I wrote another fic this morning, I couldn't stop myself. Lol. It's only a two parter, so I think I'll put it up after this one, then go on with the next long one I want to put up. So look out for more stories soon! Yay!

Disclaimer: Meg Cabot own's all characters you recognise from the books.

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Mia's POV...

It's been two weeks since I caught Alex, and since Michael kissed me.

Alex drove down here a couple of times to see me to say he was sorry and to beg for forgiveness. I don't know why he doesn't just let go. He doesn't want to get back together, he said it himself that he can't 'handle this long distant thing'. I think he is maybe worried that I am going to tell the Press what a scoundrel he is. Or that I am going to set Lars loose on his ass.

But whatever the reason he's just kept calling and coming over. The last time I spoke to him I said I was going to put a restraining order put against him. I haven't heard from him yet.

And I haven't spoken to Michael at all. He's been avoiding me, always turning the other way when I see him in the halls. But I can't say I've exactly jumped at any chances to speak with him myself. I think we had better talk soon because I can't stand the tension between us.

When I told Hayley and Maggie what happened they were really good, really supportive. Except Maggie said I should have gone for it with Michael. Actually, I think her exact words were, "Why didn't you jump his bones?". But other than that they have been really good substitutes for Lilly and Tina.

I'm still confused about everything and I don't know how I'm going to fix things. Or even if things can be fixed. But I've got to try. I've got to talk to Michael.

Since today is Monday, we both have the afternoon free. Hopefully I can find him and convince him to have a coffee or something.

* * *

It didn't take long to find him, he was on his way back up to his dorm.

"Michael!" I ran to catch up to him.

He turned around and as soon as he saw me he looked at the ground. "Oh, hi."

"Um, I think we should talk. Do you want to go get a coffee?"

"Uh, sure..."

Once we were seated, by the window of course, I knew things were going to be even more awkward than I thought.

Michael was sitting on the edge of his seat, but instead of looking out the window like he usually did, he was just staring at me.

"Um..." I didn't really know where to start, but I could see Michael wasn't going to be the first one to say anything. "I'm glad to see you didn't catch pnemomia!"

What else was I supposed to say?

Michael didn't reply, he looked like he hadn't even heard me.

"Listen, Michael, I don't want things to be weird between us, ok? Can things just go back to the way they were? Can we still be friends?"

"Friends? Sure..."

"Good. Thanks."

"Look, Mia, I'm sorry about what happened. I should never have... I mean, I know you're with Alex and all..."

"Well, uh actually... I broke up with him." I hadn't planned on telling Michael this, but I didn't want to lie to him. And a lie by ommision is still a lie. Friends don't have secrets.

"Oh really?" Michael looked interested now. "What happened?"

"Um, I guess he just couldn't handle the long distance thing. He cheated on me."

"I'm sorry. I thought he was a nice guy." Michael genuinely did look sorry, and he didn't look like he was going to make a move on me now he knows I'm single. But is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Do I want to be with Michael?

Why must my life be so dramatic?

Seriously, I hate my life.

* * *

We finished our coffees and left, I'm walking back up to my dorm now.

Things were still awkward between us, the conversation seemed forced. But I am determined not to lose him as a friend. We are going to make it a usual thing to have coffee on Monday afternoons.

I walked through the door of my dorm room with the intention of curling up in my bed and wallowing about my pathetic existance, just like I've been doing a lot recently.

But my plans were foiled when I walked in and saw Hayley talking to someone. It was Tina!

My jaw practically dropped to the floor as she stood before me and casually said, "Hey, Mia."

"Tina!" I cried as I ran to her and threw my arms around her neck.

"I'll leave you two to catch up," Hayley said, moving towards the door.

"You don't have to go," I objected.

"No, that's ok. I have class soon anyway. I'll see you later."

Tina and I sat down, she on Hayley's bed, me on my own.

I'd rung her a few times in the last few weeks to fill her in on what was going on, but seeing her face to face, it was just so much better. So much more comfortable.

"So," she said. "How are things?"

'Horrible," I answered truthfully.

"Have you spoken to Michael yet?"

"Yeah, I just spoke to him. We're going to try to be friends again."

"Is that really what you want?"

"What do you mean?" Why wouldn't I want to be friends with him?

"Well, I just remember how you were in our Freshman year. I would have thought you would jump at the chance to be with him now you know he felt the same way. And still does."

"It's not that simple."

"Do you still love him?"

"No. At least I don't think so," I paused for a second. "But I think I could probably fall for him again, if I just let myself."

"You don't want to?" she asked.

"I don't know. I'm just so confused. I mean, yeah, I used to love him, but then Alex came along. And sure, he turned out to be a jerk, but I don't know if I can just go back to feeling the way I used to about Michael. And besides, I think I may have just screwed any chance I have of Michael and I being more than friends by telling him that was all I wanted to be. Just friends."

"Oh, Mia, I'm sure if you wanted to, you could just tell him you've changed your mind now. I'm sure he wouldn't object."

"No. I need to move on. I can't dwell on the past and I can't change anything. Michael and I will just never be." I was crying now. I don't know why, but I was. Tina came over and sat next to me. And she did what any good friends does best, she comforted me with a hug.

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Two chappies to go!!! It's so sad that it's nearly over, this has been my longest PD story to date, and one of my favourites.