A/N: I have decided to take off my last two stories because they both suck.
This one is a Mia/Michael story because I find that they are ultimatly
more fun to write than anything else. I came up with the idea for this fic
when I was at a student council meeting.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the Princess Diaries, Meg Cabot does. I also do not own the song Sugar Sugar by The Archies. I wish that I owned the books, not Sugar Sugar because then I'd be singing about girls, not that there's anything wrong with that. Okay, I just don't own it, better?
Chapter One: In the Long Run
Mia's POV
I woke up this morning and it was like any other day, I was a hideous flat-chasted freshmen with hair shaped like a triangle. Oh yeah, and that whole princess thing. Well, my hair is not sticking out as badly as it was yesterday, does that count for anything? I had to rush this morning since I had to pick up Lilly and Michael so early. Lilly has this whole dumb thing planned to raise money so that she can set up some funding for her show. Suprisingly, Michael has agreed to help her with whatever gimmick she has conjered up so it can't be half bad, it's worse!!! Just kidding, I trust Michael's judgement based on his good looks. I figure, I know three hot guys, two of which are complete jerks. Now I ask you, do really think that if there is some type of God that three thirds or one whole of these guys are bearers of invisible dunce caps? I surely hope not or hell has frozen over as we know it.
When I got to the Moscovitz household Michael came rushing outside, with his school shirt half open revealing his chest, can you believe my good fortune. For the study of future generations genious best friend=hot older brother. Okay, not really, Judith Gershner's older brother looks like Pee Wee Herman got hit with a truck, and Judith, well, Judith clones fruit flies in her bedroom. I bet that she cloned that fly just to impress Michael. And really who can blame her? If I knew that it would impress Michael, I would have tried doing it knowing that in the long run I would probably succeed in wiping out all the flies from the earth's surface. As I was saying Michael came out almost shirtless.
I said,"Hey Michael, what is this, Baywatch?(Iwish)"
Michael said,"Yes it is I David Hasselhoff."
Me,"You watch Baywatch huh Moscovitz?"
Michael,"Nope, the girl that is secretly living in my room does, I'm surprised you haven't met her yet."
Michael and I continued are small talk until Lilly came in the car, giving us treacherous looks due to our conversation about Baywatch. I asked Lilly what her idea was, but she said that she and I would go over the details at and I'm quoting Lilly here,"the sleepover at which I hope no shirtless sex crazed boys stalk the premise at which he resides because of his libidnous fascinations with someones friend trying to scare them away with their chest." Not that I understood a word Lilly just said. Maybe she just dissed Michael or something because he is sitting there looking sullen as can be, but he continues to look hotter that I can withstand so I turn my head and giggle. Lilly gives me a confused look and suddenly she speaks,"Ah, I see subject two returns shirtless brothers ardor." So did Lilly just diss me too or something? Note to self, expand ones vocabulary. Well, that's a start, I said one instead of my.
When I got to school there was an emergency assembly due to someone tampering with the school's clocks. Apparently someone had changed the clock in the auditorium on Thursday causing the weekly detention group to get out ten minutes early. Not that I care about missing class oh I'm so upset about missing algebra time, not. Not that I won't get homework from Mr.G. Yup, there he goes to the podium, he speaks,"Anyone in first period algebra, since you have to miss class, you have to do problems 1-8 in your text book on page 652." I'll finish though, I can get Michael to help me do it G&T. I love it when Michael helps me in G&T, sure it's a little hard for me to learn, but that is a small price to pay to get to have alone time with the object of one's affections. When Michael tutors me, i love it when our knees brush together. Sometimes, I'd like to think that Michael does this on purpose, hey I can dream can't I?
Next class is World Civ. This is unfortunate because my table is across from Lana's table. You see in World Civ we do not have desks we have tables. Anyhow, last week the whole class laughed at me because Lana went up to me and said,"Hey Thermopolis, like technology? Ever heard of a hairbrush?" Due to my "fear of confrontation", I fled from the room. Earing a new nickname, the hare. You know from that story the tortoise and the hare, only I thingk it's supposed to be the hair. Not that I really give a damn. You know, I really don't think Mr.G fills my mother in on what happens in school every day, because if she did I would be home schooled right now. My mom said that not being home schooled is a blessing in disguise. In Indiana, my grandma home schooled my mom. Well, see mom is not even five-percent as crazy as her mother is. I swear, both of my grandmothers were ressurected from hell. My grandma Thermopolis has a fake cell phone that she talks into when she is driving because she thinks it make her seem hip, God, I mean talk about a need for a psychiatrist.
Michael's POV
What a day. My stupid big-mouthed sister nearly blurted out the fact that I have a huge crush on her best friend. Lilly doesn't know this, she just said this because she was mad at me this morning because I actually agreed to help her with whatever half-ass plan she has cooked up to set up funding for her show. I think that Lilly didn't really want my help, but you know, it was that or a computer club meeting. And well, due to Judith's excessive need to hit on me lately, I'd do anything to ditch a computer club meeting. You can't really blame me, I have my sanity in best interest.
So your like, what's with this whole Judith thing? I know for a fact that Judith has "a little" crush on me. When I went to go to an emergency computer club meeting this morning, I heard Judith and Beth (the secretary) talking in hushed voices about how Judith thought that I was cute. I'm really really scared. So I leaned forward to see if they'd say anymore and they started talking about my chest. Okay, eww. So I pretended to talk to this one kid that was next to me and was like,"Have you seen Judith?" Then, Judith called from the room,"I'm in here Michael." Yeah, I'm scared to death.
So I sat through that whole computer club meeting knowing Judith Gershner has the hots for me. Every time she even said my name, I jumped a thousand miles. It scared me so bad that I called Kenny Mia. Kenny freaked out and was like,"Where's the pot Michael?" It's getting so bad I'm starting to talk like Josh Richter, I mean, like is becoming a main word in my vocabulary. I'm on a stupidity overload!!!
After the meeting Paul seemed generally concerned. So I filled him in on what was up. I swear the man was no help what so ever. He started howling with laughter. And making cracks like,"I bet Judith called that emergency meeting to look at you Michael," or,"Michael will you take your shirt off for me?" So I said,"Cut it out man, this is serious." Paul advised me to"Chill, it's just it silly little girl crush she'll get over it." Ha, that's what he thinks.
The rest of the day went all right. I helped Mia finish her algebra homework in G&T. Can you believe I consider algebra fun? Need to know how to solve the Fibinocci sequance? I'm your man. Well, Mia's spending the night, that's a good thing.
Mia's POV
Finally, I'm at the Moscovitz's apartment. Lilly filled me on her plan, it seemed kinda' lame, but you know Lilly. It will probably work out in the long run. Lilly, Tina, Dave, Boris, Michael, and I are going to run a car wash at the TCF bank on 7th street. Now, I sort of love this plan because it is pretty warm here and let's say it's get warm enough for other people to take there shirt off, man that makes me happy. I am so glad that Michael agreed to help Lilly with the carwash.
The rest of the night Lilly, Michael, and I spent watching all the Indiana Jones movies in a row. For some reason I feel that I like the second one better than than the first one. Michael concurs, you see, my vocabulary is expanding before my eyes. Maybe, my life doesn't suck so bad after all.
End of Chapter One
A/N: Just to let you know the whole story will only be two parts. I would make it more, but I have another idea for a different fic. Chapter two of the story will be better than chapter one, so read and review.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the Princess Diaries, Meg Cabot does. I also do not own the song Sugar Sugar by The Archies. I wish that I owned the books, not Sugar Sugar because then I'd be singing about girls, not that there's anything wrong with that. Okay, I just don't own it, better?
Chapter One: In the Long Run
Mia's POV
I woke up this morning and it was like any other day, I was a hideous flat-chasted freshmen with hair shaped like a triangle. Oh yeah, and that whole princess thing. Well, my hair is not sticking out as badly as it was yesterday, does that count for anything? I had to rush this morning since I had to pick up Lilly and Michael so early. Lilly has this whole dumb thing planned to raise money so that she can set up some funding for her show. Suprisingly, Michael has agreed to help her with whatever gimmick she has conjered up so it can't be half bad, it's worse!!! Just kidding, I trust Michael's judgement based on his good looks. I figure, I know three hot guys, two of which are complete jerks. Now I ask you, do really think that if there is some type of God that three thirds or one whole of these guys are bearers of invisible dunce caps? I surely hope not or hell has frozen over as we know it.
When I got to the Moscovitz household Michael came rushing outside, with his school shirt half open revealing his chest, can you believe my good fortune. For the study of future generations genious best friend=hot older brother. Okay, not really, Judith Gershner's older brother looks like Pee Wee Herman got hit with a truck, and Judith, well, Judith clones fruit flies in her bedroom. I bet that she cloned that fly just to impress Michael. And really who can blame her? If I knew that it would impress Michael, I would have tried doing it knowing that in the long run I would probably succeed in wiping out all the flies from the earth's surface. As I was saying Michael came out almost shirtless.
I said,"Hey Michael, what is this, Baywatch?(Iwish)"
Michael said,"Yes it is I David Hasselhoff."
Me,"You watch Baywatch huh Moscovitz?"
Michael,"Nope, the girl that is secretly living in my room does, I'm surprised you haven't met her yet."
Michael and I continued are small talk until Lilly came in the car, giving us treacherous looks due to our conversation about Baywatch. I asked Lilly what her idea was, but she said that she and I would go over the details at and I'm quoting Lilly here,"the sleepover at which I hope no shirtless sex crazed boys stalk the premise at which he resides because of his libidnous fascinations with someones friend trying to scare them away with their chest." Not that I understood a word Lilly just said. Maybe she just dissed Michael or something because he is sitting there looking sullen as can be, but he continues to look hotter that I can withstand so I turn my head and giggle. Lilly gives me a confused look and suddenly she speaks,"Ah, I see subject two returns shirtless brothers ardor." So did Lilly just diss me too or something? Note to self, expand ones vocabulary. Well, that's a start, I said one instead of my.
When I got to school there was an emergency assembly due to someone tampering with the school's clocks. Apparently someone had changed the clock in the auditorium on Thursday causing the weekly detention group to get out ten minutes early. Not that I care about missing class oh I'm so upset about missing algebra time, not. Not that I won't get homework from Mr.G. Yup, there he goes to the podium, he speaks,"Anyone in first period algebra, since you have to miss class, you have to do problems 1-8 in your text book on page 652." I'll finish though, I can get Michael to help me do it G&T. I love it when Michael helps me in G&T, sure it's a little hard for me to learn, but that is a small price to pay to get to have alone time with the object of one's affections. When Michael tutors me, i love it when our knees brush together. Sometimes, I'd like to think that Michael does this on purpose, hey I can dream can't I?
Next class is World Civ. This is unfortunate because my table is across from Lana's table. You see in World Civ we do not have desks we have tables. Anyhow, last week the whole class laughed at me because Lana went up to me and said,"Hey Thermopolis, like technology? Ever heard of a hairbrush?" Due to my "fear of confrontation", I fled from the room. Earing a new nickname, the hare. You know from that story the tortoise and the hare, only I thingk it's supposed to be the hair. Not that I really give a damn. You know, I really don't think Mr.G fills my mother in on what happens in school every day, because if she did I would be home schooled right now. My mom said that not being home schooled is a blessing in disguise. In Indiana, my grandma home schooled my mom. Well, see mom is not even five-percent as crazy as her mother is. I swear, both of my grandmothers were ressurected from hell. My grandma Thermopolis has a fake cell phone that she talks into when she is driving because she thinks it make her seem hip, God, I mean talk about a need for a psychiatrist.
Michael's POV
What a day. My stupid big-mouthed sister nearly blurted out the fact that I have a huge crush on her best friend. Lilly doesn't know this, she just said this because she was mad at me this morning because I actually agreed to help her with whatever half-ass plan she has cooked up to set up funding for her show. I think that Lilly didn't really want my help, but you know, it was that or a computer club meeting. And well, due to Judith's excessive need to hit on me lately, I'd do anything to ditch a computer club meeting. You can't really blame me, I have my sanity in best interest.
So your like, what's with this whole Judith thing? I know for a fact that Judith has "a little" crush on me. When I went to go to an emergency computer club meeting this morning, I heard Judith and Beth (the secretary) talking in hushed voices about how Judith thought that I was cute. I'm really really scared. So I leaned forward to see if they'd say anymore and they started talking about my chest. Okay, eww. So I pretended to talk to this one kid that was next to me and was like,"Have you seen Judith?" Then, Judith called from the room,"I'm in here Michael." Yeah, I'm scared to death.
So I sat through that whole computer club meeting knowing Judith Gershner has the hots for me. Every time she even said my name, I jumped a thousand miles. It scared me so bad that I called Kenny Mia. Kenny freaked out and was like,"Where's the pot Michael?" It's getting so bad I'm starting to talk like Josh Richter, I mean, like is becoming a main word in my vocabulary. I'm on a stupidity overload!!!
After the meeting Paul seemed generally concerned. So I filled him in on what was up. I swear the man was no help what so ever. He started howling with laughter. And making cracks like,"I bet Judith called that emergency meeting to look at you Michael," or,"Michael will you take your shirt off for me?" So I said,"Cut it out man, this is serious." Paul advised me to"Chill, it's just it silly little girl crush she'll get over it." Ha, that's what he thinks.
The rest of the day went all right. I helped Mia finish her algebra homework in G&T. Can you believe I consider algebra fun? Need to know how to solve the Fibinocci sequance? I'm your man. Well, Mia's spending the night, that's a good thing.
Mia's POV
Finally, I'm at the Moscovitz's apartment. Lilly filled me on her plan, it seemed kinda' lame, but you know Lilly. It will probably work out in the long run. Lilly, Tina, Dave, Boris, Michael, and I are going to run a car wash at the TCF bank on 7th street. Now, I sort of love this plan because it is pretty warm here and let's say it's get warm enough for other people to take there shirt off, man that makes me happy. I am so glad that Michael agreed to help Lilly with the carwash.
The rest of the night Lilly, Michael, and I spent watching all the Indiana Jones movies in a row. For some reason I feel that I like the second one better than than the first one. Michael concurs, you see, my vocabulary is expanding before my eyes. Maybe, my life doesn't suck so bad after all.
End of Chapter One
A/N: Just to let you know the whole story will only be two parts. I would make it more, but I have another idea for a different fic. Chapter two of the story will be better than chapter one, so read and review.