Here is chapter 8. I'm so glad someone decided to reveiw. I am not sad and lonely anymore.

Disclaimer: Okay, so none of the characters belong to me. (I wish they did) but they are the property of Meg Cabot. So don't sue. I am sixteen years old and live in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan Canada, I have no money. Please don't sue. *Cringes back in fear.*

Chapter 8: Another Crazy day

July 11th- 10:22 am

I just woke up. Michael is still sleeping, but Lily is awake. She is not in my room anymore, she must be in the house somewhere. I think it is going to be another crazy day. I don't know why, I just have this feeling. Like something is going to happen. And Lily was crying again last night, I hope shes okay. I better go find her. We need to talk. About what we are going to do when they don't find her parents. Wait-I'm getting carried away, they have only been missing from June 29 so they will be found. Especially with the whole Genovian National Gaurd out looking for clues and looking for them. I mean what could possibly go wrong. I mean this city is only so big, and they have the rest of the summer, right? I mean they will find them. Right? I hope nothing goes wrong today, this feeling just won't go away.

July 11th- later, New York City Hospital

OMG! OMG! Lily got hit with a car, she is a coma. What are we going to do? My BEST FRIEND is in a COMA. What is going to happen now? I knew I had a bad feeling about today. Okay, so here is what happened. Me and Lily and Michael were coming back from their apartment to pick up a few things. We were crossing the street to go back to the limo when Lily realised that she had forgotten something in her room. So she went back. When she was crossing the street after she had got what she needed(turns out it was her video camera). Anyway, this car came speeding out of nowhere and hit her. Somebody hit my best friend!! She'll be okay though. She has to be. But it was weird. That guy that hit her, I am sure I recognize him from somewhere. But I don't know where, I have to go and think, I need to figure out where I know that guy from.

Same place- a little later

OMG! OMG! I know where I know that guy from! And it is not sounding too good. You know that guy that Lily was talking to in that Dollar Store in Genovia? The one she said was flirting with her? It was him! It was him! They know. They must know that Lily told, I mean, why else would they hit her? I told Michael that and he got this shocked look on his face. He looked worried. They know! They know that she told me! This is not looking good for Lily or the Dr. Moscovitz'. The Police are holding this guy down at the Police Station overnight for questioning. I need to go there. We need to go there. Have someone follow him when they let him go in the morning. Maybe then we can find Lily's parents. We need to get going. We're going to the Police Station.

July 12th- Police Station- 10:15 am

I just woke up. Michael and I are still in the limo outside of the Police Station. Lars says that they have not let him go yet. Can't they just let him go already? We need to follow him. We need to know where they are hiding Lily's parents and we are doing so by following him to where he goes. I will follow him day and night until I figure out where they are hiding Lily's parents. I know it is not the brightest idea to go following around strange people who may have kidnapped your best friends parents and are threatning to kill them, but what else can I do? It's not like I can talk to Lily, because the stupid guy put her in a coma!!! Lily!! I'm so worried. I want to cry. I think Michael wants to cry too, but I have a feeling he won't let the tears come out. While I will, I'm going to cry now.

10:30 am- July 12th- still outside the Police Station

They haven't let him go yet. Can't they just let him go and get it over with? We need to follow him. Anyway, I just burst out crying like I have been doing a lot this summer and Michael just held me. He didn't ask what was wrong, he didn't try to comfort me, probably because he was feeling the same pain, and he just held me. I thank him for that. Most people would just try to comfort me and tell me "It's gonna be okay." How do I know it is going to be okay? Just look at the facts. I am a 15 year old, Princess, that has size 10 feet and no breasts, on top of that, my mom is married to my algebra teacher and had his baby, my best friend and boyfriends parents have been kidnapped because of the fact that I am a princess and my best friend was just recently hit by a car and is in a coma because of me being a princess. Now do you want to tell me everything is going to be okay. My life will never return to normal. It will never ever be like it was before I found out I was a princess and my mom started dating my algebra teacher. If you want to tell me it is all going to be okay, just go ahead, but trust me I am not going to believe you.