A/N: I know it's short. It's just a filler so I can get to the plan, which is all written out and will be up sometime tomorrow. Thanks to all my reviewers, you rock! The song "If It Were Up To Me" belongs to the great Rooney and you should all go and listen to them. Enjoy!

Michael's POV:

I'm sitting in the Limo opposite Mia, and I have to say, she looks gorgeous! She's staring at something on her lap … it looks like a letter or something. Who would be writing to Mia? Judging by the look on her face, it's not good. Maybe her Grandma? She always makes Mia pull that face.

Uh oh, Lilly's seen it; she'll start in that annoying voice of hers in a minute. Better put my headphones on. What can drown out Lilly's voice, make me happy and has a good tune?

Rooney.

Perfect. Now, which song … Stay Away? No, I listened to that last night. Sorry Sorry? Nah, too upbeat for this time of the morning. Blueside? Nope, I spent all last night playing that on my guitar. Oh, I know.

If It Were Up To Me.

Perfect.

If it were up to me

She would know that

Our love (our love)

Is the best love (best love)

If it were up to me

Yes our love (our love)

Is real love

So just let it be

Ahh I love this song, It's so relaxing. Rooney are such a good band.

Your mother likes my smile

And your father likes my lifestyle

Should I ask them what I asked you?

To get the answer

Yes to get the answer.

You know, I can really relate to that. Considering Mia's parents are royalty and famous. (Mia's mom is a well-known artist. We actually have one of her works hanging up in our dining room. It reminds me of Mia everytime I walk past it.) I'd have to ask her dad's permission at the very least. I mean, he's a prince. He's not going to be east to convince is he.

Hang On.

Mia doesn't even like me! Why am I talking about this? It 'aint gonna happen. Sadly.

Oh, we're at school. I'll just hang back a minute and see where everyone is.

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Mia's POV:

Oh, God. I opened my journal this morning and a letter fell out. From my secret admirer.

From Kenny.

Here's what it says:

Hey Mia.

Figured out who I am yet? You

Looked great on Friday at school.

Need any help with your Algebra?

I know how you are about that. Are

You sure that Michael guy can help

You? See you at school today.

Your Friend.

Oh God. How did he manage to get that in my Journal without me noticing? I never leave this anywhere! It's getting kinda stalkerish now.

Is that even a word?

Kreepy Kenny.

Fits nicely don't it.

Uh Oh. Lilly's going to start on me. I can feel it. Lilly's like a bulldog. Once she has something in her teeth, she won't let go.  I'm guessing Michael can feel it too, seeing as he took one look at Lilly's reddening face and stuck his headphones in his ears.

Great. Here we go.

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Lilly's POV:

"Mia, what's that?" I asked.

"Uh … Nothing." She always was bad at lying. The nostril thing doesn't help either.

"Mia, your nostrils are flaring."

"I have a cold."

"It's the middle of summer."

"So?"

So what are you hiding?"

"Nothing."

"Mia, under normal circumstances, your show of assertiveness would be pleasing, but not when you're hiding something now hand it over."

"Hand what over?"

"That piece of paper you're trying to hide behind your back."

"Oh … THAT piece of paper."

"Yes, that piece of paper. Give it!" I screeched, holding my hand out.

Mia grudgingly handed the note over and I quickly scanned it through before saying

"Stalker."

"Tell me about it." Mia replied, looking sadly at the crumpled letter in my hand.

"Well, it'll all be sorted soon."

"What do you mean by that, Lils?"

"You'll see …" I then settled for looking out of the window until we arrived at school.

Let's see if this works then.

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