[Michael] Sunday, May 23, my apartment

Lilly is going absolutely crazy. First of all, I know she planned the fact that I have to dance with Mia. I just know. I'm not that dense. It's something she would do. And second of all, the wedding is in July. Right now, it's May. The end of May. That's less than a month of engagement. Less than two months. I mean, I know Lilly was never completely sane, but, still. And doesn't it take most women two months just to plan the wedding? Of course, this wedding isn't going to be very traditional, because Lilly is planning it.

So Lilly plans to become a Catholic, find a place for the reception, find a church, a dress, a cake, and get invitations in less than two months.

Sure. That'll happen.

[Mia] Sunday, May 23, The Seneca Café

Lilly is very determined to get this done. She already picked out a cake! Of course, she should hurry, since she wants the wedding to be in July. I am very disappointed that the cake is not chocolate. I don't even know what it is. Something with strawberries in it. I'm not a big strawberry fan myself.

I am also determined. I am determined not to have to dance with Michael, no matter what. I don't care what Lilly does to me, I will not dance with her brother, who also happens to be my ex-boyfriend. I refuse. I will simply tell her it will be a very uncomfortable situation for me to deal with and I wish that she would pair me up with some one else. Even Kenny would be better than Michael. At least Kenny doesn't hate me, and if he still has feelings for me, I have experience keeping him a safe distance away. I really do not want to dance with Michael. That would be living hell. I had a dream last night that I ended up dancing with him, and he was saying under his breath, "I hate this, I hate her," and he was trying very hard to keep as far away from me as he could. Then I started to sob uncontrollably and everyone started to laugh at me. The press took pictures of me crying and it was all over the newspapers the next day. Princess is a Wimp.

By the way, Grandmere is getting out of hand. I now have people who handle my image. MY initial reaction was, I have an image? Apparently, I do, and it's not a very good one. Susan, image-consultant-#1, says that I am too boring and I need to spice up my life. She says a short relationship with Colin Farrell would help my image greatly. "Just a few pictures of you and him together, maybe a kiss or two, you know?" says Adam, image-consultant-#2. Collin Farrell? Do I even have a chance with Collin Farrell? I mean, he's really really hot. And isn't he going out with Britney Spears or something like that? Or was that just another image-thing? Halley, image-consultant-#3, says it was an image-thing.

[Mia] Monday, May 24, The Plaza

Pierre is doing Lilly's dress (and the bridesmaids' dresses). It's actually very nice of him to make all original dresses for everyone. He's a great designer, just a little too cranky. Lilly is having a very hard time standing still, because Lilly is a very active person, and Pierre keeps on yelling at her for moving. He showed us the design for the bridesmaids' dresses, which are a nice baby-blue dress with spaghetti straps. It's pretty. Lilly's is a nice, white, flowing traditional wedding gown with floral designs along the top. She'll look nice in it. All the dresses are very pretty.

I wonder if seeing  me in this dress will make Michael like me again.

Probably not.

[Mia] More Monday, May 24, Lilly's apartment

I am sincerely hoping that Lilly's wedding won't be very traditional, preventing me from dancing with Michael. Maybe I'm making a big fuss over nothing... Maybe I won't have to dance with anyone after all. I mean, just because I'm the Maid of Honor and he's the Best Man doesn't automatically mean that we'll have to dance together. And if we do have to, I can pretend to...get sick and have to go to the bathroom or something. Right? No one will risk being puked on, not even Lilly.

[Mia] Tuesday, May 25, my bedroom

The date is set. July 1st. Reception's at Tavern on the Green. How does she do it? Lilly is very good at getting things done quickly. Of course, I am always dragged along with her and end up having absolutely no time to write in you, but that's okay (I guess), because she is getting married.

I had another meeting with my image-consultants today. Now they want me to become mysterious. How? Wear sunglasses? I'm not very good at being mysterious. This image thing is getting very annoying.

[Michael] Tuesday, May 25, Vendredi's Café

Keeping up with a journal is harder than it looks. I wonder how Mia does it. Does she even keep a diary anymore?

Speaking (or writing, technically) o Mia, I asked Lily if I would have to dance with Mia. She nodded.

Me: Lilly! You can't do that!

Lilly: Yes I can.

Me: She's repulsed by me!

Lilly: What?!

Me: Why else would she have run away from me at the Hard Rock?

Lilly (in her I-mean-business tone): You are going to dance with her or else you will ruin my wedding.

Me (truthfully): I have no problem with ruining your wedding if doing otherwise will humiliate me!

Lilly: Mom and Dad do.

Damn it. I really want to remain on good terms with my parents. They probably wouldn't make a big deal, but Boris would be mad at me, too. And I want to keep my friendship with Boris, even if he still does tuck his shirt into his pants.

[Mia] Wednesday, May 26, Central Park

10 Reasons that My Life Sucks Right Now

1. I'm still in love with my ex-boyfriend.

2. He hates me.

3. I have a bad image.

4. Until a couple of days ago, I didn't even know I had an image.

5. My best friend is a psychopath who's getting married.

6. Her fiancé tucks his shirt into his pants.

7. Grandmere is annoying the hell out of me.

8. Fat Louie is losing weight rapidly.

Note to Self: Call vet, set up an appointment.

9. I'm still barely making it thorough college.

10. I have to dance with my ex-boyfriend who hates me, and who I'm still in love with, at Lilly's wedding because she will kill me if I don't.

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