A/N- Here it is, Chap. 8! Only one or two more chaps to go! (I think….) As
always, thanks for all the really great reviews. A note to Escritoria- this
is NOT a sequel to the movie. Basically, I started writing it right after I
finished the first PD book. Now I own both the first and the second and my
stupid library still doesn't have the third on in. I'm going frantic; I
have to read that book!!!!!!! *sighs*. Read my poetry. Please. And review
it. *gives a really pathetic impressing of a puppy asking for food*. Review
this fic too. It's my only "project" at the moment. OK, here goes…
October 11
Tomorrow is that dance. I'm going stag. Obviously.
I asked Pete about the flirting today. He looked at me oddly. I think he knows I like Mia.
Damn.
Anyway, he said that he "flirts naturally" and he was "only trying to meet new people". Whatever. If he does anything, just one thing against his "love" for Mia at the dance, I will punch his nose till it's broken (A/N- OK, this is a little Mediator and 1-800-WHERE-R-U but sue me those books rock too).
At least I get to dance with her.
On a brighter note, I got accepted into Princeton. My parents didn't even know I had applied there but they were all "Michael, that's great!" when I told them about the letter I got. They want me to get my major in Deferential Equations and Calculus III. Works for me.
OK, I gotta go rent my tux now. God this is torture.
Later.
Of course I run into Pete at the tux shop. We chat while we're being measured and I learned that Mia's dress is deep maroon. Good. Now I can wear a tie to match.
It's all part of my master plan.
What am I kidding myself. There is no master plan besides getting Mia to fall desperately in love with me.
This "coincidence" might be "cute" though.
A/N- I know it's really, really short but seriously if I give it all to you guys in one chapter what fun is that? REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! What are you waiting for???
October 11
Tomorrow is that dance. I'm going stag. Obviously.
I asked Pete about the flirting today. He looked at me oddly. I think he knows I like Mia.
Damn.
Anyway, he said that he "flirts naturally" and he was "only trying to meet new people". Whatever. If he does anything, just one thing against his "love" for Mia at the dance, I will punch his nose till it's broken (A/N- OK, this is a little Mediator and 1-800-WHERE-R-U but sue me those books rock too).
At least I get to dance with her.
On a brighter note, I got accepted into Princeton. My parents didn't even know I had applied there but they were all "Michael, that's great!" when I told them about the letter I got. They want me to get my major in Deferential Equations and Calculus III. Works for me.
OK, I gotta go rent my tux now. God this is torture.
Later.
Of course I run into Pete at the tux shop. We chat while we're being measured and I learned that Mia's dress is deep maroon. Good. Now I can wear a tie to match.
It's all part of my master plan.
What am I kidding myself. There is no master plan besides getting Mia to fall desperately in love with me.
This "coincidence" might be "cute" though.
A/N- I know it's really, really short but seriously if I give it all to you guys in one chapter what fun is that? REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! What are you waiting for???