Disclaimer: I am not Meg Cabot and therefore don't own the Princess
Diaries, I do own James.
Author's Note: I know I haven't updated for ages but I had really bad writers' block and couldn't figure out where to go with the story (I know it's a lame excuse). Anyway, I did get it up eventually and I just hope someone's still reading it.
Later Tuesday World Civ.
So where was I? Yeah, Michael was at my locker, and he had this really nervous expression on his face, which just looks sooooooo sweet on him, so I had to smile, but then I had this thought; what if he's decided he doesn't like me anymore? As soon as that thought entered my head the smile dropped off my face, and now we both had nervous expressions.
"Hi Michael," I said as I got to my locker, and even though I was trying to keep the nervousness I was feeling out of my voice it still wobbled.
"Hey Mia. How are you today?" Michael asked.
'How are you today?' I'm very sorry but I just don't think that's a question that the boy you have been in love with since you first saw him should be asking the day after he admits his feelings to you. It should be more like, 'Hey Mia. Do you want to go out with me on Friday?' That would be much better in my point of view, but then again, I was more less thinking that the only reason he was standing there was to tell me he'd made a big mistake the day before.
And so I was also thinking that the next thing he would say would be 'Mia, can we talk?' Only, Michael wouldn't say can, he'd say may, because he'd think that can would be grammatically incorrect, or something like that.
So I said, "I'm alright thanks. How are you?"
Only Michael never got to answer my question because one of his computer club friends ran up to him and grabbed him by the shoulder. Then the computer club friend said, "Michael, there's a huge problem with the computers, you've got to come and figure out what it is!"
And Michael said, "look James, I'll be there in a minute. It can wait."
"But," James started.
"It can wait," Michael said firmly. He sounds so cute when he's being bossy.
James stalked back to the computer room.
"So, I'm alright too," Michael said to me.
To fill in for the silence that followed I tried to find my books for my next class in my locker. Stupid locker, as soon as I opened it several of my books fell to the floor. I bent down to get them right after Michael, but he still got to the books first.
I mumble a thank you and put the ones I didn't need back into my disorganized locker and closing it, then rummaging about for my biology homework in my bag, which was probably all wrong considering the fact that Kenny wasn't helping me anymore.
"So, Mia . . ." Michael started but trailed off seemingly forgetting what he was going to ask.
"Yeah?" I asked, looking up from my bag where I couldn't find the stupid bio sheet.
"Um, yeah," Michael at a loss for words, I should have filmed this, but then again I was still trying to figure out what he was going to ask so maybe not. "Uh, do you - do you want to go out with me on Friday?" He asked.
WOO! YIPPEE! MICHAEL MOSCOVITZ ASKED ME OUT!
"What?" I asked, not sure if I had heard correctly since it could've totally been a figment of my overactive imagination.
"Um," he said, "do you want to go out with me on Friday?"
I nodded, since I'd pretty much lost all concept of talking.
Michael smiled, "great. I'll talk to you about it at lunch. I've really got to check on those computers." And he ran off.
I didn't move a muscle. I'm not sure how long I stood there but at some point Josh Richter (jerk) went to his locker and said, "you planning to go to homeroom princess?"
And I looked at my watch and realized I had about a minute to get across the school.
But the whole Lilly being upset thing is completely different, because I saw her in homeroom and she looked upset, so something must've happened between when she left with Boris at the door and homeroom.
Oh, well the teacher just asked me a question about . . . something and so now I've got to go.
Author's note again: I'm really, really sorry I didn't update for so long, and I know I said I'd try not to make it so long last time, but this time I promise it won't be because I know where it's going now.
Author's Note: I know I haven't updated for ages but I had really bad writers' block and couldn't figure out where to go with the story (I know it's a lame excuse). Anyway, I did get it up eventually and I just hope someone's still reading it.
Later Tuesday World Civ.
So where was I? Yeah, Michael was at my locker, and he had this really nervous expression on his face, which just looks sooooooo sweet on him, so I had to smile, but then I had this thought; what if he's decided he doesn't like me anymore? As soon as that thought entered my head the smile dropped off my face, and now we both had nervous expressions.
"Hi Michael," I said as I got to my locker, and even though I was trying to keep the nervousness I was feeling out of my voice it still wobbled.
"Hey Mia. How are you today?" Michael asked.
'How are you today?' I'm very sorry but I just don't think that's a question that the boy you have been in love with since you first saw him should be asking the day after he admits his feelings to you. It should be more like, 'Hey Mia. Do you want to go out with me on Friday?' That would be much better in my point of view, but then again, I was more less thinking that the only reason he was standing there was to tell me he'd made a big mistake the day before.
And so I was also thinking that the next thing he would say would be 'Mia, can we talk?' Only, Michael wouldn't say can, he'd say may, because he'd think that can would be grammatically incorrect, or something like that.
So I said, "I'm alright thanks. How are you?"
Only Michael never got to answer my question because one of his computer club friends ran up to him and grabbed him by the shoulder. Then the computer club friend said, "Michael, there's a huge problem with the computers, you've got to come and figure out what it is!"
And Michael said, "look James, I'll be there in a minute. It can wait."
"But," James started.
"It can wait," Michael said firmly. He sounds so cute when he's being bossy.
James stalked back to the computer room.
"So, I'm alright too," Michael said to me.
To fill in for the silence that followed I tried to find my books for my next class in my locker. Stupid locker, as soon as I opened it several of my books fell to the floor. I bent down to get them right after Michael, but he still got to the books first.
I mumble a thank you and put the ones I didn't need back into my disorganized locker and closing it, then rummaging about for my biology homework in my bag, which was probably all wrong considering the fact that Kenny wasn't helping me anymore.
"So, Mia . . ." Michael started but trailed off seemingly forgetting what he was going to ask.
"Yeah?" I asked, looking up from my bag where I couldn't find the stupid bio sheet.
"Um, yeah," Michael at a loss for words, I should have filmed this, but then again I was still trying to figure out what he was going to ask so maybe not. "Uh, do you - do you want to go out with me on Friday?" He asked.
WOO! YIPPEE! MICHAEL MOSCOVITZ ASKED ME OUT!
"What?" I asked, not sure if I had heard correctly since it could've totally been a figment of my overactive imagination.
"Um," he said, "do you want to go out with me on Friday?"
I nodded, since I'd pretty much lost all concept of talking.
Michael smiled, "great. I'll talk to you about it at lunch. I've really got to check on those computers." And he ran off.
I didn't move a muscle. I'm not sure how long I stood there but at some point Josh Richter (jerk) went to his locker and said, "you planning to go to homeroom princess?"
And I looked at my watch and realized I had about a minute to get across the school.
But the whole Lilly being upset thing is completely different, because I saw her in homeroom and she looked upset, so something must've happened between when she left with Boris at the door and homeroom.
Oh, well the teacher just asked me a question about . . . something and so now I've got to go.
Author's note again: I'm really, really sorry I didn't update for so long, and I know I said I'd try not to make it so long last time, but this time I promise it won't be because I know where it's going now.