Disclaimer: No I do not own these characters. Meg Cabot does.
Thanks for all the great review guys! You all rock! So here is the next chapter, it's finally Valentines Day!!!!!!!!!
This is my first fanfic ever, so it's great you all like it. I've written more stories, it's just a matter of typing them all up, but look out for them!
Now, on with Valentines Day!!!!!!
Friday, 14th February, Loft.
Yes! Friday is here! Finally.
When I stumbled out of bed this morning, I stumbled across my mother and Mr. G exchanging gifts. This is their first Valentine's Day together, so I guess its OK for them to be all gushy and romantic, even if it is gross to watch.
Mr. G gave Mom a rare painting she has always wanted. Nice work Mr. G, you'll be reaping the rewards from that one for at least a week! And Mom gave Mr. G a music book, with the drum notes from his favorite band. Now he can play along with them. Thanks Mom, my migraines will be eternally grateful to you.
Mr. G also showered Mom with roses, and breakfast in bed. Who knew he was such a romantic at heart? He even cooked enough breakfast for me! Heart shaped pancakes, yum!
Now I have to get ready for school, I can't wait to see Michael! Even enduring the wrath of Lilly and her constant "Valentine's Day is the product of a card manufacturing company" ravings will not hinder my spirit. It's Valentine's Day, and if Michael and I wish to celebrate it then by golly we will!
But I have to find my lucky Queen Amidala panties first. Now where did I put them?
Friday, 14th February, Algebra.
This morning was great, and it's only first period! It all began when we picked up Lilly and Michael. I hopped out of the limo to greet him properly, much to the disgust of Lilly who said, "Oh please, you two are such conformists." Then when Michael climbed in next to her, he said "Either way we are conformists, Lil. If we decide to celebrate it, then we are conforming to Hallmarks ideas of how we should spend February 14th, but if we boycott it, then we are letting ourselves conform to your ideas and beliefs. At least this way we get presents!"
And then he gave me his card. It was beautiful. It was silver, with a giant red heart on the front, and inside it said "My heart is yours forever." Michael had added "Dear Mia, Happy Valentine's Day. I love you. Love always, Michael." Stuck to the front of the card was a Cherry Chap-stick, "My favorite," explained Michael. Isn't that sweet? It's better than the card I gave him anyway. It was red, with a picture of a teenage couple holding hands on the front cover. Inside I'd written "Happy Valentine's Day, Michael. Love, Mia."
I gave Tina her card as soon as I saw her. It was really cute, it had a bee flying through the air holding a love heart. Inside it said "Bee patient. Love will find you." And I had added my own encouraging note. She really liked it too, but she said that she had actually decided to send a Valentine to a boy herself. She wouldn't tell me who, so I will just have to "bee patient" and wait for her to tell me I guess.
Michael also stopped by here on the way to English, and gave me a rose. It is now sitting on my desk, next to my calculator. I've already caught Lana giving me envious looks; I can tell Josh has yet to give her anything, least of all a rose. He isn't nearly as romantic as Michael. I remember that much from our horridly short date together, where he could only think of himself and his 15 minutes of fame.
Friday, 14th February, G&T.
Not long now, and I can give Michael his present. I hope he likes it. Of course he will, its perfect for him. Well, perfect for US actually.
Lunch was… amusing to say the least. It turns out that Boris had been planning something for Lilly, and he decided to go through with it anyway. In front of the entire cafeteria, he played her a song on his violin, I think he wrote it himself, and then he brandished a bouquet of white lilies from under the table. Lilly was shocked, I thought she was going to have a heart attack, I really did. I really don't think she was expecting Boris to do anything at all. But after he gave her the flowers, I guess she threw all of her Valentine's Day vendettas out the window because she not only accepted them, but she spent the rest of lunchtime telling him how pleased she was that he would do something like that, and how sorry she was that she didn't get him anything. But I don't think Boris minded, I think he was just glad she hadn't broken his violin against his head. I guess even geeky, violin playing, sweater-tucker-inners like Boris can be sweet too.
Friday, 14th February, Moscovitz's apartment.
Everything went so well! Michael was genuinely bowled over when I told him what my present to him was.
We arrived at the "Music Metro" building after school, and Michael had no idea why we were there. We went upstairs to Mr. Alfonso's office, where I told him I had arranged for 'Skinner Box' to have access to all of the recording equipment "Music Metro" owned, to record some demos when they were ready. I also told him he had a private, soundproof practice where the band could set up permanently.
I also told him later, out of Mr. Alfonso's earshot, that after the band practices, we were free to use the practice room for whatever we wanted. I think he got the message.
So then, after Michael had gone around the place, looking at everything, hardly believing his eyes, we headed over to his apartment. Here, Michael had set up something similar to what we'd done on our very first date. Only, instead of watching 'Star Wars' we watched all of my favorite romantic movies. This was a big thing for Michael to have done, trading Sci-Fi for chick flicks, especially when the movies included 'Pretty in Pink' and 'A Walk to Remember.'
He had even recreated our dinner from that night, we had vege burgers, fries, and Cokes. And to top it all off, we shared an enormous sundae. I felt just like Lady, from 'Lady and the Tramp,' you know, where they share the spaghetti. Only our lips never joined due to an extra long strand on spaghetti.
But the best part of the night was just sitting next to him on the couch, snuggled up against his chest so I could hear every breath he took, with his strong arm wrapped around me, occasionally running his hand through my hair. I could have stayed like that forever. But sadly, as soon as the last movie ended, Michael stretched out and yawned, then proceeded to get up. I think he was worried I was going to ask to watch them all again.
I am now in Lilly's room, about to go to sleep, but how can I sleep? It was such a great night, and tomorrow is going to be even better, at least according to Michael it will be. Well, I guess I will just have to see for myself.
Thanks for all the great review guys! You all rock! So here is the next chapter, it's finally Valentines Day!!!!!!!!!
This is my first fanfic ever, so it's great you all like it. I've written more stories, it's just a matter of typing them all up, but look out for them!
Now, on with Valentines Day!!!!!!
Friday, 14th February, Loft.
Yes! Friday is here! Finally.
When I stumbled out of bed this morning, I stumbled across my mother and Mr. G exchanging gifts. This is their first Valentine's Day together, so I guess its OK for them to be all gushy and romantic, even if it is gross to watch.
Mr. G gave Mom a rare painting she has always wanted. Nice work Mr. G, you'll be reaping the rewards from that one for at least a week! And Mom gave Mr. G a music book, with the drum notes from his favorite band. Now he can play along with them. Thanks Mom, my migraines will be eternally grateful to you.
Mr. G also showered Mom with roses, and breakfast in bed. Who knew he was such a romantic at heart? He even cooked enough breakfast for me! Heart shaped pancakes, yum!
Now I have to get ready for school, I can't wait to see Michael! Even enduring the wrath of Lilly and her constant "Valentine's Day is the product of a card manufacturing company" ravings will not hinder my spirit. It's Valentine's Day, and if Michael and I wish to celebrate it then by golly we will!
But I have to find my lucky Queen Amidala panties first. Now where did I put them?
Friday, 14th February, Algebra.
This morning was great, and it's only first period! It all began when we picked up Lilly and Michael. I hopped out of the limo to greet him properly, much to the disgust of Lilly who said, "Oh please, you two are such conformists." Then when Michael climbed in next to her, he said "Either way we are conformists, Lil. If we decide to celebrate it, then we are conforming to Hallmarks ideas of how we should spend February 14th, but if we boycott it, then we are letting ourselves conform to your ideas and beliefs. At least this way we get presents!"
And then he gave me his card. It was beautiful. It was silver, with a giant red heart on the front, and inside it said "My heart is yours forever." Michael had added "Dear Mia, Happy Valentine's Day. I love you. Love always, Michael." Stuck to the front of the card was a Cherry Chap-stick, "My favorite," explained Michael. Isn't that sweet? It's better than the card I gave him anyway. It was red, with a picture of a teenage couple holding hands on the front cover. Inside I'd written "Happy Valentine's Day, Michael. Love, Mia."
I gave Tina her card as soon as I saw her. It was really cute, it had a bee flying through the air holding a love heart. Inside it said "Bee patient. Love will find you." And I had added my own encouraging note. She really liked it too, but she said that she had actually decided to send a Valentine to a boy herself. She wouldn't tell me who, so I will just have to "bee patient" and wait for her to tell me I guess.
Michael also stopped by here on the way to English, and gave me a rose. It is now sitting on my desk, next to my calculator. I've already caught Lana giving me envious looks; I can tell Josh has yet to give her anything, least of all a rose. He isn't nearly as romantic as Michael. I remember that much from our horridly short date together, where he could only think of himself and his 15 minutes of fame.
Friday, 14th February, G&T.
Not long now, and I can give Michael his present. I hope he likes it. Of course he will, its perfect for him. Well, perfect for US actually.
Lunch was… amusing to say the least. It turns out that Boris had been planning something for Lilly, and he decided to go through with it anyway. In front of the entire cafeteria, he played her a song on his violin, I think he wrote it himself, and then he brandished a bouquet of white lilies from under the table. Lilly was shocked, I thought she was going to have a heart attack, I really did. I really don't think she was expecting Boris to do anything at all. But after he gave her the flowers, I guess she threw all of her Valentine's Day vendettas out the window because she not only accepted them, but she spent the rest of lunchtime telling him how pleased she was that he would do something like that, and how sorry she was that she didn't get him anything. But I don't think Boris minded, I think he was just glad she hadn't broken his violin against his head. I guess even geeky, violin playing, sweater-tucker-inners like Boris can be sweet too.
Friday, 14th February, Moscovitz's apartment.
Everything went so well! Michael was genuinely bowled over when I told him what my present to him was.
We arrived at the "Music Metro" building after school, and Michael had no idea why we were there. We went upstairs to Mr. Alfonso's office, where I told him I had arranged for 'Skinner Box' to have access to all of the recording equipment "Music Metro" owned, to record some demos when they were ready. I also told him he had a private, soundproof practice where the band could set up permanently.
I also told him later, out of Mr. Alfonso's earshot, that after the band practices, we were free to use the practice room for whatever we wanted. I think he got the message.
So then, after Michael had gone around the place, looking at everything, hardly believing his eyes, we headed over to his apartment. Here, Michael had set up something similar to what we'd done on our very first date. Only, instead of watching 'Star Wars' we watched all of my favorite romantic movies. This was a big thing for Michael to have done, trading Sci-Fi for chick flicks, especially when the movies included 'Pretty in Pink' and 'A Walk to Remember.'
He had even recreated our dinner from that night, we had vege burgers, fries, and Cokes. And to top it all off, we shared an enormous sundae. I felt just like Lady, from 'Lady and the Tramp,' you know, where they share the spaghetti. Only our lips never joined due to an extra long strand on spaghetti.
But the best part of the night was just sitting next to him on the couch, snuggled up against his chest so I could hear every breath he took, with his strong arm wrapped around me, occasionally running his hand through my hair. I could have stayed like that forever. But sadly, as soon as the last movie ended, Michael stretched out and yawned, then proceeded to get up. I think he was worried I was going to ask to watch them all again.
I am now in Lilly's room, about to go to sleep, but how can I sleep? It was such a great night, and tomorrow is going to be even better, at least according to Michael it will be. Well, I guess I will just have to see for myself.