Author's note: hey!! So sorry, this took me awhile to think of. I have to make one thing clear, in my version of the story, Kenny never liked Mia and they never went out with each other. Her love life is already complicated enough with the Kenny factor. Oh, don't forget to have tissues at hand when you read this chapter. Very sad. Oh, just to remind you guys, read the previous "chapter", character dialogue symbols. Also, I'm doing a little poll, I read over a few chapters and realized that most of them have been sad. I'll lighten things up after this one. What do u guys want me to write? More serious topics, or just fun non-sad ones?
Later on Friday, my room
So many thoughts were swimming through mind today. I really didn't want to watch any more public displays of affection from inside my small social circle (they remind me of my screwed up love life). I decided to skip the Friday mystery surprise meat casserole and grab some wontons at Ho's deli instead. Now that it's off Lily's blacklist of racist commercial outlets, I'm officially allowed to give them some business again. Most of all, I just wanted to ignore the world for an hour. I was still thinking of ways to approach Michael. I didn't even know what to do, how could I tell him what I want? On one side, I'm the future monarch of Genovia who owes her country countless debts simply because she's born of their king, on the other side, I'm just a regular teenage girl who wants to be totally normal. I'm so sick and tired of hearing about responsibilities! I just want to live for myself once in a while. Maybe I am a conceited person after all. Then, I heard " I knew I loved you before I met you" by Savage Garden blasting out of Urban Outfitters. I started crying right in the middle of Chamber Street. I loved Michael. I've loved him practically all my life. That's why I couldn't stand hurting him anymore. He doesn't deserve to be my flavor of the day. I can't see him when I can but be forced into dates with William at the same time. I have to let him go, at least until I can permanently change my family's view about arranged marriages. I realized that I couldn't run away from home all the time. I need to solve the problem once and for all before I can't control it anymore. Imagine, a big part of my life became clear just from listening to a song. After school, I decided to hide in the bathroom until Michael's computer club meeting was over. While I was waiting, fresh tears escaped. I couldn't believe that I was about to break up with Michael after waiting my whole life for him, but I couldn't be selfish anymore. I kept telling myself that it was a good thing, I would have less to worry about and Michael would be happy again. I was really joking with myself, it just plain sucked big time. At 5:30, I went out and saw him coming out of the computer lab, thankfully, alone. We didn't need an audience.
Me: Michael.
MM: Oh, hey Mia.
He was pretending to be cold towards me, but I could still see the hurt in his eyes.
Me: We need to talk.
MM: Didn't we already do this before?
Me: Yeah, but... Listen, let's go to the park ok?
MM: I have a lot of things to do today.
I was so blind; we were practically broken up already.
Me: I'll just say it here then. I think we should break up.
MM: Fine.
Me: Don't you even want to discuss why?
MM: What's the point? You've already decided everything. My opinion is useless.
Me: You really don't want to know the reasons for my decision?
MM: Because you'll be Queen someday? That I won't be a compatible king? That your family doesn't like me?
Me: Yes, no, well... I promise I'll fix everything. Can you wait for me?
MM: Maybe this was wrong from the start. We shouldn't have even started in the first place.
Me: Michael, that's not true! I love you and I think you feel the same way about me too. I will break off the engagement. It's just not the time. My family refuses to think otherwise and no matter what I say can change their minds right now!
MM: I'm going crazy Mia. During the day, I analyze our relationship and I cry at night because I'm so frustrated that we can't simply be together. Whenever I am with you, I get mad at myself because I can clearly see that you have to support the world on your shoulders but I can't do anything to help you. You need someone who can support you and understand what you're going through. I guess I can't be that person after all.
Me: So this is the end?
MM: I don't think there's any other way.
Tears were streaming down our cheeks by then. He ran away and I was left there weeping alone. So it's all official now. The WE is finished. All that's left is myself.
Later on Friday, my room
So many thoughts were swimming through mind today. I really didn't want to watch any more public displays of affection from inside my small social circle (they remind me of my screwed up love life). I decided to skip the Friday mystery surprise meat casserole and grab some wontons at Ho's deli instead. Now that it's off Lily's blacklist of racist commercial outlets, I'm officially allowed to give them some business again. Most of all, I just wanted to ignore the world for an hour. I was still thinking of ways to approach Michael. I didn't even know what to do, how could I tell him what I want? On one side, I'm the future monarch of Genovia who owes her country countless debts simply because she's born of their king, on the other side, I'm just a regular teenage girl who wants to be totally normal. I'm so sick and tired of hearing about responsibilities! I just want to live for myself once in a while. Maybe I am a conceited person after all. Then, I heard " I knew I loved you before I met you" by Savage Garden blasting out of Urban Outfitters. I started crying right in the middle of Chamber Street. I loved Michael. I've loved him practically all my life. That's why I couldn't stand hurting him anymore. He doesn't deserve to be my flavor of the day. I can't see him when I can but be forced into dates with William at the same time. I have to let him go, at least until I can permanently change my family's view about arranged marriages. I realized that I couldn't run away from home all the time. I need to solve the problem once and for all before I can't control it anymore. Imagine, a big part of my life became clear just from listening to a song. After school, I decided to hide in the bathroom until Michael's computer club meeting was over. While I was waiting, fresh tears escaped. I couldn't believe that I was about to break up with Michael after waiting my whole life for him, but I couldn't be selfish anymore. I kept telling myself that it was a good thing, I would have less to worry about and Michael would be happy again. I was really joking with myself, it just plain sucked big time. At 5:30, I went out and saw him coming out of the computer lab, thankfully, alone. We didn't need an audience.
Me: Michael.
MM: Oh, hey Mia.
He was pretending to be cold towards me, but I could still see the hurt in his eyes.
Me: We need to talk.
MM: Didn't we already do this before?
Me: Yeah, but... Listen, let's go to the park ok?
MM: I have a lot of things to do today.
I was so blind; we were practically broken up already.
Me: I'll just say it here then. I think we should break up.
MM: Fine.
Me: Don't you even want to discuss why?
MM: What's the point? You've already decided everything. My opinion is useless.
Me: You really don't want to know the reasons for my decision?
MM: Because you'll be Queen someday? That I won't be a compatible king? That your family doesn't like me?
Me: Yes, no, well... I promise I'll fix everything. Can you wait for me?
MM: Maybe this was wrong from the start. We shouldn't have even started in the first place.
Me: Michael, that's not true! I love you and I think you feel the same way about me too. I will break off the engagement. It's just not the time. My family refuses to think otherwise and no matter what I say can change their minds right now!
MM: I'm going crazy Mia. During the day, I analyze our relationship and I cry at night because I'm so frustrated that we can't simply be together. Whenever I am with you, I get mad at myself because I can clearly see that you have to support the world on your shoulders but I can't do anything to help you. You need someone who can support you and understand what you're going through. I guess I can't be that person after all.
Me: So this is the end?
MM: I don't think there's any other way.
Tears were streaming down our cheeks by then. He ran away and I was left there weeping alone. So it's all official now. The WE is finished. All that's left is myself.