is he going to be here anyways?
- He's taking his gap year here.
So one of my many problem is half solved. Here's another one to boggle your minds: how do I tell Michael? I couldn't deal with so much at a time so I just decided to tell him tomorrow. When I got back to the plaza, dad immediately brought me to Grand-Mere's suit:
- Dad, do we really have to do this now? I have to do homework and stuff you know.
Homework was good for something after all!
- Let's solve this right away, the sooner the better. She is practically enraged.
Be brave, be very brave. I went inside and was instantly knocked over by a rush of screaming:
- Mia! How dare you do that to us all?
I noticed William standing in the background at the same moment that Grand-Mere realized the same thing. She decided to cool off and not scare the prince away.
- Um, I am awfully happy to see you Mia, we were all quite worried about you.
I just knew that she would have loved to slap me a few times.
- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you guys worry about me.
- You seem very tired. Would you like me to walk you back to your room Mia?
- Um, yeah, sure, thanks.
Prince charming to the rescue. He led me out and I was so grateful.
- Thanks for saving me back there.
And he laughed.
- Your Grand-Mere has quite a temper doesn't she?
- To say the least, yeah.
- I have never met such a tempered woman before. I constantly had to pay attention to every single word that was coming out of my mouth! I didn't want to get on her dark side. I feel quite sorry for you.
I didn't exactly like my Grand-Mere that much, but he practically made her seem evil.
- She's not that bad once you get to know her.
He decided not to reply to it and just smirked. This version of William was so different from the ones that I saw in People magazine. Those looked nice and friendly. This one's cold and... not evil, but, yeah, he does look a bit evil. I was relived when I went into my room. I really didn't want to see him anymore.