CHAPTER 2: Two more days
I have exactly 48 hours before I get back on that plane. Really, WHAT IS THE POINT!!! I was all ready to settle into the palace when Grandmere told me I couldn't live in Genovia. Haha, very funny Grandmere I thought I was doing you all a favour by moving here, since that is what you wanted in the first place but now it's like: 'Mia, why do you want live here, it would not be fun. I remember my childhood all to well. I will NOT let you suffer the same pain.' (my dad) I know, that's not exactly what he said but I know that's what he meant.
And Grandmere just went: 'No Amelia, you are NOT staying in Genovia. think of all the things you will miss and after that horrible soeech you made, I don't even want you here.' Why oh why can't I just have a NORMAL grandmother who tells me I'm good enough for her and makes me cake? No, I'm stuck with a grandmother who shaves off her eyebrows and has black lines tattoed around her eyes. Oh, and she tells me she doesn't want me here at all. How nice is that?
But thinking about it, I don't actually want to stay here, because that would mean I have to attend the Parliament sessions in my free time. Do you know how BORING parliament sessions are??? Oh and besides that, I wouldn't see my mom, or Lilly, Tina, and even Mr G. I think I'll go back home. And I'll face the embarrisment. I'm strong, and this will only help me to achieve self-actualization. At least that's what Lilly would say if she were here. Taking into account that I haven't talked to her the last two weeks I won't really know. But I do miss her.
Please excuse me, I have to go attend another Parliament session, and then have a lunch with the emperor of Japan, followed by a ribbon cutting ceremony at a school. And to finish the day I'm invited to a small party at one of my cousins houses. Right, like that will ever be fun. If I had a gun I would shoot myself right now. But I'll have to be careful not to get any blood on the carpet, since according to Grandmere this carpet was a gift from the Prime Minister of France.
The Royal Genovian Plane
I looked at my grades. I got a B- in Algebra. I rule I rule I rule!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I RULE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm NOT failing Algebra anymore!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was about to throw up, since we're approaching the airport. I'm about to go home and face up to the worst time in my life. This may be caused by the fact that I'm a freak with no breasts, ski like feet, a ball of hair on the top of my head and grey, unattractive eyes. Lets add to that the fact that my mom is married, oh AND pregnant from my Algebra teachers baby, the small problem of me being the next ruler of Genovia and the small misunderstanding between Kenny and myself. To make things worse I'm not loved by the person I've loved for, lets see, MY WHOLE LIFE!!
But things could be worse. I'm not failing Algebra anymore.
Oh, they want me to put up my table. I really am going to be sick now.
The Loft
I didn't get sick, I didn't faint nor did I shoot myself. I stayed calm and collected all the way back to the loft. I greeted my mom and stepdad in the usual way and tried to retreat to my room.
This is where the problem started. Mom kept coming into my room, trying to see if I needed any help unpacking, which I said I did not. Instead of going away she sat on my bed and talked to me. If I had know she was going to stay I would have told her I did need some help unpacking, it's unbelievable all the stupid gifts I got from all these Presidents and Prime Ministers. Well now I can see how Grandmere got that carpet. But I'm getting off topic. When I had finally finished unpacking my mom was still sitting there.
My Mom (H): Mia, honey, do you want to tell me about your trip. Me (M): well, not really, it was totally boring. H: tell me anyway So I told her th whole story, like how I had messed up on my speech by telling the people of Genovia how the should be more like the people from Iceland, and how bored I had been. H: oh Mia, that sounds like hard work. That's why I have a special surprise for you. M: oh really? (thinking it was something like a special toy for Fat Louie) H: I got you a vacation M: what??!! How did you do that? H: well, it's not really a vacation, it's more like a school trip, but it sounded so good I couldn't resist. M: wow, that sounds, uhm, interesting (what had she gotten me into NOW???pregnant women can be so clueless) H: well I have all the information here, so read it through, you're leaving in three days.
Right. She then slowly swayed out of my room, she's getting really big, and said goodnight. Maybe I should read that information packet.
I have exactly 48 hours before I get back on that plane. Really, WHAT IS THE POINT!!! I was all ready to settle into the palace when Grandmere told me I couldn't live in Genovia. Haha, very funny Grandmere I thought I was doing you all a favour by moving here, since that is what you wanted in the first place but now it's like: 'Mia, why do you want live here, it would not be fun. I remember my childhood all to well. I will NOT let you suffer the same pain.' (my dad) I know, that's not exactly what he said but I know that's what he meant.
And Grandmere just went: 'No Amelia, you are NOT staying in Genovia. think of all the things you will miss and after that horrible soeech you made, I don't even want you here.' Why oh why can't I just have a NORMAL grandmother who tells me I'm good enough for her and makes me cake? No, I'm stuck with a grandmother who shaves off her eyebrows and has black lines tattoed around her eyes. Oh, and she tells me she doesn't want me here at all. How nice is that?
But thinking about it, I don't actually want to stay here, because that would mean I have to attend the Parliament sessions in my free time. Do you know how BORING parliament sessions are??? Oh and besides that, I wouldn't see my mom, or Lilly, Tina, and even Mr G. I think I'll go back home. And I'll face the embarrisment. I'm strong, and this will only help me to achieve self-actualization. At least that's what Lilly would say if she were here. Taking into account that I haven't talked to her the last two weeks I won't really know. But I do miss her.
Please excuse me, I have to go attend another Parliament session, and then have a lunch with the emperor of Japan, followed by a ribbon cutting ceremony at a school. And to finish the day I'm invited to a small party at one of my cousins houses. Right, like that will ever be fun. If I had a gun I would shoot myself right now. But I'll have to be careful not to get any blood on the carpet, since according to Grandmere this carpet was a gift from the Prime Minister of France.
The Royal Genovian Plane
I looked at my grades. I got a B- in Algebra. I rule I rule I rule!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I RULE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm NOT failing Algebra anymore!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was about to throw up, since we're approaching the airport. I'm about to go home and face up to the worst time in my life. This may be caused by the fact that I'm a freak with no breasts, ski like feet, a ball of hair on the top of my head and grey, unattractive eyes. Lets add to that the fact that my mom is married, oh AND pregnant from my Algebra teachers baby, the small problem of me being the next ruler of Genovia and the small misunderstanding between Kenny and myself. To make things worse I'm not loved by the person I've loved for, lets see, MY WHOLE LIFE!!
But things could be worse. I'm not failing Algebra anymore.
Oh, they want me to put up my table. I really am going to be sick now.
The Loft
I didn't get sick, I didn't faint nor did I shoot myself. I stayed calm and collected all the way back to the loft. I greeted my mom and stepdad in the usual way and tried to retreat to my room.
This is where the problem started. Mom kept coming into my room, trying to see if I needed any help unpacking, which I said I did not. Instead of going away she sat on my bed and talked to me. If I had know she was going to stay I would have told her I did need some help unpacking, it's unbelievable all the stupid gifts I got from all these Presidents and Prime Ministers. Well now I can see how Grandmere got that carpet. But I'm getting off topic. When I had finally finished unpacking my mom was still sitting there.
My Mom (H): Mia, honey, do you want to tell me about your trip. Me (M): well, not really, it was totally boring. H: tell me anyway So I told her th whole story, like how I had messed up on my speech by telling the people of Genovia how the should be more like the people from Iceland, and how bored I had been. H: oh Mia, that sounds like hard work. That's why I have a special surprise for you. M: oh really? (thinking it was something like a special toy for Fat Louie) H: I got you a vacation M: what??!! How did you do that? H: well, it's not really a vacation, it's more like a school trip, but it sounded so good I couldn't resist. M: wow, that sounds, uhm, interesting (what had she gotten me into NOW???pregnant women can be so clueless) H: well I have all the information here, so read it through, you're leaving in three days.
Right. She then slowly swayed out of my room, she's getting really big, and said goodnight. Maybe I should read that information packet.