*Thank you to a reviewer, Jackie, for giving me the idea for this chapter!
- Sarah Charlotte
May 5, AEHS's Cinco de Mayo celebration
Okay, I am here at the Cinco de Mayo celebration that the Spanish Genes Club is celebrating. I wouldn't have gone if I hadn't known that Michael was supposed to be here. Lilly forgot to mention that Sierra would be here too!
Well, she is. And she's a total snob as usual. Shining in the spotlight, which drives me crazy. Doesn't the press get sick of her perfect smile and annoying optimism? "Princess Sierra, is the Tremont royal family dying out?" "Oh yes, but I'm not afraid of anything. I believe that if you think you can do something, you can, and I think I can turn the Tremont family's fate around." Ugh! Doesn't she ever shut up?
The worst part was when I was talking to Michael - about nothing important, but still - and she walked over there to interrupt.
"Sorry, Amelia," she said, "but I'm afraid I'll have to steal Michael for a minute. Hope you don't mind." She said as she pulled Michael's arm.
Actually, I DID mind, but I didn't say anything. "Toodle-ooh," she said as she pulled him away. It turns out she needed his help with something, but still! The whole idea of it! Besides, she said "Toodle-ooh," and I thought only British people did that. But she has a slight British accent, so that makes sense.
But if she is part British, then how come she shows affection to Michael? I thought she only showed affection to dogs and horses.
May 5, Still CDM celebration
Lilly is annoyed with me because I can't have any fun. She says for someone who seems to love her brother so much, I'm not very trusting. Well it's hard to be trusting when your boyfriend is flirting with someone who seems so much better! She said if I didn't stop writing in my journal, she'd have to throw it in the water. She says she needs to throw something in the water because it's a huge pool and it's just calling her name.
Hmm.throwing something in the water. I wonder if it's okay to throw SOMEONE? No, I don't think pushing Sierra in the water would help any. It would probably just cause me to have to see Principal Gupta. However, Principal Gupta isn't exactly responsible for things people do at extracurricular activities/celebrations. So I could do anything I wanted and not get in trouble!! Yippee!
Still, throwing Sierra in the water would definitely count as un- princess like. It would be so bad the press would have a field day.
I would like it, though. Despite what anyone thinks. Plus, now she's dancing with Michael. I'M SUPPOSED TO DANCE WITH MICHAEL! HE IS MY BOYFRIEND! Unless, of course, he decides to be Sierra's. Which would definitely go under the "Unworthy Jerk" category.
May 5, the loft
I am definitely more assertive than I used to be. You know how I said those things about throwing Sierra in the water? Well, I wasn't kidding. Well, I was kidding at the time. But not anymore.
Yes, I did it. Here's what happened. I sat down talking to Michael and she came down there to start talking to him. "Oh, hi, Amelia." She said. "Hello, Sierra. Oh, and if it's okay, I go by Mia now. Or is that too hard for you to say?" (Okay, I was being a snob. But what could I do?)
"Amelia, there's a difference between something being to hard, and someone choosing not to do it. I choose not to." That annoyed me. "Michael and I are going to share a special dance together. Michael, come on! Maybe we'll get voted as Cutest Senor and Senorita," which is definitely a dorky title, but what can I say?
"No, Sierra, I want to talk to Amel - Mia," he said correcting himself. Ugh! That snob was making him say Amelia! I wished she'd stop, but just because I wish something, doesn't mean it can come true.
"Oh, okay. But I don't know why you want to. I mean, what is with that girl? Why isn't she self-actualized?" She sounds like Lilly now! My self-actualization, though, is none of her business like it is Lilly's. Lilly's my best friend. Sierra is a boyfriend stealing, press loving, Miss I'm So Cute stuck-up snob!
"I'm self-actualized," I told her in my best defense. "Uh-huh. Riiight. Sure you are. I believe you, really I do." She responded sarcastically. I got up, and so did Sierra.
"Sierra, if you could get your nose out of the air for a split- second, you would realize that you're a boyfriend stealing, press loving, stuck up snob! You think you're all that but you so aren't. I was America's royal first before you got jealous and leaked your story to the press. And no, I don't care about the princess title. You can HAVE that. The only thing I want from you is my boyfriend who you are trying to steal." I couldn't add the part about the gorgeous hair and C-cup, because the gorgeous hair would just point out another embarrassing thing in front of Michael and, well, I'm sure Michael doesn't want to hear about breast sizes. "All you're doing here is trying to regain your popularity by being outgoing to the press. Well do so; I don't care! But the minute you try to steal my boyfriend, that is going overboard. Okay?"
"Mia, just because I have gorgeous hair, a perfect smile and perfect facial features, as well as a great body, it's no reason to start yelling at me over stealing your boyfriend, which I am definitely not. So don't get all over me because I have everything you don't, and everything you want."
That made me really, really mad. Since when does she tell me that she has everything I want and everything I don't (even though it may be true)? That's when I did it. We were right near the lake, so I just pushed her in. Of course she landed gracefully, yes. But she was soaking wet and her outfit was ruined. Thanks to me. Granted, she will get the hip huggers dried but she would have to go home to do it, and home is away from Michael.
The best part about it was that Michael didn't even try to help her, like I knew he would have if it were me. He just stood there until we decided to leave. She stood there, gaping at him like a duck or something. Ha to Lilly for saying I'm not assertive. I'm very assertive.
Well, at least all the perfume she has is now washed out. That doesn't mean she won't put more on. But for two seconds in front of Michael, she looked less than perfect, and that was pretty much what I was aiming for.
Until, of course, Principal Gupta told me if I couldn't control my behavior and obviously I couldn't I would have to leave, and it wasn't a warning either, I really had to leave. So I'm home early and Mr. Gianini says I had every right to do what I did. I'm just mad that no one got a picture of it. That would be the perfect headline - "The Battle of the Princesses" and the subtitle "Mooching Royal Gets Pushed in Lake by Calm, Collected Royal". It would make the first page, New York Times, baby.
That would be one newspaper that wouldn't be going in Fat Louie's litter box.
Don't think my problems are over. They are less than over. I know school will be a living hellhole, no thanks to Sierra. But what the heck, I think I can handle it.
I'm a Renaldo, aren't I?
May 5, AEHS's Cinco de Mayo celebration
Okay, I am here at the Cinco de Mayo celebration that the Spanish Genes Club is celebrating. I wouldn't have gone if I hadn't known that Michael was supposed to be here. Lilly forgot to mention that Sierra would be here too!
Well, she is. And she's a total snob as usual. Shining in the spotlight, which drives me crazy. Doesn't the press get sick of her perfect smile and annoying optimism? "Princess Sierra, is the Tremont royal family dying out?" "Oh yes, but I'm not afraid of anything. I believe that if you think you can do something, you can, and I think I can turn the Tremont family's fate around." Ugh! Doesn't she ever shut up?
The worst part was when I was talking to Michael - about nothing important, but still - and she walked over there to interrupt.
"Sorry, Amelia," she said, "but I'm afraid I'll have to steal Michael for a minute. Hope you don't mind." She said as she pulled Michael's arm.
Actually, I DID mind, but I didn't say anything. "Toodle-ooh," she said as she pulled him away. It turns out she needed his help with something, but still! The whole idea of it! Besides, she said "Toodle-ooh," and I thought only British people did that. But she has a slight British accent, so that makes sense.
But if she is part British, then how come she shows affection to Michael? I thought she only showed affection to dogs and horses.
May 5, Still CDM celebration
Lilly is annoyed with me because I can't have any fun. She says for someone who seems to love her brother so much, I'm not very trusting. Well it's hard to be trusting when your boyfriend is flirting with someone who seems so much better! She said if I didn't stop writing in my journal, she'd have to throw it in the water. She says she needs to throw something in the water because it's a huge pool and it's just calling her name.
Hmm.throwing something in the water. I wonder if it's okay to throw SOMEONE? No, I don't think pushing Sierra in the water would help any. It would probably just cause me to have to see Principal Gupta. However, Principal Gupta isn't exactly responsible for things people do at extracurricular activities/celebrations. So I could do anything I wanted and not get in trouble!! Yippee!
Still, throwing Sierra in the water would definitely count as un- princess like. It would be so bad the press would have a field day.
I would like it, though. Despite what anyone thinks. Plus, now she's dancing with Michael. I'M SUPPOSED TO DANCE WITH MICHAEL! HE IS MY BOYFRIEND! Unless, of course, he decides to be Sierra's. Which would definitely go under the "Unworthy Jerk" category.
May 5, the loft
I am definitely more assertive than I used to be. You know how I said those things about throwing Sierra in the water? Well, I wasn't kidding. Well, I was kidding at the time. But not anymore.
Yes, I did it. Here's what happened. I sat down talking to Michael and she came down there to start talking to him. "Oh, hi, Amelia." She said. "Hello, Sierra. Oh, and if it's okay, I go by Mia now. Or is that too hard for you to say?" (Okay, I was being a snob. But what could I do?)
"Amelia, there's a difference between something being to hard, and someone choosing not to do it. I choose not to." That annoyed me. "Michael and I are going to share a special dance together. Michael, come on! Maybe we'll get voted as Cutest Senor and Senorita," which is definitely a dorky title, but what can I say?
"No, Sierra, I want to talk to Amel - Mia," he said correcting himself. Ugh! That snob was making him say Amelia! I wished she'd stop, but just because I wish something, doesn't mean it can come true.
"Oh, okay. But I don't know why you want to. I mean, what is with that girl? Why isn't she self-actualized?" She sounds like Lilly now! My self-actualization, though, is none of her business like it is Lilly's. Lilly's my best friend. Sierra is a boyfriend stealing, press loving, Miss I'm So Cute stuck-up snob!
"I'm self-actualized," I told her in my best defense. "Uh-huh. Riiight. Sure you are. I believe you, really I do." She responded sarcastically. I got up, and so did Sierra.
"Sierra, if you could get your nose out of the air for a split- second, you would realize that you're a boyfriend stealing, press loving, stuck up snob! You think you're all that but you so aren't. I was America's royal first before you got jealous and leaked your story to the press. And no, I don't care about the princess title. You can HAVE that. The only thing I want from you is my boyfriend who you are trying to steal." I couldn't add the part about the gorgeous hair and C-cup, because the gorgeous hair would just point out another embarrassing thing in front of Michael and, well, I'm sure Michael doesn't want to hear about breast sizes. "All you're doing here is trying to regain your popularity by being outgoing to the press. Well do so; I don't care! But the minute you try to steal my boyfriend, that is going overboard. Okay?"
"Mia, just because I have gorgeous hair, a perfect smile and perfect facial features, as well as a great body, it's no reason to start yelling at me over stealing your boyfriend, which I am definitely not. So don't get all over me because I have everything you don't, and everything you want."
That made me really, really mad. Since when does she tell me that she has everything I want and everything I don't (even though it may be true)? That's when I did it. We were right near the lake, so I just pushed her in. Of course she landed gracefully, yes. But she was soaking wet and her outfit was ruined. Thanks to me. Granted, she will get the hip huggers dried but she would have to go home to do it, and home is away from Michael.
The best part about it was that Michael didn't even try to help her, like I knew he would have if it were me. He just stood there until we decided to leave. She stood there, gaping at him like a duck or something. Ha to Lilly for saying I'm not assertive. I'm very assertive.
Well, at least all the perfume she has is now washed out. That doesn't mean she won't put more on. But for two seconds in front of Michael, she looked less than perfect, and that was pretty much what I was aiming for.
Until, of course, Principal Gupta told me if I couldn't control my behavior and obviously I couldn't I would have to leave, and it wasn't a warning either, I really had to leave. So I'm home early and Mr. Gianini says I had every right to do what I did. I'm just mad that no one got a picture of it. That would be the perfect headline - "The Battle of the Princesses" and the subtitle "Mooching Royal Gets Pushed in Lake by Calm, Collected Royal". It would make the first page, New York Times, baby.
That would be one newspaper that wouldn't be going in Fat Louie's litter box.
Don't think my problems are over. They are less than over. I know school will be a living hellhole, no thanks to Sierra. But what the heck, I think I can handle it.
I'm a Renaldo, aren't I?
