The Diary of an American Princess

Worst Day Ever

Disclaimer: These characters all belong to Meg Cabot. The song "Worst Day Ever" belongs to Simple Plan.

Tuesday, homeroom

How could this happen? What ever happened to my constitutional rights! My life is over. I know I've said this a million times, but this time I'm serious. MY DIARIES ARE FOR SALE AT EVERY BARNES AND NOBLE ALL OVER AMERICA!

I am completely serious. They were published.

This morning, Kenny walked up to me while I was getting my books out of my locker. He didn't seem happy.

"Why didn't you tell me, Mia? You could've told me you didn't love me!" What? I thought. How did he know?

"What? How did you know?" I asked him, puzzled.

He held up thick book titled: The Diary of an American Princess- The Authentic Diaries of Princess Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo. I grabbed it and flipped through it. There they were, my diaries, all stuffed into a little book sold at Barnes and Noble.

"Oh my God!"

"You could've told me you liked Michael and not me! I would've understood," he said sadly.

My secret was out! Kenny knew! Hell, everyone knew! Michael probably hates me!

"I think we should end this right now," he told me. I looked into his eyes, and couldn't help but notice how hurt they looked.

"I am so sorry Kenny."

"Forget it."

And he walked away.

Then Lilly dashed up to me.

"I cannot believe you! You never told me anything! I'm your best friend, Mia! You're supposed to tell me everything! You didn't even tell me about the damn book!" She was mad.

"Lilly, I'm really sorry, I didn't even know about the book. I just found out from Kenny. He broke up with me."

"Well, he has the perfect right!" she yelled.

"Listen, did Michael read it?"

"The book? Oh yeah, he read it. Boy did he read it."

"Oh my God, he must be furious. He must be so embarrassed."

"Embarrassed? More like thrilled if you ask me. He's crazy for you, you know," Lilly said, calming down.

"Yeah, right. Michael crazy for me! Ha!"

"I'm serious, Mia." She so wasn't serious. I knew she wasn't.

My life is so over.

Later, the loft

Okay, so I'm home early. I had to. I was sitting in G&T when Michael started walking towards me. So I just sort of ran out of the room. Then Lars asked if I would like to go home. I said yes, so he called my Mom and told her all about the book. Boy was she furious. She told me I could certainly go home and rest. She called the office and let them know, it's not like we just ran out. She promised she would meet me at home.

Okay, so we sort of did, but we had permission.

I can't talk to Michael. I can't. He knows!

Boy, was Mom mad when we got home. She was screaming into the phone when I walked in. When she saw me, she ran over and hugged me. "Don't worry, sweetie, I'm getting it all straightened out." She smiled sympathetically. How did she plan on doing that, turning back time? Everyone already read it, the damage was already done.

"Did you read it?" I asked.

"No, of course not honey."  Well that's one person. She returned to her phone conversation. "I don't care, Philippe! Your mother had no right to do what she did."

I knew it.  It was all Grandmere's fault! Of course! She was just the kind of person who would do something lie this!

I went into my room and now here I am, sitting on the fire escape, dreading going back to school.

Still Tuesday, still the loft

I was getting a little bored, so I signed on to the internet. Lilly was there.

WmnRule: Why did you just run out like that today!

FtLouie: Because of Michael, what else! I can't talk to him! He knows!

WmnRule: Sure he knows. That doesn't mean he's going to hurt you or something! Just listen to what he has to say!

FtLouie: What if he hates me.

WmnRule: He doesn't hate you, Mia. How dense can you get? I told you he feels the same way you do.

FtLouie: You aren't making me feel better by lying, Lilly.

WmnRule: I'm not lying!

:: WmnRule Has Signed Off::

:: CracKing Has Signed On:

CracKing: Hey Mia.

Well, no need to say that I ran, ran like hell. Well, I didn't actually run. I just signed off. I know. I'm such a wimp.

6 a.m.
the clock is ringing
I need to spend an hour snoozing
'Cause I don't think I'm going to make it

And I feel like I'm living the worst day over and over again
And I feel like the summer is leaving again
I feel like I'm living the worst day
I feel like your gone
And every day is the worst day ever


Yesterday was the worst day ever
And tomorrow won't be better
It's history repeating on and on
Summer plans are gone forever
I'd trade them in for dishpan water
Cause everyday is never ending
I need to work I'm always spending

I just wish I could wake up and realize this is all a dream, but I can't. Things can't be more real.