I'm glad you all liked Michael's bit, his POV was what I added when I edited it, it makes it more in depth and you get more perspective.
Disclaimer: Meg Cabot own's all except Holly, and Alex and others you don't recognise........
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Mia's POV...
Alex spent the night last night, in my roomie's bed. There isn't exactly enough room to fit two people in these single beds. Not comfortably anyway.
But he was leaving today, before my tour.
I'm going to miss him so much when I can't see him everyday. I've gotten so used to having him around, it's going to be so strange without him. And I can just tell the phone bills are going to be huge.
"Morning, sleepyhead," I called over to him.
"Mmm..." he replied. "Just five more minutes."
"Alex, come on. We have to get ready! You have to leave and I have my tour. You know, the real one, with the actual tour guide."
"So you're saying that my tour yesterday was unsatisfactory, was it?"
"Ha ha, now get up!" I jumped on his bed to emphasise my point, but he just grabbed me and pulled me down.
"How can I get up now," he said. "When I'm just so comfortable?"
"Alex..."
"Alright, fine. I'm getting up."
* * *
After breakfast, which wasn't much because I didn't have much in the little "kitchen" in my room, and the caf isn't open yet, Alex left. It was a sad goodbye, even though we'd be seeing each other in a few weeks anyway.
When I was alone I started to put away a few boxes. The tour wasn't going to start for another half an hour, and I don't have to walk very far.
I pulled out an old photo album from the bottom of a box. I don't even remember packing it. Maybe mom slipped it in, probably thinking I would forget everyone or something.
I sat down on my bed and opened it up. The first few pages were family photos, there was mom, dad, Frank, Rocky and Grandmere. Then there were photos of me and Alex. We looked so happy, it brought a smile to my face just looking at them.
I turned to the back of the album and found old photos of my friends from my Freshman year. Tina, Lilly, Shameeka, Ling Su and even Boris and Michael were in these pictures. We looked so young.
My eyes welled up at the thought that I might never see all of these friends again, or at least not as often. I'm sure I'll see Lilly and Tina from time to time, until I move to Genovia anyway. And I might see Michael around campus too, but I can't exactly say that it will make school better if I do see him, especially since he didn't speak to me yesterday. And we didn't exactly last see each other on friendly terms either.
In fact, during the second semester of my freshman year we weren't exactly on speaking terms even. It all stuffed up right before Christmas. I'd sent him love poems, anonymously of course, but he found out and made fun of me for it.
Then I spent the holiday in Genovia, and when I came back he'd completely forgotten about the whole thing. And me. We never really spoke much after that, and I avoided going to Lilly's apartment until he moved out.
But that was three years ago, I hope things aren't going to be weird between us now. I mean, it's not as if I'm still in love with him or anything. I'm completely over him.
Completely.
* * *
I'm now walking to the front of the school, the starting point of the tour.
There should only be a handful of us today, just the people who have already moved in.
I walked up the huge steps to get to the top, where quite a few people were already waiting. Lars had already said that he would stay a little farther back than usual, to give me some privacy.
"Hi!" One of the girls rushed up to me. "Are you a Freshman too? I'm Maggie."
"Um, yeah, hi, I'm Mia." This girl was really upbeat about the prospect of a school tour.
"Everybody, this is Mia!" She dragged me towards the group of people, but I don't think anybody else was as excited as Maggie, they barely muttered a hello.
"So, where are you from?" Maggie asked me.
"Oh, New York actually. Not that far from here."
"Oh, wow! That's cool, I'm from Arizona myself, I just arrived two days ago. So being a local girl you would know all the..." A deep male voice from behind me interrupted her.
"Alright," the voice said. "Let's get started. Is everyone here?"
"Wow," Maggie muttered under her breath. "That guy is hot! Look at him."
I turned around to face the tour guide, and I gasped at the sight of him.
It was Michael! Or at least the guy I'd bumped into last night.
But he hadn't noticed me yet, he was busy checking off names from a list he had.
"Mary Peters?"
"Yeah."
"Jack Spencer?"
"Yo."
"Amelia... Amelia Thermopolis?" he asked after pausing for a second as he read over my name.
"Um, yes," I responded, but he didn't even look up from his list, he just continued reading from it.
"After he was finished with the names, Maggie asked what his was.
"Just call me Michael," he answered.
Ha! It was Michael! But why was he so reluctant to talk to me? Or even look at me?
"Right, let's get started. To the left we have..." Michael commenced his tour, but I wasn't listening to a word he was saying.
Damn, he's still as good looking as he was in high school. Except he's grown up. Obviously. He has a more rugged handsomeness as opposed to his high school pretty boy look.
"How hot is Mr. Tour Guide? Yummy!" Maggie whispered in my ear as we followed Michael down the path.
"Yeah," I agreed. "I used to know him."
"Really? How?"
"Uh, he's my best friends older brother."
"Yeah? I wish my best friends older brother had looked like that. It would have made growing up a lot easier."
Yeah, maybe not.
I'll have to talk to him eventually, but what do I say? What if he genuinely doesn't want to talk to me? That's twice now he's avoided me. What is up with that? What does he have to feel awkward about? I was the one who'd embarrassed myself with those stupid love cards. It's not like it was the other way around or anything!
Disclaimer: Meg Cabot own's all except Holly, and Alex and others you don't recognise........
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Mia's POV...
Alex spent the night last night, in my roomie's bed. There isn't exactly enough room to fit two people in these single beds. Not comfortably anyway.
But he was leaving today, before my tour.
I'm going to miss him so much when I can't see him everyday. I've gotten so used to having him around, it's going to be so strange without him. And I can just tell the phone bills are going to be huge.
"Morning, sleepyhead," I called over to him.
"Mmm..." he replied. "Just five more minutes."
"Alex, come on. We have to get ready! You have to leave and I have my tour. You know, the real one, with the actual tour guide."
"So you're saying that my tour yesterday was unsatisfactory, was it?"
"Ha ha, now get up!" I jumped on his bed to emphasise my point, but he just grabbed me and pulled me down.
"How can I get up now," he said. "When I'm just so comfortable?"
"Alex..."
"Alright, fine. I'm getting up."
* * *
After breakfast, which wasn't much because I didn't have much in the little "kitchen" in my room, and the caf isn't open yet, Alex left. It was a sad goodbye, even though we'd be seeing each other in a few weeks anyway.
When I was alone I started to put away a few boxes. The tour wasn't going to start for another half an hour, and I don't have to walk very far.
I pulled out an old photo album from the bottom of a box. I don't even remember packing it. Maybe mom slipped it in, probably thinking I would forget everyone or something.
I sat down on my bed and opened it up. The first few pages were family photos, there was mom, dad, Frank, Rocky and Grandmere. Then there were photos of me and Alex. We looked so happy, it brought a smile to my face just looking at them.
I turned to the back of the album and found old photos of my friends from my Freshman year. Tina, Lilly, Shameeka, Ling Su and even Boris and Michael were in these pictures. We looked so young.
My eyes welled up at the thought that I might never see all of these friends again, or at least not as often. I'm sure I'll see Lilly and Tina from time to time, until I move to Genovia anyway. And I might see Michael around campus too, but I can't exactly say that it will make school better if I do see him, especially since he didn't speak to me yesterday. And we didn't exactly last see each other on friendly terms either.
In fact, during the second semester of my freshman year we weren't exactly on speaking terms even. It all stuffed up right before Christmas. I'd sent him love poems, anonymously of course, but he found out and made fun of me for it.
Then I spent the holiday in Genovia, and when I came back he'd completely forgotten about the whole thing. And me. We never really spoke much after that, and I avoided going to Lilly's apartment until he moved out.
But that was three years ago, I hope things aren't going to be weird between us now. I mean, it's not as if I'm still in love with him or anything. I'm completely over him.
Completely.
* * *
I'm now walking to the front of the school, the starting point of the tour.
There should only be a handful of us today, just the people who have already moved in.
I walked up the huge steps to get to the top, where quite a few people were already waiting. Lars had already said that he would stay a little farther back than usual, to give me some privacy.
"Hi!" One of the girls rushed up to me. "Are you a Freshman too? I'm Maggie."
"Um, yeah, hi, I'm Mia." This girl was really upbeat about the prospect of a school tour.
"Everybody, this is Mia!" She dragged me towards the group of people, but I don't think anybody else was as excited as Maggie, they barely muttered a hello.
"So, where are you from?" Maggie asked me.
"Oh, New York actually. Not that far from here."
"Oh, wow! That's cool, I'm from Arizona myself, I just arrived two days ago. So being a local girl you would know all the..." A deep male voice from behind me interrupted her.
"Alright," the voice said. "Let's get started. Is everyone here?"
"Wow," Maggie muttered under her breath. "That guy is hot! Look at him."
I turned around to face the tour guide, and I gasped at the sight of him.
It was Michael! Or at least the guy I'd bumped into last night.
But he hadn't noticed me yet, he was busy checking off names from a list he had.
"Mary Peters?"
"Yeah."
"Jack Spencer?"
"Yo."
"Amelia... Amelia Thermopolis?" he asked after pausing for a second as he read over my name.
"Um, yes," I responded, but he didn't even look up from his list, he just continued reading from it.
"After he was finished with the names, Maggie asked what his was.
"Just call me Michael," he answered.
Ha! It was Michael! But why was he so reluctant to talk to me? Or even look at me?
"Right, let's get started. To the left we have..." Michael commenced his tour, but I wasn't listening to a word he was saying.
Damn, he's still as good looking as he was in high school. Except he's grown up. Obviously. He has a more rugged handsomeness as opposed to his high school pretty boy look.
"How hot is Mr. Tour Guide? Yummy!" Maggie whispered in my ear as we followed Michael down the path.
"Yeah," I agreed. "I used to know him."
"Really? How?"
"Uh, he's my best friends older brother."
"Yeah? I wish my best friends older brother had looked like that. It would have made growing up a lot easier."
Yeah, maybe not.
I'll have to talk to him eventually, but what do I say? What if he genuinely doesn't want to talk to me? That's twice now he's avoided me. What is up with that? What does he have to feel awkward about? I was the one who'd embarrassed myself with those stupid love cards. It's not like it was the other way around or anything!
