Disclaimer: The characeters in this story belongs to Meg Cabot. Except for Patrick, and Prince Briceon Alexander Dante Steward, they are from my own sick twisted mined. The song NOVEMBER RAIN belongs to Guns 'N Roses. The story line is mine

Summary: Brice just walked out to catch Mia and Michael kissing! What will happen next?...I can't tell you so you'll have to read it for yourself.

A/N: I'm sorry, I just couldn't leave you all in too much suspense.

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~Chapter Four~

Knowing that Brice was about to start a fight that he just couldn't win, Mia jumped in frount of Michael. "Brice, this isn't what it looks like. It was just a good-bye kiss." Mia said, knowing it was a lie.

"That is what a tattooed band whore would say!" Brice slapped Mia.

'How did he know about the tattoo...unless he was listening at the door when I told Tina.' Mia thought.

Lars had been woke up by the noise and walked out on the deck just in time to see Michael push Mia out of the way and takle Brice. The nosie that they made hitting the deck woke everyone. They all came out on the deck to see what was going on, this inclued Patrick. He moved forward to pull Michael off of Brice. "Don't touch him." Lars said. "That boy is getting what he deserves."

Michael and Brice fought for a few minutes. Brice got a few good hits on Michael but for the most part Michael dominated the fight. Once Lars was sure that Brice had enough he pulled Michael off of Brice.

Mia walked into her bedroom and grabbed Brice's suite case and carried it out on the deck. "I can't you did that! I'm getting married into to weeks!" Brice got one more hit on Michael.

Michael sruggled to get away from Lars, "No, Brice, you don't have a wedding in two weeks! It's over!" Mi a threw his suite case over the deck, it made a big splash when it went into the lake.

"Give me my ring!" Brice walked towards her.

"Okay." Mia punched him in the jaw with her left hand, the huge dimond leaving a little cut."You want it go get it!" she pulled the ring off of her finger. Everyone watched as the huge Harry Winston sailed through the air and made a tiny splash as it hit the water.

"You bitch!" Brice yelled balling his fist and punching her.

Michael got lose from Lars and punched Brice again. "Get the hell out of her Brice." Michael was extraminly angry. Pulled Mia tightly into his arms.

"What's wroth staying for? A cheating bitch?" Brice asked.

"Patrick take that piece of shit out of here, get him on a plane to England, make sure he never comes near Princess Mia, or Michael Moscovitz again." Lars said.

"Are you okay." Michael examined Mia, her lip was bleeding.

"My hand hurts, and my face is numb." Mia said. "Your bleeding, you have a cut by your eye." she said

"I'm okay, your bleeding too." he said.

Everyone went into the house. Tina went back to sleep. Lilly and Boris, Mia and Michael settled down in the living room. Michael and Mia were both taking care of each others battle wounds. Lars and Wahim were making sure that Brice and Patrick left.

"Lilly, I want to say that I'm sorry." Mia said.

"What for?" Lilly asked confused.

"For not believing what you said about Grandmere." Mia said.

"It okay." Lilly smiled.

"I'm just glad I found out before I married Brice."

"Okay, I can't take it any longer. We have a confession to make." Boris said.

"What?" Michael said.

"Lilly and I were so tired of seeing you mope around the appartment. We set this up to get you and Mia back together." Boris explained.

"Who knew about this?" Mia laughed.

"Us and Lars, we invited Tina so it would look like just friends getting together." Lilly laughed.

"Why didn't Tina know?" Mia asked.

"Well, she gets so excited and sometimes can't keep a secret." Lilly explained.

"What will your Grandmere say when she finds out your not getting married?" Boris asked.

"Well, I don't know. She'll be disapointed, she loves weddings. I'll probley get a lecture. I'll make sure to take my ears plugs with me that day." Mia said.

"Who said anything about cancling the wedding?" Michael asked.

"Well, I'm not engaged anymore." Mi said.

"Well, then marry me." Michael pulled the ring back out of his pocket.

"What?" Mia asked.

Michael got down on his knee infount of her. "Amelia Mignotte Gimildi Thermopolis Renaldo will you do me the honnor of marrying me? Cause I'm shit with out you (A/N: I heard that on a movie and I always liked it)." Michael asked.

"Ofcourse Michael!" Mia had tears flowing down her cheeks. Michael pushed the ring on Mia's finger then hugged her tightly.

"I guess we'll have to find a new tendnet for the appartment." Boris said.

"What do you mean? You two are moving to Genovia with us." Michael said.

"What?" Lilly asked.

"Well, as futur Queen of Genovia, I'll need a Political Advisor." Mia said. "Plus, somone has to keep me in line. Not to mention keep me sane, you know I can't be around Gradmere that long with out going crazy."

"Okay! I'm in!" Lilly exclaimed and jumped from the couch that she was setting on to the one across the room where Mia was and hugged her.

"Yeah, and who am I going to hang out with? Phillipe?" Michael asked Boris.

"Um...I guess where moving to Genovia!" Boris said.

TO Be ContIueD???