Thanks again to all who reviewed. I've decided to honor the timeless and totally pointless tradition of replying to these comments.
Ira Gaines: Firstly, I have no idea how you spell Clarice (anyone: is it Clarice or Clarisse?). I only have the second one handy, and after about 15 mins flipping through it I couldn't find the proper spelling. So until someone lets me know what it really is (please? anyone?), she's Clarice. I do hope to write more about Nick, but it has to be worked in (probably in chapters like this).
Purplemartian33: I have fixed the formatting!!! (I'm so proud)
SarahLou3187 and Kay: Thanks so much!
Wednesday, June 22, Bio
Why must the world be so unfair? And why is it never unfair in my favor?
Like, this other princess Grandmere brought in. I think I could put up
with her sarcasm, and her flawless princess-ness, except that no, she had
to go and steal my boyfriend too.
Seriously. He brought her in to G&T, and she told me where she
was staying in case I, for some weird reason, decided to contact her, and
then she took off, and Michael went with her. He didn't even say goodbye.
They've been gone the whole day. They're probably off making out somewhere
and why did I have to think of that? Doesn't she have her own boyfriend.
It's not like she isn't pretty, in a kinda wild way. I mean, what about
that guy that was with her? She never even introduced him. He was kinda
hot though. But he's not Michael. Besides, he's not here. He's off with
her too.
So they can't be doing anything, can they? I mean, it's not like she'd
do anything in front of that guy. Would she? She took off with my boyfriend,
after all. He might not even be with them. Lilly keeps telling me to shut
up. But why would she care? Michael's only her brother.
Later Wednesday, Lilly's
Michael's not home. Somehow I'm not surprised. I am really depressed
though. Why does this have to happen to me? Every time I think something's
finally going right in my life, someone screws it up. And isn't it funny,
most of those people are royal.
This is so not funny. And no, Lilly, I won't shut up. This is my love
life and utter happiness that I'm talking about here. It's not like I'm
going to get my boyfriend back, anyway. He's going to have to make a choice
between me and Princess Sara, and it's pretty obvious he's already decided.
Not that I can blame him, I guess. I mean, on one hand there's her, pretty
and rich and probably really smart. Or there's me, who despite Grandmere's
constant ministrations can't walk in a straight line with a book on my
head and looking like a, a baboon or something. Life is too depressing.
I think I'll go watch whatever's on TV with Lilly.
