A/N Just a quick little chapter. Did that last chapter make any sense at all? No? Well, if you're going to flame me, I'm open to criticism, and will do my best about it, if there's anything I can improve on, but I'd appreciate of you broke the news to me in a nice way. Thanks.

Disclaimer: I am not Meg Cabot. I don't own the Princess Diaries, or anything associated with it.

Tuesday October 17th Cafeteria

All I could see, beyond the blurry image of Michael's handsome form approaching me, was an hourglass. Where there was a considerably low amount of time left in the upper chamber. I tried to control my thoughts, wanted to stand firm long enough, so that I could gather my wits and admit my feelings to Michael.

But my legs wouldn't listen.

I turned and ran, out the room, and into the cafeteria, where some classes had already been let out for lunch. I spotted Tina as she raised her hand to wave me over. I went over to the table and sat, panting and breathless. Tina immediately put down her latest book. Mia! Mia, are you okay? Tell me what's going on- actually, no. Go get your breath. Lars, what's going on?

Lars seemed surprised that one of my friends wanted to talk to him. No one's ever tried, so far.... hang on. Hasn't anyone tried to talk to Lars? Perhaps....Michael?? Why did Lars let Michael get so close to me, anyway. They couldn't be friends, could they? Well?!