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Ch. 4
Missing Maria…
~ Tuesday, September 18, Lunch ~
So tell me this…
Why is it that Maria is constantly staring daggers at my back but when I try to confront her on the matter at hand she just snorts and turns her nose up at me walking away. It's not like I committed a mortal sin or anything like that. So why is she acting like this?
Isabel is currently flirting with some jocks at a nearby table and I'm waiting for her and the rest of the gang to get back. They are all getting food and I'm sitting here writing to you. Max said that he'd get me a slice of pizza from the snack bar and Michael said that he'd get me a Dr. Pepper. So I'm set I guess.
Everything seems so good but then the MARIA thing comes back to bite me on the butt! Why did this have to happen? Why can't you ever just have your cake AND eat it too?
I mean isn't it enough that I have to endure "Princess Lesson's" after school today? C'mon people!!! What kind of RESPECTABLE seventeen year old hangs with their Grandmère after school?
I'll tell ya who. ME! Yes the nonexistent in the hot-babe department (despite the comments I receive from Isabel's guy friends, because I think they only say these things because I am her friend) me who has a 24 pound cat who likes to consume socks in order to get it's owners attention because he has been getting neglected over the past few weeks due to the fact that it's owner, me, has just recently discovered that she is heir to the Genovian Throne! Life as Elizabeth Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo Parker, Princess of Genovia is NOT easy! It's FARRRR from it! –Let me tell ya! Sheesh! You'd think that it was full of grand balls –which I hate, and people ogling at your feet. Not to mention having a certain Grandmère constantly on your back is enough to make you want to do the inevitable!
Yes!
I'm talking about joining the witness protection program!
Either that or submit a personal ad in the paper stating that I wish to be adopted into a NORMAL family where your parents aren't the owner of a diner that they make you slave over a note pad and pen taking down orders against her own will and being expected to wear an outfit that is a huge alien head as an apron and bouncing antennae's at the top of your head! THEN! OH that's not all people, with all of this you also have to endure SERVING the customers who sometimes are so rude you want to drop the plate right into their lap and walk away. This does not include the fact that some of these EVIL customers don't even leave the poor unsuspecting –innocent– may I add, waitress a TIP for all of her hard work!
HAVE A NICE FREAKIN' DAY MR.!
That's what I'd like to say to the person who dare not tip the waitress! So where was I? I got a little off track in these past few moments of ranting… Oh yes! My add. Here is what I would put:
Nice 17-year-old girl named Liz Parker (forget the intro name) who is seeking good home and family. Liz likes to spend her spare time reading and writing. She also is very skilled in the obedience department. She is maintaining a C average at the moment in school but is on her way to a B in just a few short and easy weeks. Only one request is asked of this sweet girl. She asks that no one please refer to her as anything that has to do with her royal blood.
~ Tuesday, September 18, Still Lunch Time ~
Okay. So I there I was. Trying to think of a nice and sincere way to apologize for the unearthly BETRAYAL I have somehow committed to the one person who SHOULD have understood that I was NOT betraying her in any way, shape, or form. When all of the sudden –"HEY! Liz! Whatcha doin' there?"
It was Isabel.
What was I supposed to say? 'Oh I was just writing a letter of apology to Maria Deluca because she thinks you are a giant man-eating snob who preys on innocent young females between the ages of 16-18 years of age so that you may make them you own person Barbie dolls! And I STILL hang out with you.' –Not that I actually really BELIEVE any of this.
"Oh I was uh, I was uh… Just writing a letter to my friends Lily back home." Is what I actually said though. "Oh, cool." Isabel shrugged and turned to chat with Sean and Kyle.
Man this is just KILLING me! How am I ever going to get through this dilemma? And then I have to meet with Grandmère after school?! Someone please just SHOOT me now!!! I mean is it really that hard to make and KEEP friends now a days? Cuz where I'm from, we don't care who you're cool with as long as you know who you TRUE friends are and you stick with them always. The time for Maria groveling… is now.
So I was thinking of starting my letter to her like this:
Maria,
I know we are not on the best of terms right now but you have to understand that I am just trying to expand my horizons in friendships. It's not as if I'm even ditching you! You can come along! By the way, your hair looks GREAT today! (Note to self: Flattery is ALWAYS a good thing) so I was wondering if you weren't still mad at me this weekend, maybe we could hang out. Sound good? It does to me! We can do WHATEVER it is that you wanna do okay chica? I hope that you really do read this and it's not laying on the ground in a million torn up pieces and I'm just rambling on and on for no apparent reason okay? Because I miss you Maria, you are the only cool TEFLON chick I know. I hope that you will take this letter and grant me forgiveness, because Isabel's not even that bad, she's actually quite cool once you get to know her Maria. I can't wait until we are friends again because you are the greatest friend there ever was and plus I have major news to tell ya! PLEASE FOGIVE ME!!!!!!
-Luv
Liz 'Mia' Parker
So what do you think of that? Is it a winner? I hope so because I'm about to go drop it off in Maria's locker pronto!
~ 4th period 12:35 p.m. ~
Why do these things have to happen to me? I was on my merry way to Maria's locker when Max stops me and I forget that anything else even exists! Let alone Maria's apology letter! He just wanted to confirm our plans for the movie and to make sure that I was okay with even SEEING a movie. Shyea! Is the sky blue and do the cows go moo? I'd fly to the moon and back for that boy named Max Evans! He is SO FINE! I mean could he be any more adorable? I think not because no guy would have the guts to ask a princess out right? Oh who am I kidding? I'M the one who should be so lucky as to be going out with HIM!!! Okay I have to do some REAL work now…
~ 5th period 1:15 p.m. ~
Okay so here I am, currently sitting in my fifth period Journalist class and waiting for that damn bell to ring so I can go home! –No wait! DOH! I forgot that I have to meet with Grandmère after school! Man, group project. Gotta go! Be back in a few!
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Group Project:
Find 5 people to make a group (Me, Max, Michael, Isabel, and Alex) –Picked by teacher, not us so why did the teacher bother to say FIND 5 people?
Pick a topic and title it (Message in the Lyrics)
Interview at least 3 to 4 people who are experts in this field
Use examples and plenty of reader surveys –we need to reach out to the people!
Use polls as well and anything that will be useful to your project
Have FUN! (Yea. Right.)
~ 5th period still 1:48 p.m. ~
Still haven't had a chance to give Maria the letter.
~ 6th period 2:10 p.m. ~
ODE to High School Life
By Liz Mia Thermopolis-Parker
Bell rings
We run to class!
Have to hurry or it's our a--
In our seats we must be silent
While just a few are always violent
They throw paper airplanes in the air
And pitch little gum wrappers in Ms. Mitchens hair
Friends all together march one by one
Some of them just can't wait 'til the day is done
Lunch rolls around what to eat?
Beefy hamburgers or fresh red beats?
Everyone goes through this once
High school test, quizzes and class work galore
Is always such a bore!
4th period, 5th period, 6th period –done!
Time to leave this dreadful place for the sun
And when summer time hits the air
There will be not a minute to spare!
We are out of this prison they call a school
No one will be here during summer only fools!
~ 6th period 2:57 p.m. ~
Still haven't given Maria her letter.
~ 6th period 3:06 ~
6 more minutes until I meet Grandmère and she will teach me "Princess Lesson's" :*(
~ 6th period 3:11 and 56 seconds… ~
KILL ME NOW! The bell has just rung!!!!!!
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A/N: Don't forget my 5 reviews!!! Next chapter will be = Grandmère
Ch. 4
Missing Maria…
~ Tuesday, September 18, Lunch ~
So tell me this…
Why is it that Maria is constantly staring daggers at my back but when I try to confront her on the matter at hand she just snorts and turns her nose up at me walking away. It's not like I committed a mortal sin or anything like that. So why is she acting like this?
Isabel is currently flirting with some jocks at a nearby table and I'm waiting for her and the rest of the gang to get back. They are all getting food and I'm sitting here writing to you. Max said that he'd get me a slice of pizza from the snack bar and Michael said that he'd get me a Dr. Pepper. So I'm set I guess.
Everything seems so good but then the MARIA thing comes back to bite me on the butt! Why did this have to happen? Why can't you ever just have your cake AND eat it too?
I mean isn't it enough that I have to endure "Princess Lesson's" after school today? C'mon people!!! What kind of RESPECTABLE seventeen year old hangs with their Grandmère after school?
I'll tell ya who. ME! Yes the nonexistent in the hot-babe department (despite the comments I receive from Isabel's guy friends, because I think they only say these things because I am her friend) me who has a 24 pound cat who likes to consume socks in order to get it's owners attention because he has been getting neglected over the past few weeks due to the fact that it's owner, me, has just recently discovered that she is heir to the Genovian Throne! Life as Elizabeth Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo Parker, Princess of Genovia is NOT easy! It's FARRRR from it! –Let me tell ya! Sheesh! You'd think that it was full of grand balls –which I hate, and people ogling at your feet. Not to mention having a certain Grandmère constantly on your back is enough to make you want to do the inevitable!
Yes!
I'm talking about joining the witness protection program!
Either that or submit a personal ad in the paper stating that I wish to be adopted into a NORMAL family where your parents aren't the owner of a diner that they make you slave over a note pad and pen taking down orders against her own will and being expected to wear an outfit that is a huge alien head as an apron and bouncing antennae's at the top of your head! THEN! OH that's not all people, with all of this you also have to endure SERVING the customers who sometimes are so rude you want to drop the plate right into their lap and walk away. This does not include the fact that some of these EVIL customers don't even leave the poor unsuspecting –innocent– may I add, waitress a TIP for all of her hard work!
HAVE A NICE FREAKIN' DAY MR.!
That's what I'd like to say to the person who dare not tip the waitress! So where was I? I got a little off track in these past few moments of ranting… Oh yes! My add. Here is what I would put:
Nice 17-year-old girl named Liz Parker (forget the intro name) who is seeking good home and family. Liz likes to spend her spare time reading and writing. She also is very skilled in the obedience department. She is maintaining a C average at the moment in school but is on her way to a B in just a few short and easy weeks. Only one request is asked of this sweet girl. She asks that no one please refer to her as anything that has to do with her royal blood.
~ Tuesday, September 18, Still Lunch Time ~
Okay. So I there I was. Trying to think of a nice and sincere way to apologize for the unearthly BETRAYAL I have somehow committed to the one person who SHOULD have understood that I was NOT betraying her in any way, shape, or form. When all of the sudden –"HEY! Liz! Whatcha doin' there?"
It was Isabel.
What was I supposed to say? 'Oh I was just writing a letter of apology to Maria Deluca because she thinks you are a giant man-eating snob who preys on innocent young females between the ages of 16-18 years of age so that you may make them you own person Barbie dolls! And I STILL hang out with you.' –Not that I actually really BELIEVE any of this.
"Oh I was uh, I was uh… Just writing a letter to my friends Lily back home." Is what I actually said though. "Oh, cool." Isabel shrugged and turned to chat with Sean and Kyle.
Man this is just KILLING me! How am I ever going to get through this dilemma? And then I have to meet with Grandmère after school?! Someone please just SHOOT me now!!! I mean is it really that hard to make and KEEP friends now a days? Cuz where I'm from, we don't care who you're cool with as long as you know who you TRUE friends are and you stick with them always. The time for Maria groveling… is now.
So I was thinking of starting my letter to her like this:
Maria,
I know we are not on the best of terms right now but you have to understand that I am just trying to expand my horizons in friendships. It's not as if I'm even ditching you! You can come along! By the way, your hair looks GREAT today! (Note to self: Flattery is ALWAYS a good thing) so I was wondering if you weren't still mad at me this weekend, maybe we could hang out. Sound good? It does to me! We can do WHATEVER it is that you wanna do okay chica? I hope that you really do read this and it's not laying on the ground in a million torn up pieces and I'm just rambling on and on for no apparent reason okay? Because I miss you Maria, you are the only cool TEFLON chick I know. I hope that you will take this letter and grant me forgiveness, because Isabel's not even that bad, she's actually quite cool once you get to know her Maria. I can't wait until we are friends again because you are the greatest friend there ever was and plus I have major news to tell ya! PLEASE FOGIVE ME!!!!!!
-Luv
Liz 'Mia' Parker
So what do you think of that? Is it a winner? I hope so because I'm about to go drop it off in Maria's locker pronto!
~ 4th period 12:35 p.m. ~
Why do these things have to happen to me? I was on my merry way to Maria's locker when Max stops me and I forget that anything else even exists! Let alone Maria's apology letter! He just wanted to confirm our plans for the movie and to make sure that I was okay with even SEEING a movie. Shyea! Is the sky blue and do the cows go moo? I'd fly to the moon and back for that boy named Max Evans! He is SO FINE! I mean could he be any more adorable? I think not because no guy would have the guts to ask a princess out right? Oh who am I kidding? I'M the one who should be so lucky as to be going out with HIM!!! Okay I have to do some REAL work now…
~ 5th period 1:15 p.m. ~
Okay so here I am, currently sitting in my fifth period Journalist class and waiting for that damn bell to ring so I can go home! –No wait! DOH! I forgot that I have to meet with Grandmère after school! Man, group project. Gotta go! Be back in a few!
↓
Group Project:
Find 5 people to make a group (Me, Max, Michael, Isabel, and Alex) –Picked by teacher, not us so why did the teacher bother to say FIND 5 people?
Pick a topic and title it (Message in the Lyrics)
Interview at least 3 to 4 people who are experts in this field
Use examples and plenty of reader surveys –we need to reach out to the people!
Use polls as well and anything that will be useful to your project
Have FUN! (Yea. Right.)
~ 5th period still 1:48 p.m. ~
Still haven't had a chance to give Maria the letter.
~ 6th period 2:10 p.m. ~
ODE to High School Life
By Liz Mia Thermopolis-Parker
Bell rings
We run to class!
Have to hurry or it's our a--
In our seats we must be silent
While just a few are always violent
They throw paper airplanes in the air
And pitch little gum wrappers in Ms. Mitchens hair
Friends all together march one by one
Some of them just can't wait 'til the day is done
Lunch rolls around what to eat?
Beefy hamburgers or fresh red beats?
Everyone goes through this once
High school test, quizzes and class work galore
Is always such a bore!
4th period, 5th period, 6th period –done!
Time to leave this dreadful place for the sun
And when summer time hits the air
There will be not a minute to spare!
We are out of this prison they call a school
No one will be here during summer only fools!
~ 6th period 2:57 p.m. ~
Still haven't given Maria her letter.
~ 6th period 3:06 ~
6 more minutes until I meet Grandmère and she will teach me "Princess Lesson's" :*(
~ 6th period 3:11 and 56 seconds… ~
KILL ME NOW! The bell has just rung!!!!!!
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A/N: Don't forget my 5 reviews!!! Next chapter will be = Grandmère