Sunday- Bedroom

7 hours till date! Even though I know my mom lets me go out with him, I did the same old asking her in the morning routine. She is always sleepy, tired, and doesn't have a clue in the morning. I do this just to be sure. Last time I did this, mom said I could go in sleepy talk and then I told Michael I could go out with him. After school I found out I had to go to the Black and White Ball instead. That cant happen now though because my princess duties are on hold for the summer! Here a conversation with my mom: (8:00 a.m.)

Me: hi mom

Mom: arugh

Me: Can I go out with Michael tonight?

Mom: Sure, sure ughar (snore)

This was the response I was hoping for. Unfortunately it wasn't that easy. Here is the real conversation.

Me: Hi mom

Mom: arguh (same)

Me: Can I go out with Michael tonight?

Mom: Sure...(I start to walk out)...WAIT! Where are you going?

Me: I'm just gonna listen to his band and then we are going for dinner.

Mom: Ok...(start to walk out again)...but what if I have an early delivery!

Me: Mom, what are the chances! Anyway, just call Michaels cell phone if something comes up.

Mom: I guess so...you can go.

Me: thanks so much! (Finally walk out of room)

Wow! Raging Hormones. That was weird...she is never fully awake in the morning. The baby must have kicked her stomach when it heard I was going to get the easy way out. The sibling rivalry has already begun.

6 hours, 30 minutes, 28 seconds until my date!

Sunday- The Loft - Midnight

OMG! It was great and horrible at the same time. My date I mean. I spent practically six hours preparing for the night. I guess it paid off because Michael said I looked gorgeous and then he kissed me. His new band ROCKS! They are called Linux. That was the amazing part. Once his band was finished and they had packed up, we started to talk about everything...school, people, the news. Then Michaels cell rang. He said it was my mom. I told her everything was fine and that Lars (my bodyguard...Grandmere insists I need one) would take care of me. She said ok and then hung up. We started to talk again and everything was going good until we sat down in the Pizza Palace when the phone rang...again. This time it was Grandmere! She said she called our apartment and mom said she could reach me here. (Thanks Mom) She called to tell me about the things happening in Genovia which are too boring to even write down. Then another weird thing happened, Grandmere said sorry for interrupting your dinner! Wow! She apologized! We hung up after that. I told Michael I am sorry and he said it was ok. The rest of the night was pretty good. We got back into the limo and I was surprised when Michael pulled me closer to him and began to kiss me. Soon we started to. (Lars was up front) Unfortunately, this amazing moment was disturbed when guess what...the cell rang. It was mom again. Me: Mom, I am on a date here!

Mom: I am sorry, but I am lonely! (Her husband, my old algebra teacher, is away with some kind of work thing and my mom is at home alone)

Me: Mom, don't be. I will be there soon and in the meantime play with fat louie. By the way, you are never alone now.

Mom: What does that mean?

Me: You have the baby.

Mom: I guess so. Bye.

The rest of the night was ring free.