Disalmer- What do you think?? If you think I own this you need serious
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A/N I need more reviews. Reviews give me fuel to write .If you have not noticed I've been stalling on meeting the prince and the interview. I promise there both appear in time Well on to the story. Oh and thanks for all the reviews on ch 4. Oh and for the person who said to be nice to Mia next ch I'm sorry but torching Mia is well so FUN. And I know my spelling sucks but spell cheak I don't have. This story is not going in the direction it's supposed to go in.
Tuesday bathroom
Interesting. Hmm .Wait what just happened. Well I'll tell you what happened. Michael was bangging on the locked bathroom door. The new one.
When Grandmere must have gave him the key becasue the door opened and grandmere was behind Micheal.
"Mia Um why where you in my... Um your shirt." Micheal said
"What" I say comfused
"Your shirt is...." Micheal says as he looks down.
I look down and see that my shirt is buttoned but torn very close to my chest. I throw my arms up to cover the cut and look down blushing. After A long pause Micheal talks again. This is what happened.
"Mia" Micheal says impatiently.
"Yeah" I said confused once more.
"Why were you in my bed... we didn't do that right." He says slowly
" No we didn't I was in there beacause your sister dumb bet...'' I blabered on and on but I did'nt meantion the prince. I just couldn't not yet, not ever I didn't want the reaction. I wish he would just marry another rich princess. But no it had to be me and I heard if I refused a war could start. I heard the kitchen people. Maybe I'll just start a war and kill myself. Well anyway.
Suddenly Micheal leaned down and kissed me. ( A/n Is this there first kiss in any of my fan fictions. I think my story is not very romantic. Shoot.)
Well I almost stopped him and told him about the prince. I put my hands on his shoulder but they slide down his back insteed I couldn't tell him ever but not knowing and not telling him is diffrent when he finds out I don't know what I'll do! what should I do.
I just thought of something if I don't tell him soon he'll find out at the interview right and than he'll hate me for not telling him. But if I tell him now and say I just found out he'll be mad that I Lied. But if I tell him now and say I found out a long time ago he'll still hate me. So this is the concluslion Doomed if I lie and Doomed if I tell the truth and doomed if I don't do anthing. What wold you pick? Huh?
I've decided to tell him now he's in his room here I go. Give me luck plz.
A/n I know I didn't do the interview and I've only wrote one entree this ch . And the people are not in character and I write to many stupid Author notes. But plz review anyway plz. Oh and if you liked my story or even if you didn't, read my other story. I've decided to quit unless I get at least one more review. Well bye
A/N I need more reviews. Reviews give me fuel to write .If you have not noticed I've been stalling on meeting the prince and the interview. I promise there both appear in time Well on to the story. Oh and thanks for all the reviews on ch 4. Oh and for the person who said to be nice to Mia next ch I'm sorry but torching Mia is well so FUN. And I know my spelling sucks but spell cheak I don't have. This story is not going in the direction it's supposed to go in.
Tuesday bathroom
Interesting. Hmm .Wait what just happened. Well I'll tell you what happened. Michael was bangging on the locked bathroom door. The new one.
When Grandmere must have gave him the key becasue the door opened and grandmere was behind Micheal.
"Mia Um why where you in my... Um your shirt." Micheal said
"What" I say comfused
"Your shirt is...." Micheal says as he looks down.
I look down and see that my shirt is buttoned but torn very close to my chest. I throw my arms up to cover the cut and look down blushing. After A long pause Micheal talks again. This is what happened.
"Mia" Micheal says impatiently.
"Yeah" I said confused once more.
"Why were you in my bed... we didn't do that right." He says slowly
" No we didn't I was in there beacause your sister dumb bet...'' I blabered on and on but I did'nt meantion the prince. I just couldn't not yet, not ever I didn't want the reaction. I wish he would just marry another rich princess. But no it had to be me and I heard if I refused a war could start. I heard the kitchen people. Maybe I'll just start a war and kill myself. Well anyway.
Suddenly Micheal leaned down and kissed me. ( A/n Is this there first kiss in any of my fan fictions. I think my story is not very romantic. Shoot.)
Well I almost stopped him and told him about the prince. I put my hands on his shoulder but they slide down his back insteed I couldn't tell him ever but not knowing and not telling him is diffrent when he finds out I don't know what I'll do! what should I do.
I just thought of something if I don't tell him soon he'll find out at the interview right and than he'll hate me for not telling him. But if I tell him now and say I just found out he'll be mad that I Lied. But if I tell him now and say I found out a long time ago he'll still hate me. So this is the concluslion Doomed if I lie and Doomed if I tell the truth and doomed if I don't do anthing. What wold you pick? Huh?
I've decided to tell him now he's in his room here I go. Give me luck plz.
A/n I know I didn't do the interview and I've only wrote one entree this ch . And the people are not in character and I write to many stupid Author notes. But plz review anyway plz. Oh and if you liked my story or even if you didn't, read my other story. I've decided to quit unless I get at least one more review. Well bye