I don't own any of these characters. Really, I don't. I swear. (I forgot to
put that in chapter two!)
Sorry but this one is really really long! Enjoy! MIA
I woke up in a strange place. I was in a very much un-kept bed in a room I barely recognized. It wasn't until I tried to get up that I realized where I was. I put my feet over the edge of the bed and stepped on Michael. "Oops, sorry Michael."
"It's okay. What time is it?" he asked.
"Oh my gosh! It's one o'clock! Crap, Grandmere is gonna flip out. I was supposed to be at the Plaza by ten so we could go shopping for my winter wardrobe!"
I started running around trying to find my sneakers in the mess that he called a room. I realized that I was scantily clad. Very un- princesslike. I was only wearing a tank top and a pair of Michael's boxer shorts. "Close your eyes," I ordered.
"You're gonna get this royalty thing down in no time," he teased.
"Michael!" Lilly screamed.
"Go hide in my closet," he instructed me.
Lilly opened the door just as I shut the closet. A box of magazines fell on me. I had to hold back the laughter. How does this boy get a box full of porn? He definitely doesn't look like the type who would be looking at naked women in a magazine. Not that he's the type that would look at naked men...errr, you know what I mean here don't you?
"What is it?" he asked, pretending to be groggy.
"Where is Mia? Her mother just called here all worried. She was supposed to meet her grandmother for something this morning."
"Didn't you say that she left last night?" he asked, playing stupid.
"Yeah, but I figured she'd come back at some point in the night. Did you hear her come in at all?"
"No, sorry Lil. I don't really keep track of your little friends."
Gee, thanks Michael.
"Do you think something could have happened to her? I mean, it wasn't too late that she left but still....do you think someone could have killed her or- or kidnapped her?"
"Lil, come on seriously. Who would want to kidnap her? Or kill her for that matter. She didn't have any money and her mom couldn't pay any ransom. She's just a flat chested fifteen year old girl. So seriously, think about it."
Once again, thanks Michael.
"I-I guess so. I'm gonna go over to the loft. I'll see ya later."
"You are free," he said, knocking on the closet door.
"Her little friend?" I asked mockingly. I gave him a little shove. "Flat chested? I suppose I am not like these girls in your magazines," I teased, tossing his porn at him.
His cheeks reddened. Mine immediately did the same. I mean, I figured most boys looked at this junk, but I never thought Michael Moscovitz would. "Th-Those aren't mine."
"Yeah right." I didn't know why, but it seemed so easy to talk to him. "But the question is now, what the hell am I going to say?"
"I already know that answer."
"Be my guest."
"You are going to say that you came into the apartment pretty late and slept on the couch. When you heard Lilly waking up you ran out again."
I gave him a hug, "You, my big friend, are a genius." I couldn't help but notice how he smelt nicely of soap.
As I was walking out the front door he came up behind me. "Mia?"
"Yeah?"
"I didn't mean that thing about you were her 'little friend' or that you are flat chested. You have a very nice chest."
"Glad to see you noticed," I said with a laugh. I knew he wasn't flirting. Michael didn't seem like the type to flirt.
MICHAEL:
She hugged me, and sadly that is the most contact I have ever come to with a woman. Sad no? Her hair smelt really nice though, but I couldn't hold the hug long enough to figure out what it smelt like.
"So what are you doing today?" she asked as she changed into her blouse from last night.
"I don't know. Maybe some homework. I've got some college stuff to do. You?"
"I have to go do damage control with Grandmere. Tonight Lilly is going out with Boris-"
"That freshman with the swea-"
"-ter tucking problem!" she said with me. We burst out in laughter.
"I guess Lilly sure knows how to pick 'em."
"Yeah. Well, thanks for everything last night."
"Hey, they are showing Return of the Jedi tonight, did you wanna go to that maybe?"
She smiled a little. "That'd be nice. Sure. My treat this time. Oh, and I have a feeling that Lars is gonna have to come too."
"Is that your boyfriend?" I asked. What is with the foreign named guys and my sister's friends?
"No. He is my body guard. After last I have a feeling Dad is gonna make me bring him everywhere."
"Oh, fine then. That's cool. I'll see you around nine?"
"Sure, I'll come by here."
I felt bad about calling her Lilly's little friend and that she had a flat chest. I'm sure she has enough going on in her life than to be worried about those kinds of things, but I still felt bad. I followed her to the front door.
"Hey Mia!"
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry about that whole calling you Lilly's little friend, and saying you were flat chested. You aren't." I hadn't really noticed before, but she had a nice chest. Not too big, but that wasn't my style.
"Glad you noticed," she teased. She said this with a sparkle in her eye. If I didn't know better I would think she was flirting. But she didn't seem to be the type to flirt. At least I didn't think so.
I spent the day playing on my guitar, filling out the early decision application to Columbia, and playing on my computer. Before I knew it, it was nine o'clock and a knock came to my door.
I had just gotten out of the shower and only had my jeans on. "Hey Thermopolis. Give me a second, okay?"
Sure, she said with a shade of crimson appearing on her face.
"So, what happened with Grandmere?" I asked.
"Oh lordy, I don't even wanna go there. But since you are keeping my secrets I'll tell you."
She went on to describe a horrific tale. Okay, I'm being over dramatic there a touch. But still, she almost was shaking by the time she finished it.
"She made me try on a fur coat! Why the hell would I ever want to wear one of those I ask? Why! I mean, killing a poor animal for clothes? At least she didn't make me get it though...where would I wear it anyways? School?"
We walked down to a pizza shop and sat down. "Hey, relax. By the way, where is Lars?"
She didn't turn around, "See the guy reading the foreign newspaper, about two booths down? That's him."
"He's good at hiding himself at least."
"He's pretty cool I guess."
We finished the pizza pretty early so we decided to go for a long walk around the city before we got to the dollar theater. Along the way we saw Lilly and Boris. "What the hell are you doing with him?" she demanded.
I expected Mia's face to start shaking. I've seen her when Lilly goes off on her. Usually she starts shaking and apologizing. "We're going to a movie."
Lilly was a little shocked. "He's my brother."
"And my friend," Mia replied. "What
"Uh, well, it seems like you guys are awfully datey," Lilly responded.
"Oh Lilly stuff it already. We're going to see a movie, not a big deal. It's not a date. We are just two big losers with no one else to hang out with," I said with a slight laugh. I could tell Mia was about to start breaking down.
Lilly made a pug face. "What is going on Mia? What happened last night?"
"I was on the couch. That's all. I fell asleep on the couch and I didn't want to see you this morning."
A revelation came to Lilly then. "Why did you guys decide to see a movie? When?"
"Online. Now, if the interrogation is over we are on our way to a movie."
She gave up. I can't believe it. She actually gave up.
Things were quiet for a little while after that. We kind of just walked to the theater and bought our tickets. Lars had to buy one too. "Hey, did you need help with your Algebra?" I asked to cut the silence. "Let's not talk about algebra, okay?"
"I was only offering my tutelage."
She laughed, "You said tutelage!" she thought it was hilarious. I guess it kind of is, in an immature way, but then again we are teenagers I reminded myself.
"Well?"
"Only if you don't fart," she replied with a smirk.
"I can't promise that," I replied.
"Thanks Moscovitz."
"No problem Thermopolis."
Sorry but this one is really really long! Enjoy! MIA
I woke up in a strange place. I was in a very much un-kept bed in a room I barely recognized. It wasn't until I tried to get up that I realized where I was. I put my feet over the edge of the bed and stepped on Michael. "Oops, sorry Michael."
"It's okay. What time is it?" he asked.
"Oh my gosh! It's one o'clock! Crap, Grandmere is gonna flip out. I was supposed to be at the Plaza by ten so we could go shopping for my winter wardrobe!"
I started running around trying to find my sneakers in the mess that he called a room. I realized that I was scantily clad. Very un- princesslike. I was only wearing a tank top and a pair of Michael's boxer shorts. "Close your eyes," I ordered.
"You're gonna get this royalty thing down in no time," he teased.
"Michael!" Lilly screamed.
"Go hide in my closet," he instructed me.
Lilly opened the door just as I shut the closet. A box of magazines fell on me. I had to hold back the laughter. How does this boy get a box full of porn? He definitely doesn't look like the type who would be looking at naked women in a magazine. Not that he's the type that would look at naked men...errr, you know what I mean here don't you?
"What is it?" he asked, pretending to be groggy.
"Where is Mia? Her mother just called here all worried. She was supposed to meet her grandmother for something this morning."
"Didn't you say that she left last night?" he asked, playing stupid.
"Yeah, but I figured she'd come back at some point in the night. Did you hear her come in at all?"
"No, sorry Lil. I don't really keep track of your little friends."
Gee, thanks Michael.
"Do you think something could have happened to her? I mean, it wasn't too late that she left but still....do you think someone could have killed her or- or kidnapped her?"
"Lil, come on seriously. Who would want to kidnap her? Or kill her for that matter. She didn't have any money and her mom couldn't pay any ransom. She's just a flat chested fifteen year old girl. So seriously, think about it."
Once again, thanks Michael.
"I-I guess so. I'm gonna go over to the loft. I'll see ya later."
"You are free," he said, knocking on the closet door.
"Her little friend?" I asked mockingly. I gave him a little shove. "Flat chested? I suppose I am not like these girls in your magazines," I teased, tossing his porn at him.
His cheeks reddened. Mine immediately did the same. I mean, I figured most boys looked at this junk, but I never thought Michael Moscovitz would. "Th-Those aren't mine."
"Yeah right." I didn't know why, but it seemed so easy to talk to him. "But the question is now, what the hell am I going to say?"
"I already know that answer."
"Be my guest."
"You are going to say that you came into the apartment pretty late and slept on the couch. When you heard Lilly waking up you ran out again."
I gave him a hug, "You, my big friend, are a genius." I couldn't help but notice how he smelt nicely of soap.
As I was walking out the front door he came up behind me. "Mia?"
"Yeah?"
"I didn't mean that thing about you were her 'little friend' or that you are flat chested. You have a very nice chest."
"Glad to see you noticed," I said with a laugh. I knew he wasn't flirting. Michael didn't seem like the type to flirt.
MICHAEL:
She hugged me, and sadly that is the most contact I have ever come to with a woman. Sad no? Her hair smelt really nice though, but I couldn't hold the hug long enough to figure out what it smelt like.
"So what are you doing today?" she asked as she changed into her blouse from last night.
"I don't know. Maybe some homework. I've got some college stuff to do. You?"
"I have to go do damage control with Grandmere. Tonight Lilly is going out with Boris-"
"That freshman with the swea-"
"-ter tucking problem!" she said with me. We burst out in laughter.
"I guess Lilly sure knows how to pick 'em."
"Yeah. Well, thanks for everything last night."
"Hey, they are showing Return of the Jedi tonight, did you wanna go to that maybe?"
She smiled a little. "That'd be nice. Sure. My treat this time. Oh, and I have a feeling that Lars is gonna have to come too."
"Is that your boyfriend?" I asked. What is with the foreign named guys and my sister's friends?
"No. He is my body guard. After last I have a feeling Dad is gonna make me bring him everywhere."
"Oh, fine then. That's cool. I'll see you around nine?"
"Sure, I'll come by here."
I felt bad about calling her Lilly's little friend and that she had a flat chest. I'm sure she has enough going on in her life than to be worried about those kinds of things, but I still felt bad. I followed her to the front door.
"Hey Mia!"
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry about that whole calling you Lilly's little friend, and saying you were flat chested. You aren't." I hadn't really noticed before, but she had a nice chest. Not too big, but that wasn't my style.
"Glad you noticed," she teased. She said this with a sparkle in her eye. If I didn't know better I would think she was flirting. But she didn't seem to be the type to flirt. At least I didn't think so.
I spent the day playing on my guitar, filling out the early decision application to Columbia, and playing on my computer. Before I knew it, it was nine o'clock and a knock came to my door.
I had just gotten out of the shower and only had my jeans on. "Hey Thermopolis. Give me a second, okay?"
Sure, she said with a shade of crimson appearing on her face.
"So, what happened with Grandmere?" I asked.
"Oh lordy, I don't even wanna go there. But since you are keeping my secrets I'll tell you."
She went on to describe a horrific tale. Okay, I'm being over dramatic there a touch. But still, she almost was shaking by the time she finished it.
"She made me try on a fur coat! Why the hell would I ever want to wear one of those I ask? Why! I mean, killing a poor animal for clothes? At least she didn't make me get it though...where would I wear it anyways? School?"
We walked down to a pizza shop and sat down. "Hey, relax. By the way, where is Lars?"
She didn't turn around, "See the guy reading the foreign newspaper, about two booths down? That's him."
"He's good at hiding himself at least."
"He's pretty cool I guess."
We finished the pizza pretty early so we decided to go for a long walk around the city before we got to the dollar theater. Along the way we saw Lilly and Boris. "What the hell are you doing with him?" she demanded.
I expected Mia's face to start shaking. I've seen her when Lilly goes off on her. Usually she starts shaking and apologizing. "We're going to a movie."
Lilly was a little shocked. "He's my brother."
"And my friend," Mia replied. "What
"Uh, well, it seems like you guys are awfully datey," Lilly responded.
"Oh Lilly stuff it already. We're going to see a movie, not a big deal. It's not a date. We are just two big losers with no one else to hang out with," I said with a slight laugh. I could tell Mia was about to start breaking down.
Lilly made a pug face. "What is going on Mia? What happened last night?"
"I was on the couch. That's all. I fell asleep on the couch and I didn't want to see you this morning."
A revelation came to Lilly then. "Why did you guys decide to see a movie? When?"
"Online. Now, if the interrogation is over we are on our way to a movie."
She gave up. I can't believe it. She actually gave up.
Things were quiet for a little while after that. We kind of just walked to the theater and bought our tickets. Lars had to buy one too. "Hey, did you need help with your Algebra?" I asked to cut the silence. "Let's not talk about algebra, okay?"
"I was only offering my tutelage."
She laughed, "You said tutelage!" she thought it was hilarious. I guess it kind of is, in an immature way, but then again we are teenagers I reminded myself.
"Well?"
"Only if you don't fart," she replied with a smirk.
"I can't promise that," I replied.
"Thanks Moscovitz."
"No problem Thermopolis."
