Disclaimer: Meg Cabot owns all these characters although I might bring in some of my own at some point.

Author's note: Please don't flame me if this chapter completely sucks because this is still my first fan fiction and I had the flu when wrote this chapter, but if it does make absolutely no sense please tell me nicely during your review and I will rewrite it.

Even Later Saturday

The Loft

I'm currently curled up in a little ball on my bed trying to ignore the phone ringing and the sound of Mr G. trying to get into my room, of which the door is locked to.

Grandmere's lecture was long and dull. It was basically another you're the princess of a country you can't just run off places without telling people except there were some more new things added in. she always manages to find new things for every lecture, it explains how they always get longer.

You might be wondering how she found out I wasn't at Lilly's. Well, guess what. Lars told her. How did my bodyguard know? He didn't. That sounds slightly confusing. The thing was he came back to tell Grandmere that I was safely at Lilly's apartment. Instead of saying Lilly's apartment he said Michael's apartment, which it is, but Grandmere who has never taken the slightest interest in my personal life didn't realise that Lilly and Michael are brother and sister and therefore live in the same place. So before waiting for Lars to explain she got in her own limo with Lars to give the chauffeur directions and went over there with him trying to explain it was Lilly's place too the entire way.

When they got there they obviously didn't find me because I had run off a few minutes before.

I got the story from Lars and Grandmere. Obviously the story I got from Lars was nicer, plus he was saying how sorry he was. It's kind of weird seeing your bodyguard tell you he's looking sorry. If I hadn't been choking back tears from my stupidity of the earlier incident I would have been holding back laughter.

Anyway so when Grandmere to put it bluntly said, "a young man in serious need of a haircut came to the door" I assumed she meant Michael (and they are so not touching his hair). Grandmere then tried to pull me back to the plaza so she could punish me for running off like that, but I was not going to do this. So I just turned and ran, Grandmere sent Lars after me and after about ten minutes of my running I just collapsed onto some grass.

Lars spotted me on the grass and told me what had happened (this was when he told me he was sorry) also he asked me what had happened at Lilly's. I asked him why he thought something had happened and he said seeing Michael's expression and the fact that I had run out of his house something had to have happened. So after making my bodyguard (who is on my dad's payroll) promise that he wouldn't tell anyone I explained it to him. How pathetic am I???? He said that I should probably talk to him, I said I would try. I didn't say when I would try. Anyway then Lars asked me if it was a bad thing that Michael had kissed me. Yes my bodyguard did ask me that! I told him that it depended on why we kissed, which could possibly have been an accident. But I sort of hope not and sort of hope so, because if it was purposeful then maybe Michael likes me (yeah that's gonna happen) but if it was an accident then I would have an excuse for screaming so I wouldn't have made such a fool of myself.

Lars said that Michael probably does like me. To which I have to ask (in my head) is every one completely insane? Michael doesn't like me. Michael is way too perfect to like a freak princess like me.

Anyway after that he said that he would tell Grandmere that he had seen me run into the loft, and that I wouldn't allow him to come in. I thanked him and then did come back to the loft where I locked myself in my room. Michael or Lilly have been calling since I got back (I'm not sure which one because I'm not picking up the phone and therefore I can only see the number).

I'm cutting myself off from the world, I really should have done it years ago. Mr G is still working on getting into my room. But it won't work because even if he does find the spare key, which he won't because I have it under my mattress. So he wouldn't be able to find it. He won't be able to get in because I kept my key in the door so you can't put other keys in on the other side.

Oh crap. I just realised that I have a huge biology project due in on Monday. Kenny is no longer helping me, I guess you can't expect everything. Anyway I have to go on the Internet to get some of the information. And since the phone just stopped ringing I'm assuming either my mother unplugged it or Michael/Lilly has gone on the Internet. Crap. I would start the project tomorrow but I'm beginning to get bored of having no one to talk to and nothing to do.

Still Saturday

Swings

Fine this may be the second time I've run off today without telling anyone, but no one would leave me alone. I went to do the research for my project and Lilly was online. I wasn't saying anything, but this is what she said

WmnRule: Mia please talk to me.

WmnRule: we're best friends say something!

WmnRule: Michael told me what happened you know?

WmnRule: I think you and him probably hate me now.

WmnRule: I did it for you

No! She probably did it so she could put it on the next episode of Lilly tells it like it is. Why would Michael hate her? He'd probably always wanted a plan to embarrass me out of my mind. I don't know where that came from. Michael's way too nice to do something like that.

WmnRule: You may not have realised that I know this but I did realise that you have a huge crush on my brother and he has one on you too, so I thought it would be perfect if I just set this up.

This is where I knew that my best friend with the supposed IQ of 170 had completely lost her mind, fine she'd had the part where I had a crush on her brother right but the rest all wrong!

WmnRule: Shameeka, Tina and Ling-Su are worried about you

So there was a sleepover after all, I was sort of doubting it after the little me and Michael plan. I wonder why they're worried it's not like the people looking after me are completely insane. Oh wait, sorry, they are.

I decided to go off the Internet, forget my project and run out of the house. I nearly knocked Mr G over when I came out of my room; he was still working on my lock. I would have stopped to say sorry but I had to run before he or my mother realised what I was doing.

How come wherever I go someone always finds me???? Michael knows me way too well. He's walking up to me now, damn him! Even now when I'm trying (but failing) to be mad at him he's still managing to look so sweet. How is that possible???