Disclaimer: I own Taryn and Gretchen, the rest belong to Meg Cabot, etc.

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update. My computer was being a bitch and not uploading a GODDAMN THING!!! *breathes heavily* okay, just kidding. But seriously, it was annoying. Anyway, most of my other stories are updated too. And if you guys could read some of them and review, I would really really appreciate it. Especially the short story, Coming Home. I'm thinking about entering that into a short story contest for my library, so if you could tell me what you think, I'd be your best friend! No, seriously. I would.

Okay, on with the chapter!!….





Mia Thermopolis-PRIVATE DIARY!!!!!!!!!!!!

November 16

Well, another Friday night. Mom and G are going out on a "date" (okay, that I don't get. They're married. They're on like, an eternal date. Why do they need to go out and leave their poor daughter/stepdaughter alone?) Anyway, so I'm all alone tonight. I don't know what I'm going to do. I figure I'll make some tofu burgers for dinner, and then maybe go online. Or I might watch a movie. I think It's A Wonderful Life might be on tonight. For the first time of billions this holiday season.

If they made a movie about my life, it would probably be called "It's a Sucky Life."

No, no, nooo, I don't want to wallow in self-pity tonight. I'm gonna do something good for myself. I'm gonna go get my bath salts and take a nice, long, relaxing bath. I might write later.



Later…



Well, I just got some good news.

Wait, I'll start at the beginning. I took that bath, like I said. I lit some candles and put on my Enya CD. It was all verrrrry relaxxxxing…haha. Anyway, so then, after half an hour in the tub, once my fingers were white and pruny, I put my PJs on and went online. I noticed right away that Michael was online, and after a few minutes he IM-ed me.

CracKing: hey, thermopolis, what's up?

FtLouie: Nothing. Shouldn't you be out with Taryn tonight?

I couldn't help it. I just had to ask.

CracKing: Heck no. I broke off my date with her.

I smiled.

FtLouie: Aww…what a shame. Why?

CracKing: She was just…weird. She saw me talking to Gretchen in the hallway and she freaked out.

I laughed.

FtLouie: Really?

CracKing: Yeah. She was like, "How could you do this to me?"

FtLouie: LOL!! I thought you guys were just friends.

CracKing: Yeah, so did I.

FtLouie: So…are you just going to go to the dance stag?

CracKing: No, me and Gretchen are going together.

The pit in my stomach that had disappeared just minutes before was now back. How could he find someone else to go out with so quickly?

FtLouie: I thought she had a boyfriend.

CracKing: She does, but he'll be out of town, and she wants to go. So we're going as friends. And I'm SURE of that this time!

I let out a breath of air that I hadn't known I was holding.

FtLouie: LoL. Well, have a good time.

CracKing: Thank you. I will. So how come you're not going?

FtLouie: *shrugs* I don't know. I just don't feel like going. But I'm going to hang out with your sister that night.

CracKing: Oh, cool.

FtLouie: so when you come back you'll have to tell me all about it.

CracKing: Sure, sure. Allright, well, I gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow then.

FtLouie: Yup. Tell Lilly hi for me.

CracKing: Sure.



So then he signed off. I am SO RELIEVED, though! He's not going with anyone! Of course, I'm not going, so it's not like it's THAT important to me. It's just nice to know that he isn't pining after anyone else.

Speaking of which…I wonder whatever happened to that crush he had on Shameeka. Is he over her already? Maybe he didn't really like her that much. Or maybe he does, and he just doesn't show it. That wouldn't be that surprising. He's pretty good at hiding things. Like how he hides from his family that he's such a good guitarist and singer.

I hope he doesn't like her…





Michael Moscovitz-Online Diary

November 16



Well, I just finished talking to Mia online. I told her that I broke it off with Taryn, and that I was going to the dance with Gretchen, and that I was positive that we were just going as friends. I asked her why she wasn't going. I gave her every chance to change her mind so she would decided to come to the dance, so I could dance with her.

She didn't change her mind.

Oh well. She's coming over here, that's good. Maybe I could leave the dance a little early, and come back here when they're still watching movies, and watch with them. That would be nice.

Wait, I'm supposed to be getting over Mia, aren't I?

I keep forgetting that…