Authors Notes: Hey guys, I am sooo sorry that its taken me so long to update this story. But I really do promise that ill be faster in updating next time. Once again I wanna thank you guys for the awesome reviews I love yall to death LoL. Anyways keep r & ring and I'll keep writing. Later Gatorz, Cori

P.S. Sorry SofieChick for not sending this chapter to ya my email was screwed up so I couldn't but for Chapter 4 I definitely will.

P.S.S. If you guys have any suggestions at all for the next chapter PLEASE let me know.

****



~*~The distance grows

I'm sinkin' down

And what I lost, it can't be found

Although I try, can't find my way

Nothing's fallin into place: The Calling: Lost ~*~



Chapter 3:

Mia shook her head frantically as she peered across the table at her Grandmere. The morning had been going perfectly and Mia was still on a high from the previous night, but this little surprise meeting with her royal highness had just put a damper on her vibrant mood.

"Grandmere, I wont go I refuse to. I just got home and you expect me to leave again? For once I thought that you actually cared about what I wanted, but I now I can see that you don't at all." Mia said trying to keep her anger in check.

Grandmere looked over at her distraught granddaughter and sighed heavily. " I know you don't want to go Mia but there's no way out of it. Acting like a spoiled brat isn't going to help so I suggest that you straighten that attitude up. This is not how a princess is supposed to act."

Mia had to laugh at that, "I swear I can't do anything anymore. Its not like I asked to be the Princess of a freaking country would it be such a huge crime to let me have at least ONE last normal summer?"

"Mia, I already told you that this is a must and you'll only be gone for 3 weeks at the most. After that I cant promise that anything else will come up but you will have some time to be at home. Can't you do anything without complaining about it? I would have thought you would be able to take the responsibility by now!" She replied her patience thinning by the minute.

Mia gave her grandmother a cold stare and raised her hands up in defeat, "Fine Grandmere. Fine. Ill go to this stupid convention in Genovia. Just leave me alone!!" She said as she stalked out of the hotel and started towards her apartment.



****

(Later that night)

After spending the day walking around town trying to come to grips with the fact that she was leaving for Genovia tomorrow she finally decided to make her way home. Turning the corner towards her apartment she walked into the front door and threw her messenger bag on the couch. Looking towards her mom and seeing the expression on her face she knew Grandmere had already told her the news. Telling her a quick goodnight she raced up the stairs into her bedroom. Slamming her door she grabbed her cordless phone from her vanity and frantically dialed Michaels phone number. Pacing back and forth across her plus blue carpet she waited as patiently as she could for someone to pick up.

"Come on…Come on…"

Just then she heard a click on the other line and Mrs. Moscovitzes cheerful voice greeted her, "Hi! This is the moscovitze residence were sorry were not able to come to the phone right now but if you leave your name and number well be sure to get back to you. Thanks."

"Beep"

Mia sighed heavily as she heard the answering machines cue for her to leave her message, willing herself not to sound to choked up she began to speak, "Hey Michael, It's Mia. By the time you get this message it'll probably be to late for you to call back so let me just lay everything out right now. Grandmere came back to town and now I have to leave for a Genovian peace convention tomorrow morning. I'll be gone for three weeks and then after that I don't know what's going to happen. You really don't realize how much im going to miss you. If you get this message in time meet me tomorrow in the Laneville Airport lobby before 10:30 I really need to say Goodbye to you. ::beep::" Before she could finish her message the machine cut out on her and Mia slammed her phone down in the cradle.

"I really don't know how im supposed to stay sane!!!" She exclaimed as she turned on her lights and fell into bed without even bothering to change.

****

(The next Morning)

Mia stuffed her cd player and journal into the top of her backpack zipping it shut as she surveyed her room one last time. She still couldn't believe that Grandmere had sprung this stupid convention on her at the last minute and had actually expected her to be excited about spending another three weeks in Genovia.

"I knew this was all to good to be true." Mia muttered as she slung her bag over her shoulder and grabbed her suitcase. Stalking into her kitchen she sat down at the table across from her mom and gladly accepted the glass of orange juice that was slid across the table.

"You know Mia I tried to talk Grandmere out of making you go but once she has her mind set on something you know it sticks. I'm sorry that this is going to ruin your summer but maybe it won't be as bad as you think it will be. Just remember to keep an open mind and at least TRY and have fun."

Mia sighed heavily, "I'll try mom but it still sucks that I have to go. Im going to miss everyone so much there's absolutely NO one my age at the palace and there idea of fun over there is ballroom dancing. Kill me now!!!" she exclaimed dramatically.

Her mom laughed slightly but she tried to hide it by taking a sip of juice, "Well there may be some kids your age this time seeing as it's a national convention, and if your worried about Michael don't be I know he's going to wait for you. Now go on Lars is downstairs waiting. Are you sure you don't want me to come?"

Mia gave her mom a half smile, "Im positive, you have more important things to do anyways so don't worry about it. Ill call you every night and ill see you in three weeks. Bye mom" She said as she gave her a huge hug and tried not to cry.

"Bye sweetie" Her mom replied as she watched her daughter walk out the door and fought back her own tears.

****

Mia glanced around the large airport lobby and snapped her gum anxiously. Glancing down at her watch she sighed when she realized that she only had 15 minutes until her flight boarded.

"I guess he's not coming." She said to herself sadly as she picked up her bag and started to walk towards terminal two. She really thought that Michael would have gotten her message before she left and as stupid as it sounded she had actually thought that he would come running through the door professing his love for her and begging her not to go.

"I guess that's what I get from reading all of Tina's romance novels." She muttered absently as she reached into her bag to grab her ticket. Just as she was about to hand the ticket to the cheerful airline attendant she heard a commotion behind her.

"Mia!!!! Wait!!!"

Turning around at the sound of her name she saw Michael running towards her. His hair was a mess and his cheeks were flushed and as he got closer to her she could see that his eyes looked bloodshot. Even though he seemed disheveled Mia had never seen him look so perfect.

As Michael approached her he grabbed her hands in his and turned her to completely face him, "Im glad I caught you. I'm sorry im so late but Lilly didn't bother to tell me that you had left a message until ten minutes to ten. I really didn't think I was going to make it to say goodbye to you."

Mia tried to give him a reassuring smile as she gently squeezed his hands, "Well im definitely glad you made it. I'm going to miss you so much." She replied as she stepped forward and embraced him in a hug.

Michael turned his head slightly and kissed her hair, "Im going to miss you to Mia. But I promise I'll write everyday and when I can I'll call you. Just promise not to fall for some Genovian pear picker while you're over there." He replied trying to lighten the mood.

Mia laughed slightly and wiped away a single tear, "I'll promise if you promise not to fall for some smart college girl that can clone things in her bedroom."

"Not a chance. But seriously Mia I think this is going to be the longest three weeks of my life." He replied as he looked down into her eyes.

"Last call for flight 415 to Genovia." An Airline attendants nasally voice screeched over the intercom.

Mia looked towards the gate and fresh tears started to build in her eyes. "That's me. I have to go." She said as she tried to hold back the tears that were trying hard to escape.

Michael leaned down and gave her a gentle tender kiss. "Don't forget about me." He said as he rested his lips on her forehead.

"Never." She whispered back as she leaned up and gave him a small kiss on the cheek.

"Bye" she said quietly as she made her way into the terminal.

"Bye" Michael waved back as he fought with his own tears wishing that he had let three small words escape his lips.