A/N: Hey guys, thanks to everyone who reviewed. 20 whole reviews for only 2 chapters! Here's the next one, I'm on half term so I can update practically everyday. The plan is revealed in the next chapter so that should be up some time in the next couple days. Enjoy!
Michael's POV:
Everything's ready. All we have to do is wait for Mia to come by in the Limo and take us to school. I hope she understands the plan, it's gonna have to work if we wanna get Kenny off her back.
Stupid Prick.
How dare he move in on my girl! … Ok, so she might not be my girl but hey, a guy can dream … can't he?
Kenny may be her age, but that doesn't mean she'll automatically love him … does it?
No, of course it doesn't.
I just hope she won't be so repulsed by me, that she won't be able to concentrate on the plan. I'm starting to sound like Lilly. Shoot me.
I called Tom and he said he'd meet us at the front gate so that's all sorted. I filled him in on his part of the plan and he agreed as soon as I told him Mia's involved. He seemed to find it really funny that I was calling him up to ask for help with Mia. You know, if I wasn't sure he had a crush on my sister - … Eww by the way – I'd think he had a crush on Mia himself. She IS really funny, kind, sweet, generous, loveable … Sorry. Got a bit carried away there, now where was I?
Oh Yes.
Anyone that fancies Lilly must be stark raving Bonkers! You wouldn't get a word in if you were Lilly's boyfriend. Boris is a perfect example of that. In fact, he's the only person I know of that can control her.
Boris. Boris the mouth-breathing, shirt-tucking violinist.. The guy we have to lock in the Supply Closet because he drives us all insane with his music. – Including Lilly. Don't get me wrong; it's not that he can't play. In fact, he can play really well. It's just the music he plays. Bach. Beethoven. God dude just play some Rock n' Roll!
You know, Lilly can really pick 'em can't she.
Oh, the Limo's here. Well, better go get Lilly.
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Mia's POV:
I'm going Mental. I must be.
When we pulled up to The Moscovitz' apartment, there was no one there! I got out and asked the doorman if she'd already left – well, she has done it before. Can't put it past her. He said she hadn't come down yet and was running a little late.
Lilly? Running late?
Lilly's never late for anything!
I remember this one time, at my 7th birthday party, I told her to come at 4pm so she could help me with the music, and she arrived at 3:55 and waited outside until her watch struck 4 exactly.
Anyway, I went into the lobby, and just as I pressed the elevator button, Lilly came bounding down the stairs.
Now there are two things wrong with that sentence.
1) Lilly doesn't 'bound'. She said it shows immaturity, and if you want to be pictured as a mature adult, then you must walk calmly or run gracefully.
How can you run gracefully?
I told her we're not adults yet, and we're supposed to 'bound'. Yup, I got a huge lecture about the human society and how age is just a number. Blah.
2) Lilly NEVER takes the stairs. She thinks it's unnecessary exercise and completely pointless when you have an elevator down the hall.
All her own words.
Anyway, she came bounding down the stairs, closely followed by Michael, ran straight past me and yelled over her shoulder
"Hey Mia, what brings you inside? You ok? Come on, we'll be late for school!!"
While running straight towards the Limo.
Michael just strolled along beside me; looking very handsome I might add, and, throwing Lilly an amused glance, said
"Hey Mia, ready for school?" ever so causally.
He is a god.
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Lilly's POV:
So I was running late. Only by two minutes, and that was only because Michael told mom about me feeding Pavlov scraps off my dinner plate. God knows, that poor dog has to eat SOMETHING. I know he's Michael's dog, but that boy is too busy pining over Mia to think of insignificant things like feeding his DOG.
Ugh. So he told mom I was trying to give Pavlov food poisoning (which, if you think about it, is a huge insult to Maya's cooking.) and I ended up getting psycho-analysed, 10 minutes before Mia came to pick us up.
Thanks Michael. Thanks a whole lot.
Anyway, Mia was waiting in the lobby for us. Why? I have no idea. After all, I was only 2 minutes late. It didn't help that Mr Jenkins from downstairs wanted to make a small trip up to the top floor. Using the elevator. At the exact time we came out of the front door. Great timing.
So we had to use the stairs, which was probably the reason for Mia's weird look. Ah Well. She'll get over it.
Michael told me this morning that his friend Tom is in on the plan. I've met him before, numerous times in fact. He seems like a nice guy. Perfect for this Plan. He'll be meeting us at the front gate, where Lana should be waiting for Josh. Who else could we use other than the biggest bitch in school?
Lana Weinberger.
The biggest gossip, who also happens to have a huge mouth, a cellular phone and friends in high places.
With her, it'll be around the school by the end of Lunch.
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