Author's Note: Just to reinforce it: None of its mine. I am in nonownership of just about everything in this story. Except the POV. Which is a Meg Cabot character to begin with, okay? Yes, my good buddies, the way Lilly writes sounds a lot like me talking. Surprised? It's just the way I pictured her in my head. I'd also like to thank the lovely people who reviewed me, Rhiannon, What's Their Name, and Rose Black. I really appreciate it, guys! Now to the rest of you, you'd better go write a review for me, too!

Okay, okay, all you want's the story. warning: short chapter. Sorry, I have limited computer time now that my grandparents are in town.

~*Monday, September 29*~

Guess what? In the cliché of cliché's, our school has decided to put on a MUSICAL. Like we have any talent WHATSOEVER here. My Fair Lady, none the less. But, since you can only undermine a society from the inside (look at the Goths in Rome.), I've decided to be the house manager. What does this mean, fair Lilly, you ask? It means I get to flick the lights. Twice. At the beginning and end of the lovely intermission. But oh, think of the havoc and chaos I could cause with just one flick of the switch at the wrong time. violent thoughts. Must purge them from my innocent mind. Now there's a laugh.

As much as I hate the admin for great stuff like our musical, I hold my strongest grudge against some of the students here. Like Josh Richter and Lana Weinberger. How long will I have to endure life with these people? They'll probably wind up being my clients some day when they've gone mentally insane from the stress of being such popular, stuck-up freaks. That'll be the day. but until then, Mia and I get to deal with their abuse regularly. Wait a sec. Make that, MIA gets to listen to their abuse and pretend it doesn't happen while I go in and defend the both of us. For once in my life, I agree with my parents. Mia has confrontation issues. For sure.



~*Tuesday, September 30*~

Great. Mia's dad is coming. Mr. Man-of-a-million-names. Many of which he shares with royalty in the principalities of Monaco and Genovia. Mia, however, has never noticed this, or has never shared. Probably just a coincidence. I mean, I don't think her mom, Helen Thermopolis, is directly related to that guy who got elected to Congress from California twenty years ago. But anyway, he's COMING. All this way. Something's SO got to be going on in Mia's messed-up family.



~*Wednesday, November 1*~

Just a quick note: Boris Pelkowski IS cute. AND a musical genius. Regardless of what Mia thinks.