A/N: Happy Birthday Michelle! (Daydreamer_022) I'm updating faster then I should be in honor of Michelle's birthday. Technically, it was yesterday where she lives, but my calendar says it's the 15th today so … tada! This chapter is dedicated to Daydreamer_022, and robmattloutayned for practically forcing me to update.  Happy Birthday again Michelle!!

Thanks you for all the reviews. Keep reviewing and I'll keep writing … Enjoy!

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Michael's POV:

Hahaha! Mia's not so scared of Lilly after all. She drew a giant moustache complete with swirly ends right onto Lilly's face while she was sleeping! I drew a little pointy beard on, and with that, Lilly's new make over was done!

Her face when she saw what we'd done was brilliant! Although, not everything that happened last night – or this morning if you think about it – was good.

I nearly kissed Mia.

Now you might think that was a good thing, but no. God, what was I thinking? Seriously, why would she even think of kissing me? I know she wanted to. I could see it in her beautiful grey eyes.

How corny did that sound?

But I'm sure she did. Why else would she blush like mad when I touched her hand? Unless she was repulsed by me touching her hand … nah. She seemed quite happy really.

But Why?

She couldn't possibly like me ... could she? Maybe even … love me?

I need to ask someone. I need to ask the only person (that I know of) who knows about my love for Mia.

I need to talk to Lilly.

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Author's POV:

Michael plodded down the hall until he reached Lilly's bedroom door. Knocking once lightly before barging in, he heard the familiar

"Get out Dumbass." Coming from Lilly.

"Nice to see my dear little sister hasn't changed a bit since this morning" he muttered, trying to hide a laugh that was threatening to escape. The moustache and beard he and Mia had done this morning were still there.

"Nice to see my dear older brother is still as stupid as he was this morning." She shot back at him.

"Yeah, yeah. Now we've got the pleasantries over and done with, I have got something to ask you and for once, I'm being deadly serious. " He finished, taking a deep breath. She raised one eyebrow but said nothing and motioned for him to carry on.

"Well, you know I … love Mia … right?" he asked nervously.

"Yes doofus, of course I knew. I did tell you that, idiot." She snapped.

"Yeah. Well … thing is … I need to know. Does she like me?"

"No." she replied simply.

"No?" his face fell and he could feel his heart snapping in two at those 2 little letters.

"No. She loved you … prick. Although, I can't see why. You're irritating, and stupid. Oh, and you have no manners."

"W-What?" he stammered.

"I said you have no manners, you're stupid and-"

"No, not that. The thing before."

"Mia. Loves. You." Lilly stated slowly, looking at Michael as if he'd lost a few brain cells on the way to her room. "Although, I don't know why I'm telling you that, after that stunt you pulled this morning-" but Michael didn't hear the rest of Lilly's rant about her new facial decorations because he'd run straight to his room. Slamming the door behind him, he started work on what would soon be a long day of planning.

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Mia's POV:

So Princess Lessons were a real bore – as usual. Grandmere kept going on about what I should say and do if a boy ever told me he loved me.

Apparently, you're not allowed to say thank you, or throw your arms around the guy.

Sucks doesn't it.

According to Grandmere, you're supposed to be gracious and say, "You are very kind." If you don't like then, and "Why I love you too." If you do.

WHY I LOVE YOU TOO?! God, who says that anymore?

And you're not supposed to show any affection for them the first time they say they love you. They guy's gotta do all the work!

What a gyp.

Who would want to date any girl who happened to be a Princess with ski-like feet, cotton bud hair, a big lack of chest and who can't throw their arms around you when you say 'I Love You'?

Uh … No one! That's who.

Well, except for Kenny. Oh, and Tom. Not Michael though. I bet Michael could have any girl he wanted … so why would he pick a princess?

I'm not even going to consider dating Tom either. Lilly would kill me, and after that stunt me and Michael pulled on her this morning, we're high on her list of 'People I want to die a slow and painful death'. She's be so mad at me if I stole the one guy she's had an interest in, who's actually funny, kind and cute. Scratch that last one … Tom is hot!

Lilly deserves someone like that, and after all, he is a damn sight better than Boris. Nothing against Boris of course, but I just think that Lilly and Tom are better suited to eachother.

But why is Tom so interested in me then? That's what confuses me. I mean, confuses me for that usual that is.

Now I think about it, Tom, in a way, is kind of like Michael really. A genius, – he has a 4.0 GPA – a senior, cute and he loves a girl who's close to him. Tom loves Lilly, Lilly loves Tom. I love Michael, Michael loves Judith. 

Funny old world isn't it.

It works out great for me doesn't it? Oh well, apparently it's impossible to die of a broken heart, and at least I'd get to see my best friend with a guy that's perfect for her, and the love of my life happy.

It could be worse I guess.

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Lilly's POV:

I cannot believe that did that to me. What have I ever done to them that annoyed and angered them so much, that they just had to draw all over my face? I am not a human canvas, no matter how much I look like one at the moment.

You know, it still hasn't washed off completely yet? They must have used semi-permanent black sharpie to draw the beard and moustache on. I must have washed my face 20 times since I saw their 'artwork'. My face actually feels Raw!

I still have a faint image of their delightful drawings on my face. Thanks god it's Sunday is all I can say right now. I think if I keep washing it, the worst should be gone by Monday morning.

Now … how to get them back … this shouldn't be too difficult. Mia isn't exactly renowned for her ability to spot things, and Michael is too wrapped up in his own love life to notice his dear sister is plotting. Again.

Speaking – or writing as the case may be – of Michael, it seems that Michael finally wised up and asked me if Mia likes him back. I don't get why he didn't ask me if she liked him back when I told him I knew he loved her all that time ago. Stupid boy.

I told him that she didn't just like him, but she loved him. Which is frankly true, although I have no idea why anyone would even LIKE Michael, let alone love him. He's annoying, stupid and has no manners! All he did when he found out though, was run down the hall and slam his bedroom door shut. That was about 2 hours ago and I haven't heard a word since.

It's nice to see that boy isn't as stupid as I thought.

Hopefully, this love square will be sorted soon.

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