Ok, I hope you all had a good Christmas or whatever!!! Here is another update Santa left for you all.

Disclaimer: Meg Cabot owns all characters.

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Mia's POV

We slept quite late this morning. When we finally rolled out of bed it was already 11.30am! I never sleep that late.

We quickly got dressed and headed out to the kitchen. Lilly's parents had already left for the day, and there were no signs of Michael. Either he was still sleeping or he had already left.

I was just pouring myself a bowl of cereal when I saw something that nearly made me drop the box all over the floor.

Michael's POV

Aargh, I'm so tired. I could sleep till late afternoon. But I hate when people spend the whole day in bed. There are better things to be doing. Like my magazine for one.

I hopped out of bed and decided to eat before showering, I was too hungry to put it off. I knew mom and dad were going to be out all day, and I figured the girls would have left already. Mia probably had someone important to meet or something. So I saw no reason to get dressed; I walked out into the kitchen wearing nothing except for the pair of boxers I'd slept in.

"Woah…" I heard someone say. Startled, I looked up to see Lilly and Tina at the table, eating breakfast. It was Tina who had spoken. Mia was standing at the bench pouring a bowl of cereal, she almost dropped the box when I walked in.

"Sorry," I said quickly and turned around, heading straight for my room.

How embarrassing! I walk out in front of Mia in my underwear!

I wouldn't be surprised if she called the Genovian Royal Guard to bust my ass for indecent exposure or something.

Although, I thought, she hadn't seemed to mind that much. Before turning her signature colour of red, I think she actually smiled a little.

With this in mind, I chose not to put a shirt on. Instead, I just slipped into a pair of old sweats and walked back into the kitchen.

"God, Michael, can't you put a shirt on?" Lilly exclaimed, apparently disgusted by my behaviour. So what else is new?

"Chill, Lil, I put some pants on. I'll get dressed properly after I shower. After I eat." I added.

I grabbed a bowl of cereal and joined them at the table, sitting opposite Mia. She was avoiding my gaze. Had I misjudged her blushing? Maybe I should have put a shirt on.

"Is this bothering you?" I asked her. It couldn't hurt to double check.

She looked at me, still red, and said, "Um, no, it's fine."

Phew.

"It's not bothering me either!" added Tina with a smile.

"Good," I concluded. "So it's only bothering you, Lil."

"Whatever," she glared at me.

Breakfast was in almost complete silence. Mia wouldn't even look at me. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

As soon as I finished, I put my bowl away and headed for the shower. There was no point in hanging around.

Mia's POV

This morning was embarrassing, to say the least.

Michael walked out of his bedroom in his boxers, I don't think he did it on purpose though. As soon as he realised we were out there he ran back into his room to put on some pants. He didn't bother to put on a shirt though. I could barely look at him without turning red. So I just avoided him altogether.

Anyway, Tina and I left as soon as breakfast was over. We went back to her apartment, just to hang out.

We ended up talking about Michael, despite the fact that Tina has a boyfriend. Evidently, she sees no reason why she can't talk about another guy.

"How hot did he look when he came out this morning?" she was saying. "And how cute was it when he got all embarrassed about it! It was so funny."

"Uh, huh," was all I could say. I didn't want to start talking about Michael, because then I might not shut up about him.

Tina noticed my reluctance, she could read me like a book. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing."

"Yes there is, what is it? Do you not like Michael?"

Ha! It was more like the polar opposite of that!

"No, it's not that," I said. Quick, how could I change the subject without her thinking that that was what I was trying to do?

But my mind was a complete blank. All I could think about was how hot Michael had looked this morning.

"Yes it is. You hate him! Wait... no you don't. It's not that you dislike him, it's that you really like him! Isn't it? You love him!" Tina was jumping up and down now, practically bouncing off the walls.

"I do not." I said sternly. But it was no good, I'd turned bright red, and Tina knew me well enough to know I was lying.

"Ha! You can't lie to me, Mia! You love him!"

"Alright, you got me, so I like the guy. How can I not? So what though?"

"What are you going to do about it?" she asked, turning serious now.

"Um, nothing. What would be the point? It's not as if there is even the slightest chance he likes me back. You heard Lilly, he likes someone else."

"How do you know that 'someone else' isn't you?"

"Oh, yeah right! As if!" I was practically laughing.

"You know, I saw him checking you out last night. During the movies. And he seemed concerned with what you thought of him being topless this morning."

What? He was checking me out? I don't think so. And this morning he was probably just worried he had offended me with his partial nudity and I was going to get Lars to come after him. So I told her that.

"I dunno, Mia, he didn't seem worried I was going to get Wahim onto him. I think he's really into you."

All I can say is, I wish!

Michael's POV

When I got out of the shower this morning, they had already left. Lilly was still here, but Mia and Tina had gone.

Now that Lilly didn't have to play the gracious host in front of her friends, she really let me have it about my so-called 'indecent exposure.'

"I didn't mean to, Lilly. It's not as if I chose to expose myself in only my underwear this morning. And it was a mistake that you walked in on me shirtless last night."

"But it wasn't a mistake that you remained shirtless this morning. What was that about?"

"Nothing! I just couldn't be bothered getting dressed completely when I had to have a shower anyway. What's your problem, Lil? Did I embarrass you? Because let me tell you, it was a hell of a lot more embarrassing for me."

She shot me a questioning look, like she knew something I didn't, and said, "Hmph," before stalking off to her room.

What's her problem anyway? It's not as if she'd walked out in her panties in front of my friends or anything. What did she have to feel embarrassed or angry about?

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