A/N Thanks for the reveiws
Disclaimer: I own nothing
October 25
Lilly invited Mia and her friends over. So I stayed home instead of going to that lecture on quasars at Colombian. I'm glad I did though. Here is what happened:
Lilly and her friends had a sleepover to film for next weeks Lilly Tells It Like It Is. I can hear snipes of words from my room. Then a very loud 'Oh God'. Mia walked out of Lilly's room. Wait. More like crept out of Lilly's room. She looked so furtive. She past the living room where mum and dad were sitting. I prayed they won't psychoanalyze her. It didn't work. Without even looking up Dad said 'Hello, Mia, How are you doing?' Mia looked highly uncomfortable and replied 'Um... fine' She seemed to be inching towards the kitchen. 'And how is your mother?' Mia now looking really uncomfortable 'She's fine'
Mum: Is she still seeing your Algebra teacher in a social capacity?
Mia: (looking really odd) Um. Yes, Dr. Moscovitz
Dad: And are you still amenable to the relationship?
Mia: (shrinking away) Um. Yes, Dr. Moscovitz
Mum: Well, tell her hello from me. We can't wait until her next show. It's at the Mary Boone Gallery, right?
Mum and Dad are big fans of Ms. Thermopolis' work.
Mia: Yea, ma'am
Dad: We'll be there.
Mia then walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge and looked into the vegetable crisper. She found something and hid it under her shirt. She was very fast I couldn't even see what it was. As she crept back to Lilly's room, I couldn't help but think this is what she would look like in a couple of months. I followed her and stood in the doorway of Lilly's room. Afraid to know what Lilly had planned for her show. Lilly was saying something into the microphone and Shameeka was filming it. Mia took the round thing from under her shirt and put it on the table. Oh no. An eggplant. What is she doing? She opened the window and looked out. Mia picked up the eggplant and said 'Bombs away.' and she dropped it. She DROPPED the eggplant out the window. She must be crazy. Lilly must be out of her mind. SPLAT. There it goes. Mia leaned out the window. I had to stop this.
I ran in and grabbed Mia round the waist and pulled her backwards. This then followed
Me: (hissing) get down. (Everyone ducked) Are you guys stupid, or what? Don't you know, besides the fact that it's a good way to kill someone; it's also against the law to drop things out the window in New York City.
Lilly: (disgustedly) Oh, Michael. Grow up. It was just a common garden vegetable.
Me: (getting mad) I'm serious. If anyone saw Mia do that just now, she could be arrested.
Lilly: No, she couldn't. She's a minor.
Me: (furiously) She could still go to juvenile court. You better not be planning on airing that footage on your show.
I noticed then Mia looked at me admiringly. So I let go of her waist. Then mentally slapped myself for not holding onto her for longer
Lilly: I most certainly am.
Me: Well, you better edit out the parts that show Mia's face.
Lilly: No way.
Me: Lilly, everybody knows who Mia is. If you air that segment it will be all over the news that the Princess of Genovia was caught on tape dropping projectiles out of the window of her friend's high rise apartment. Get a clue, will you?
Tina: Lilly, Michael's right. We better edit that part out. Mia doesn't need any more publicity than she has already.
Lilly got up and stomped towards the window. She leaned out but I jerked her back.
'Rule number one. If you insist on dropping something out the window, never, ever check to see if anybody is standing down there, looking up. They will see you look out and figure out what apartment you are in. Then you will be blamed for dropping whatever it was. Because no one but the guilty party would be looking out the window under such circumstances.'
'Wow, Michael,' said Shameeka speaking for the first time 'You sound like you've done this before.'
Oh no. Busted. Damn. I looked at Mia and then at my feet, trying to think of something smart to say.
'Well, let's just say I used to have a very keen interest with the earth's gravitaional pull.'
Mia looked awed. Then I realised what I said and mentally slapped myself again. That pretty much told her I was a juvenile delinquent. She is going to hate me more than she already does. Damn
A/N Keep those reveiws coming
Disclaimer: I own nothing
October 25
Lilly invited Mia and her friends over. So I stayed home instead of going to that lecture on quasars at Colombian. I'm glad I did though. Here is what happened:
Lilly and her friends had a sleepover to film for next weeks Lilly Tells It Like It Is. I can hear snipes of words from my room. Then a very loud 'Oh God'. Mia walked out of Lilly's room. Wait. More like crept out of Lilly's room. She looked so furtive. She past the living room where mum and dad were sitting. I prayed they won't psychoanalyze her. It didn't work. Without even looking up Dad said 'Hello, Mia, How are you doing?' Mia looked highly uncomfortable and replied 'Um... fine' She seemed to be inching towards the kitchen. 'And how is your mother?' Mia now looking really uncomfortable 'She's fine'
Mum: Is she still seeing your Algebra teacher in a social capacity?
Mia: (looking really odd) Um. Yes, Dr. Moscovitz
Dad: And are you still amenable to the relationship?
Mia: (shrinking away) Um. Yes, Dr. Moscovitz
Mum: Well, tell her hello from me. We can't wait until her next show. It's at the Mary Boone Gallery, right?
Mum and Dad are big fans of Ms. Thermopolis' work.
Mia: Yea, ma'am
Dad: We'll be there.
Mia then walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge and looked into the vegetable crisper. She found something and hid it under her shirt. She was very fast I couldn't even see what it was. As she crept back to Lilly's room, I couldn't help but think this is what she would look like in a couple of months. I followed her and stood in the doorway of Lilly's room. Afraid to know what Lilly had planned for her show. Lilly was saying something into the microphone and Shameeka was filming it. Mia took the round thing from under her shirt and put it on the table. Oh no. An eggplant. What is she doing? She opened the window and looked out. Mia picked up the eggplant and said 'Bombs away.' and she dropped it. She DROPPED the eggplant out the window. She must be crazy. Lilly must be out of her mind. SPLAT. There it goes. Mia leaned out the window. I had to stop this.
I ran in and grabbed Mia round the waist and pulled her backwards. This then followed
Me: (hissing) get down. (Everyone ducked) Are you guys stupid, or what? Don't you know, besides the fact that it's a good way to kill someone; it's also against the law to drop things out the window in New York City.
Lilly: (disgustedly) Oh, Michael. Grow up. It was just a common garden vegetable.
Me: (getting mad) I'm serious. If anyone saw Mia do that just now, she could be arrested.
Lilly: No, she couldn't. She's a minor.
Me: (furiously) She could still go to juvenile court. You better not be planning on airing that footage on your show.
I noticed then Mia looked at me admiringly. So I let go of her waist. Then mentally slapped myself for not holding onto her for longer
Lilly: I most certainly am.
Me: Well, you better edit out the parts that show Mia's face.
Lilly: No way.
Me: Lilly, everybody knows who Mia is. If you air that segment it will be all over the news that the Princess of Genovia was caught on tape dropping projectiles out of the window of her friend's high rise apartment. Get a clue, will you?
Tina: Lilly, Michael's right. We better edit that part out. Mia doesn't need any more publicity than she has already.
Lilly got up and stomped towards the window. She leaned out but I jerked her back.
'Rule number one. If you insist on dropping something out the window, never, ever check to see if anybody is standing down there, looking up. They will see you look out and figure out what apartment you are in. Then you will be blamed for dropping whatever it was. Because no one but the guilty party would be looking out the window under such circumstances.'
'Wow, Michael,' said Shameeka speaking for the first time 'You sound like you've done this before.'
Oh no. Busted. Damn. I looked at Mia and then at my feet, trying to think of something smart to say.
'Well, let's just say I used to have a very keen interest with the earth's gravitaional pull.'
Mia looked awed. Then I realised what I said and mentally slapped myself again. That pretty much told her I was a juvenile delinquent. She is going to hate me more than she already does. Damn
A/N Keep those reveiws coming