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Thanks for reviewing guys, there are 12 chapters in this story, so only a few more to go before I start another story, and remember, the more reviews the quicker the updates!!!
Oh, and a few people mentioned me continuing Spandex Love, but so far there are no plans to continue with it. It was meant to be a one-shot, but I stretched it out to a two-parter. I have had a few ideas for how I could continue it, but I don't want to start working on them just now because I am already in the middle of three fics. lol. Maybe one day I will......
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Mia's POV
When I told Tina CracKing was Michael, she flipped out more than I had.
"Oh my God, Mia! You have to ask him to the dance now!" she cried.
"What? No way! He was probably just bored, he was probably chatting with everyone."
"He didn't message me, did he? No! But he messaged you. I think it means something!"
"It doesn't mean anything, Tina. Except that it gave me the chance to humiliate myself by admitting I didn't have a date."
After that, Tina went off in search of Lilly. Either she couldn't stand being around me any more, or she wanted to ask her about Michael. I hope it's the former. I'd rather her not want to be around me than have her speaking to Lilly about Michael!
Michael's POV
I haven't decided what to do about the dance.
Mia didn't seem too eager to speak to me last night, maybe I should just forget the whole thing and not go at all, like my original plan.
Or maybe I should just ask if she wants to go as friends. I could just make it seem as if she would be doing me a favour, instead of it being the other way around.
Uh oh, Lilly just barged into my room. And she does not look happy. But what else is new?
"What do you want, Lilly? I'm studying." It was true, I am studying, I'm just thinking about Mia too. Who says men aren't multitalented?
"When are you going to ask Mia to the dance?" she demanded.
"What are you talking about?" Haha, always play the innocent with Lilly.
"I spoke with Tina today. She said that you IM'ed Mia last night. By the way, where did you even find out what her screen name is?"
Uh oh. Busted.
"I just wanted to know how her Algebra Final went. You know, since I helped her out and all. What's the big deal?"
"Sure, that was all you wanted. What happened? Did you chicken out?"
"Chicken out of what? I have no idea what you are talking about. Now get out. I'm studying."
"Just do it soon, Michael. You know what I'm talking about. And I'm changing my password!"
"Whatever," I replied.
And it didn't matter that she was changing her password, I have a program that could crack it in a second if I wanted to get back in.
She finally left, leaving me alone to think about what to do about Mia.
What had she told Tina to make her think I was even going to ask her to the dance in the first place?
Does she want me to ask her to the dance?
Mia's POV
Aargh! The dance is tomorrow! And I still have no date.
That's it. I'm just not going to go. I'm going to Genovia on Saturday anyway, so I need time to prepare myself. So it's not completely bogus that I'm not going. I have a genuine reason.
That's right, Mia, keep telling yourself that.
I'm so glad today is the last day of Finals. I'm done with all of it after today. Well, I still have to wait for my results tomorrow, but after that, I'm home free!
"So, who are you going to the dance with, Amelia?" Lana had turned around to ask me. Even though I don't doubt that she already knows the answer.
"Oh, um, I'm not going to the dance, Lana, I have too much to do before I leave for Genovia on Saturday."
"Oh, so nobody asked you then?" she said innocently, as if she was actually sincere.
"Well your boyfriend didn't dump you for me this time, Lana, if that's what you mean. But there's always the next dance right?"
She shot me an icy glare and spun back around, swishing her blonde hair everywhere.
Ha! I had had the final word! Score one for me, nil for Lana!
Michael's POV
I spent all of last night thinking about the stupid dance.
It's a good thing I've kept on top of my studies, because if I had to cram last minute for today's Final, I know I wouldn't do so well.
And do you know what? I still haven't decided what to do about the dance. It's tomorrow night, so if I decide to ask Mia, I'd better do it soon.
Mia's POV
I finally did something about the whole modelling thing. I had an unofficial Press interview, where I said that the dresses I was modelling were being sold with all of the proceeds going to charity.
Sebastiano wasn't too happy. He just rang to yell at me. But I think I was able to convince him that this will all work out better for him. Eventually.
Dad rang too, to tell me that he was proud of me for handling the situation myself.
It feels good to finally do something right about the nonsense in my life. And to do it all by myself, just makes it even better.
Michael's POV
Aargh! It's Thursday night! I have 24 hours.
Screw it, I'm just going to do it. But how?
Maybe I should just do it over the Internet. That way she won't have to be looking at me when I ask her, she won't see how red I get.
I sat down at my desk and turned on my computer. I signed into my IM account.
Sign in failed
CracKing is already signed in
What??? How can I already be signed in?
Lilly!!!
I ran down the hall to her room and barged in, without knocking.
Lilly was shocked, and she minimised the screen she was on. But it was too late, I had already seen what she was doing. She was chatting with Mia! With my screenname!
I am so going to kill her.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" I cried, absolutely livid. What had she said to her?
Lilly stood up and faced me defiantly. I heard the computer beep, meaning Mia had just replied to something.
"I'm fixing your problem for you, since you seem too dense to do it yourself."
"Oh my God, Lilly, what have you said to her?" My heart stopped beating for a minute, just thinking about what Lilly could have said to Mia.
"Nothing. Yet. I only just got started."
"Lilly, why? For your information, I was actually going to do it myself, now. Not that it's any of your business though."
"Well then, be my guest. Do it." she motioned to the computer chair.
The computer beeped again. At least that meant that Mia hadn't run off at the thought of talking to me.
I sat down in the chair. My hands were sweating with the dread of what I would find on the screen. What had Lilly said?
I clicked on the conversation, bringing it back onto the screen. Lilly was still lurking behind me.
This is the conversation I had so far supposedly had with Mia:
CracKing: Hey, Mia. So about the dance tomorrow...
FtLouie: Hey, yeah, what about it? Are you going?
CracKing: I dunno, I'm a bit of a freak when it comes to things like school dances and socialising.
Thanks, Lilly. Thanks a lot. That makes me look real suave.
FtLouie: Yeah, I know what you mean. I'm not going to go either. I have to pack for Genovia, I leave on Saturday.
FtLouie: Are you still there?
I turned to face Lilly.
"She says she isn't going to go at all. Great plan, Einstein."
That's just an excuse. Just ask her already! Before I get back on there and ask her for you!"
"No. Fine, I'll do it. But not with you hanging around. Go away." The last thing I wanted was Lilly to be looking aver my shoulder.
"Fine. But when I come back, you had better have done it." She turned around and left me alone in her room.
Right. Now, what do I say? Maybe I should have left this to Lilly after all.
CracKing: Yeah, sorry, I'm still here. So does that mean you don't want to go? Or you can't?
FtLouie: Oh, um, I just don't want to leave everything to the last minute. I don't want to forget anything.
I think Lilly was right about that just being a cover story. It's time for the plunge.
CracKing: Well, I was thinking, maybe if you wanted to, you would go to the dance with me? I don't have anyone to go with, so I wouldn't mind going with a friend.
There. Done. Not exactly what Lilly would have said, but it was good enough for me.
I mean, I still didn't know if she wanted to go at all.
Now I just have to wait for her reply.
Mia's POV
Oh.
My.
God.
Michael Moscovitz just asked ME to the dance!
I'm absolutely speechless. Which is a really bad thing since he is waiting for an answer. What do I say? I made a big deal about not going because I have to pack, and now I'm going to be changing my mind? He's going to think I'm such a hypocrite!
Oh well, so long as I get to go to the dance tomorrow, I don't care what he thinks. Ok, that is so not true, but still, I might even get to slow dance with him!
Aargh! Now, what do I say?
CracKing: Well? What do you say?
FtLouie: Sure, I guess. I mean, I can always pack before the dance right?
Oh my God, am I the luckiest girl or what? I'm going to the dance with Michael Moscovitz!
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Haha, I love writing devious Lilly.
REVIEW!!!!
Thanks for reviewing guys, there are 12 chapters in this story, so only a few more to go before I start another story, and remember, the more reviews the quicker the updates!!!
Oh, and a few people mentioned me continuing Spandex Love, but so far there are no plans to continue with it. It was meant to be a one-shot, but I stretched it out to a two-parter. I have had a few ideas for how I could continue it, but I don't want to start working on them just now because I am already in the middle of three fics. lol. Maybe one day I will......
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Mia's POV
When I told Tina CracKing was Michael, she flipped out more than I had.
"Oh my God, Mia! You have to ask him to the dance now!" she cried.
"What? No way! He was probably just bored, he was probably chatting with everyone."
"He didn't message me, did he? No! But he messaged you. I think it means something!"
"It doesn't mean anything, Tina. Except that it gave me the chance to humiliate myself by admitting I didn't have a date."
After that, Tina went off in search of Lilly. Either she couldn't stand being around me any more, or she wanted to ask her about Michael. I hope it's the former. I'd rather her not want to be around me than have her speaking to Lilly about Michael!
Michael's POV
I haven't decided what to do about the dance.
Mia didn't seem too eager to speak to me last night, maybe I should just forget the whole thing and not go at all, like my original plan.
Or maybe I should just ask if she wants to go as friends. I could just make it seem as if she would be doing me a favour, instead of it being the other way around.
Uh oh, Lilly just barged into my room. And she does not look happy. But what else is new?
"What do you want, Lilly? I'm studying." It was true, I am studying, I'm just thinking about Mia too. Who says men aren't multitalented?
"When are you going to ask Mia to the dance?" she demanded.
"What are you talking about?" Haha, always play the innocent with Lilly.
"I spoke with Tina today. She said that you IM'ed Mia last night. By the way, where did you even find out what her screen name is?"
Uh oh. Busted.
"I just wanted to know how her Algebra Final went. You know, since I helped her out and all. What's the big deal?"
"Sure, that was all you wanted. What happened? Did you chicken out?"
"Chicken out of what? I have no idea what you are talking about. Now get out. I'm studying."
"Just do it soon, Michael. You know what I'm talking about. And I'm changing my password!"
"Whatever," I replied.
And it didn't matter that she was changing her password, I have a program that could crack it in a second if I wanted to get back in.
She finally left, leaving me alone to think about what to do about Mia.
What had she told Tina to make her think I was even going to ask her to the dance in the first place?
Does she want me to ask her to the dance?
Mia's POV
Aargh! The dance is tomorrow! And I still have no date.
That's it. I'm just not going to go. I'm going to Genovia on Saturday anyway, so I need time to prepare myself. So it's not completely bogus that I'm not going. I have a genuine reason.
That's right, Mia, keep telling yourself that.
I'm so glad today is the last day of Finals. I'm done with all of it after today. Well, I still have to wait for my results tomorrow, but after that, I'm home free!
"So, who are you going to the dance with, Amelia?" Lana had turned around to ask me. Even though I don't doubt that she already knows the answer.
"Oh, um, I'm not going to the dance, Lana, I have too much to do before I leave for Genovia on Saturday."
"Oh, so nobody asked you then?" she said innocently, as if she was actually sincere.
"Well your boyfriend didn't dump you for me this time, Lana, if that's what you mean. But there's always the next dance right?"
She shot me an icy glare and spun back around, swishing her blonde hair everywhere.
Ha! I had had the final word! Score one for me, nil for Lana!
Michael's POV
I spent all of last night thinking about the stupid dance.
It's a good thing I've kept on top of my studies, because if I had to cram last minute for today's Final, I know I wouldn't do so well.
And do you know what? I still haven't decided what to do about the dance. It's tomorrow night, so if I decide to ask Mia, I'd better do it soon.
Mia's POV
I finally did something about the whole modelling thing. I had an unofficial Press interview, where I said that the dresses I was modelling were being sold with all of the proceeds going to charity.
Sebastiano wasn't too happy. He just rang to yell at me. But I think I was able to convince him that this will all work out better for him. Eventually.
Dad rang too, to tell me that he was proud of me for handling the situation myself.
It feels good to finally do something right about the nonsense in my life. And to do it all by myself, just makes it even better.
Michael's POV
Aargh! It's Thursday night! I have 24 hours.
Screw it, I'm just going to do it. But how?
Maybe I should just do it over the Internet. That way she won't have to be looking at me when I ask her, she won't see how red I get.
I sat down at my desk and turned on my computer. I signed into my IM account.
Sign in failed
CracKing is already signed in
What??? How can I already be signed in?
Lilly!!!
I ran down the hall to her room and barged in, without knocking.
Lilly was shocked, and she minimised the screen she was on. But it was too late, I had already seen what she was doing. She was chatting with Mia! With my screenname!
I am so going to kill her.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" I cried, absolutely livid. What had she said to her?
Lilly stood up and faced me defiantly. I heard the computer beep, meaning Mia had just replied to something.
"I'm fixing your problem for you, since you seem too dense to do it yourself."
"Oh my God, Lilly, what have you said to her?" My heart stopped beating for a minute, just thinking about what Lilly could have said to Mia.
"Nothing. Yet. I only just got started."
"Lilly, why? For your information, I was actually going to do it myself, now. Not that it's any of your business though."
"Well then, be my guest. Do it." she motioned to the computer chair.
The computer beeped again. At least that meant that Mia hadn't run off at the thought of talking to me.
I sat down in the chair. My hands were sweating with the dread of what I would find on the screen. What had Lilly said?
I clicked on the conversation, bringing it back onto the screen. Lilly was still lurking behind me.
This is the conversation I had so far supposedly had with Mia:
CracKing: Hey, Mia. So about the dance tomorrow...
FtLouie: Hey, yeah, what about it? Are you going?
CracKing: I dunno, I'm a bit of a freak when it comes to things like school dances and socialising.
Thanks, Lilly. Thanks a lot. That makes me look real suave.
FtLouie: Yeah, I know what you mean. I'm not going to go either. I have to pack for Genovia, I leave on Saturday.
FtLouie: Are you still there?
I turned to face Lilly.
"She says she isn't going to go at all. Great plan, Einstein."
That's just an excuse. Just ask her already! Before I get back on there and ask her for you!"
"No. Fine, I'll do it. But not with you hanging around. Go away." The last thing I wanted was Lilly to be looking aver my shoulder.
"Fine. But when I come back, you had better have done it." She turned around and left me alone in her room.
Right. Now, what do I say? Maybe I should have left this to Lilly after all.
CracKing: Yeah, sorry, I'm still here. So does that mean you don't want to go? Or you can't?
FtLouie: Oh, um, I just don't want to leave everything to the last minute. I don't want to forget anything.
I think Lilly was right about that just being a cover story. It's time for the plunge.
CracKing: Well, I was thinking, maybe if you wanted to, you would go to the dance with me? I don't have anyone to go with, so I wouldn't mind going with a friend.
There. Done. Not exactly what Lilly would have said, but it was good enough for me.
I mean, I still didn't know if she wanted to go at all.
Now I just have to wait for her reply.
Mia's POV
Oh.
My.
God.
Michael Moscovitz just asked ME to the dance!
I'm absolutely speechless. Which is a really bad thing since he is waiting for an answer. What do I say? I made a big deal about not going because I have to pack, and now I'm going to be changing my mind? He's going to think I'm such a hypocrite!
Oh well, so long as I get to go to the dance tomorrow, I don't care what he thinks. Ok, that is so not true, but still, I might even get to slow dance with him!
Aargh! Now, what do I say?
CracKing: Well? What do you say?
FtLouie: Sure, I guess. I mean, I can always pack before the dance right?
Oh my God, am I the luckiest girl or what? I'm going to the dance with Michael Moscovitz!
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Haha, I love writing devious Lilly.
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