Hanging by a Moment

Thursday, June 30, Midnight, the loft

Mr. Gianini hangs around the house way too much. I guess now that school is out, he has nothing to do, which I can totally understand, but all he does is sit and watch TV. I'm thinking about recommending that he get a part time job, because it's driving me crazy! He just said that I will be gone tomorrow so how can it possibly drive me crazy, since I will be gone all summer. He has a point.

I'm a little bit nervous about going back to Genovia, not because I am going to the country I will soon rule, but because Lilly and Michael are coming. And not for just a week either...FOR THE WHOLE SUMMER!

Not to say that I don't want them to come, believe me I do. But it's a little nerve-wracking, you know? I just hope I don't have too much to do while I'm there like last time. Grandmere says that it won't be like it was because last time all the things I had to do were crammed into a short period of time, which is true I guess, but Grandmere has never been the most honest person.

It used to be that when I thought of grandparents, I thought of nice old, sweet people who gave you candy and money and bragged on how brilliant you are. Grandmere's not like that at all. But what do you expect from a person who has tattooed eyeliner and shaves her eyebrows?

Hey look its Michael...

LinuxRulz: Hey!

FtLouie: Hi!

LinuxRulz: So I'm coming with U tomorrow... I can't wait. I've never stayed in a palace before, is it interesting.

FtLouie: Uh, well, it was built in the 1600s or something so the plumbing sucks and up until a few days ago the only TV channels they got were CNN, CNN Financial News, and the golf channel. Thank God they just got IO installed. It isn't as great as it may seem.

LinuxRulz: Hey it can't be that bad, right? U'll be there at least. I missed you so much last time at least this time I will get to see you, to be there with you, even if U R busy.

I smiled to myself.

FtLouie: Yeah... Dammit, I gotta go, see U tomorrow?

LinuxRulz: Definitely. Bye. I Love U...

FtLouie: Love U too... bye.

I couldn't help but smile as I got off the computer. He always did that to me, made me smile, I mean. Whenever I see him I'm either exceedingly happy or at least a little bit happier than I was. He made me feel all warm inside. Sometimes it amazes me that Michael Moscovitz is my boyfriend and can ignore the fact that:

I am completely and totally flat-chested. I'm a freshman, he's a senior. I'm his little sister's best friend. I suck at Algebra, even though my mother is married to the algebra teacher (which is a reason all its own). He is going to Columbia, an Ivy League school. I'm a princess (which is a pretty big reason if you ask me).

But I guess Michael isn't like most guys, and he can see past all that. And believe me; it takes a lot to see past all of my problems. I have loved him since 1st grade, especially the not-so-rare occasions where I had slept over Lilly's house and he would walk in to eat breakfast with no shirt. That was one of the perks about being in love with your best friend's brother.

Of course, ever since we started dating, we had been the topic of all the gossip that circulated through Albert Einstein High. Mostly because I was a freshman (I'm going to be a sophomore this year) and he was a senior (he is now going to Columbia in the fall, which won't make much of a difference I our relationship besides the fact we won't go to school together anymore. Believe me, it's been discussed). Also the fact that I'm a geeky princess and he is (or was) the third hottest guy in school.

Of course, that meant that Lana started to torture me more than usual. I hate Lana. Lilly says that she was jealous because even though Josh Richter (her boyfriend) is the 2nd hottest guy in school, he wasn't a senior like Michael is. I don't really care anyway. I don't see the fact that he is so much older than me as a good thing (or a bad thing). I just love him.

Friday, June 31, Noon, Royal Genovian Jet, 35,000 feet in the air

So here I am, it's a nice clear day. I'm sitting in between Lilly and Michel and Grandmere is way up front, away from us. Michael almost insisted I get the window seat, even though I told him he should get it, but he ignored me and sat on the end instead, and Lilly got the window. He's so sweet but I have seen Genovia enough times; I didn't feel like having a window seat.

I had brought almost everything with me, including Fat Louie. I felt bad that Mom had to stay home, but she's 5 months pregnant, I don't think she wants to come to Genovia just to get sick and cranky. I left her home with Mr. G after a lot of persuading on Mr. G's part. But no way was I leaving Fat Louie.

Michael is listening to his discman. I wonder who he is listening to. Michael has good taste so probably Rooney or something. Lilly is fuming because Grandmere put on the movie of my life. She thought we would like to watch it, it being about me and all. But what she didn't know is that Lilly is furious over the way the portrayed her, and Michael hated watching movies on planes. Michael hated planes. He says the only way he can get his mind off the possibility of crashing is listening to music.

 I think I am the only one who is actually watching it, and realizing how many things are wrong. First of all, I live in NYC, not San Francisco. And I think I had more of a crush on Michael than he did on me, or at least I think so. And they got the way we got together all wrong too! Not to mention the fact that Michael is NOT a geek, you can ask anyone at Albert Einstein, and they'd tell you. That is why the fact he was going out with me surprised so many people, and why is surprised me. They got it all wrong.

Oh well, there is nothing that can be done now.