And then she lightly touched my lips with her own. Then she looked back at
her feet."I-I should go to Tina's. But, um, congratulations, and thanks,"
she stammered. It was like that first night she'd been in my room all those
months ago. She had that deer in headlights look.
"For? The ki-"
"You know, getting me away from that party and everything." She was still holding my hands.
"You know I'd do anything for you Mia. Anything," I said, raising her chin up with my hand. My heart was beating out of my chest. I just wanted to know what the hell was going on
She offered a slight smile. "Thank YOU for a lovely night," I managed. I thought it was for the best she left. It definitely was. We couldn't do anything else. It'd spoil us. I didn't want that. I wanted her to be my best friend.
That's the biggest lie I have ever told.
MIA:
What the hell was going on? How did everything change so quickly? The entire ride to Tina's was nerve wracking. What the hell did my dad say to Michael? Was it good? Errr, I hate being a princess! I didn't want things to change with Michael, did I? I couldn't fall for him. I just couldn't. He was my friend. But that kiss....short but sweet....he has soft lips....
"Oh Lilly!" I said sympathetically. I had changed into pajamas in the limo. I pushed all thoughts of Michael aside. I felt bad though...he was all alone. He most likely wouldn't be thinking about this anyways. It isn't a big deal to a guy...
"Mia, what is this on the television?" she asked accusingly, interrupting my ongoing thoughts (okay, so all thoughts did NOT get pushed aside).
"Lilly, it's not something I really wanna discuss. What happened at the dance?"
"Mia, they're saying you are a princess..."
"I know."
"Where are they getting that from?" she asked.
I sighed. "Lilly, I am the Princess of Genovia."
She fell onto a chair, mouth wide open. "Get out! Get out! No way!"
Tina came in quietly. "Guys we have to be quiet. My mom and dad are asleep."
"Mia is a princess!" Lilly announced.
Tina jumped up and down and squealed. "Wait, what does this mean?" she asked. "Are you gonna stay at AEHS?"
I rolled my eyes by mistake. "I guess so..."
"So this is why you've been away after school everyday- wait, does Michael know? I-"she started. She stared at the TV screen. I looked over at it. It was a still of when Michael and I almost kissed. Key word there, almost.
"MIA!"
"I-It's not what it looks like!" I exclaimed. How did someone get that shot? Where could I get a copy?
"Uh, obviously it is! Good catch Mia! He's hot!" Tina exclaimed.
Lilly glared at her. "Why have you been lying to us?" Lilly demanded
"No, really, Lilly, it's not what you think. We were just hugging. He was congratulating me on doing well at the dinner. I swear. We didn't even hug if that makes you feel any better. You called then."
"He knew?" she asked.
Oh crap.
"Yes, but it was by mistake. I- I told him back in September totally by mistake. Totally."
"He's known for the past two and a half months?" she asked. I felt bad because Tina didn't get any of this. She was too excited about me being a princess to care about anything else. Well, other than thinking I hooked up with Michael.
"I guess so. Look, Lilly I promise nothing happened and nothing ever will." I felt like someone was punching me in the stomach when I said that. I wanted something to. I had never admitted it to myself before but there it was. I liked Michael Moscovitz. He was everything a girl would want. And I never admitted it before, but I liked having his attention. I liked our inside jokes. I liked holding his hand. I liked wearing his sweatshirts when I was cold. But I couldn't have that. I couldn't. Could I?
"Are you sure?" she asked skeptically.
"Promise."
"Okay, so tell us all about this princess business!"
"Well, you know my dad is a politician in a small country in Europe."
"I'd say he was a politician!"
"But it turns out that he is actually the crown prince of the country. Since he had testicular cancer last year he is sterile-"
"Whipping out the medical terms are we Mia?" Tina said with a giggle.
"So therefore I am the only one to take over the throne when he dies."
"Isn't that a little...creepy? Knowing that you will get the big job when your dad croaks?" Lilly asked.
I shrugged. I hadn't thought of that. Now I REALLY didn't want to be the leader of this country! "Well, yes. But it's how everything is done."
"Mia?" Lilly said softly.
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry about what I always say about monarchies."
"It's not your fault you are a belligerent fool," I replied, using a Michael term.
They could tell I didn't want to talk about the princess business, and I couldn't talk about the Michael business because of Lilly, so we joked around about movie stars and watched a Tracy Gold lifetime movie. What an amazing actress.
As we layed down on the floor to go to sleep Lilly turned to me, "Hey, do you think you could get me with Prince Harry? I mean, I know I always say I hate monarchies, but since I am friends with a future queen I might as well rub elbows with the royals-"
"Lilly,"
"Yeah."
"Shut up."
I was glad she was okay with all of this though, and wasn't thinking about Boris.
MICHAEL:
I was shaking after she left. No one has ever had this effect on me. Get a hold of yourself Moscovitz. You were just fine, happy even, before she came into the picture. You can be happy without her. Another lie....
Mia avoided me for awhile. Just as I fall for the perfect girl she loses any interest she had in me. Even a platonic interest. Great. Just great. I ruined it all. She didn't want to be kissed by me. Why would she? She knows just about everything there is to know about me. I'm such an ass! But wait, she kissed me didn't she?
I asked her a few times if she wanted to go skating or to see a movie; or to just come over and watch a movie with me, but she said no. What the hell is wrong with this picture? Why I am in love with Mia Thermopolis: her cute expressions the way she smiles at me our secret smiles that no one else understands she's funny she's caring she loves animals she likes all kinds of music b/c of how she holds my hand how she feels so nice laying on my chest her inability to say the word penis her willingness to learn new things how she likes to do crazy things she loves Star Wars I can tell her anything She can tell me anything Because she is just Mia to me.
Why I should not love Mia Thermopolis:
n/a
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ MIA:
That one night changed everything, for the best and for the worst. I no longer had time to see Michael. Even when he asked me to go with him I couldn't. Besides, he didn't like me like that. He would have said something to me, right? He only asked me to do things we had done while we were friends; nothing new there. I kissed him, he had every opportunity to deepen the kiss and he didn't. I even gave the non verbal OK in his bedroom. His bedroom! Wouldn't that have been a good spot for our first French kiss? Right where we became friends?
Reasons to Love Michael Moscovitz: he's a genius he's funny he is patient he teaches me so much! He smells like soap He has the most gorgeous brown eyes Is trustworthy Willing to do goofy things Willing to watch movies he hates He has soft lips that are practically inviting me to kiss him He can tell me anything I can tell him anything He makes me smile... This list can go on forever!!!!!! Reasons not to Love Michael: Because I'm a damn princess
The press was following my every move now. They were interested in who Michael, the boy I was pictured with in a compromising position with, was. He was mine! Okay, well, he wasn't mine, but he felt like it. I didn't want the whole world to know about him. He was like my secret; my diamond in the rough.
He didn't try kissing me again; then again I never gave him a chance to do so. I was still sorting out all of my feelings about him. He'd been a great friend. What was he now? Couldn't he be a good friend and boyfriend? Ya, like he'd want that and have his photo plastered in the New York Post.
The week of finals and the week before are dress down days. I wore my SAVE THE WHALES shirt often. Heck if I was going to be photographed I might as well be giving out a message. Michael seemed to not notice the message I was giving him though.
"For? The ki-"
"You know, getting me away from that party and everything." She was still holding my hands.
"You know I'd do anything for you Mia. Anything," I said, raising her chin up with my hand. My heart was beating out of my chest. I just wanted to know what the hell was going on
She offered a slight smile. "Thank YOU for a lovely night," I managed. I thought it was for the best she left. It definitely was. We couldn't do anything else. It'd spoil us. I didn't want that. I wanted her to be my best friend.
That's the biggest lie I have ever told.
MIA:
What the hell was going on? How did everything change so quickly? The entire ride to Tina's was nerve wracking. What the hell did my dad say to Michael? Was it good? Errr, I hate being a princess! I didn't want things to change with Michael, did I? I couldn't fall for him. I just couldn't. He was my friend. But that kiss....short but sweet....he has soft lips....
"Oh Lilly!" I said sympathetically. I had changed into pajamas in the limo. I pushed all thoughts of Michael aside. I felt bad though...he was all alone. He most likely wouldn't be thinking about this anyways. It isn't a big deal to a guy...
"Mia, what is this on the television?" she asked accusingly, interrupting my ongoing thoughts (okay, so all thoughts did NOT get pushed aside).
"Lilly, it's not something I really wanna discuss. What happened at the dance?"
"Mia, they're saying you are a princess..."
"I know."
"Where are they getting that from?" she asked.
I sighed. "Lilly, I am the Princess of Genovia."
She fell onto a chair, mouth wide open. "Get out! Get out! No way!"
Tina came in quietly. "Guys we have to be quiet. My mom and dad are asleep."
"Mia is a princess!" Lilly announced.
Tina jumped up and down and squealed. "Wait, what does this mean?" she asked. "Are you gonna stay at AEHS?"
I rolled my eyes by mistake. "I guess so..."
"So this is why you've been away after school everyday- wait, does Michael know? I-"she started. She stared at the TV screen. I looked over at it. It was a still of when Michael and I almost kissed. Key word there, almost.
"MIA!"
"I-It's not what it looks like!" I exclaimed. How did someone get that shot? Where could I get a copy?
"Uh, obviously it is! Good catch Mia! He's hot!" Tina exclaimed.
Lilly glared at her. "Why have you been lying to us?" Lilly demanded
"No, really, Lilly, it's not what you think. We were just hugging. He was congratulating me on doing well at the dinner. I swear. We didn't even hug if that makes you feel any better. You called then."
"He knew?" she asked.
Oh crap.
"Yes, but it was by mistake. I- I told him back in September totally by mistake. Totally."
"He's known for the past two and a half months?" she asked. I felt bad because Tina didn't get any of this. She was too excited about me being a princess to care about anything else. Well, other than thinking I hooked up with Michael.
"I guess so. Look, Lilly I promise nothing happened and nothing ever will." I felt like someone was punching me in the stomach when I said that. I wanted something to. I had never admitted it to myself before but there it was. I liked Michael Moscovitz. He was everything a girl would want. And I never admitted it before, but I liked having his attention. I liked our inside jokes. I liked holding his hand. I liked wearing his sweatshirts when I was cold. But I couldn't have that. I couldn't. Could I?
"Are you sure?" she asked skeptically.
"Promise."
"Okay, so tell us all about this princess business!"
"Well, you know my dad is a politician in a small country in Europe."
"I'd say he was a politician!"
"But it turns out that he is actually the crown prince of the country. Since he had testicular cancer last year he is sterile-"
"Whipping out the medical terms are we Mia?" Tina said with a giggle.
"So therefore I am the only one to take over the throne when he dies."
"Isn't that a little...creepy? Knowing that you will get the big job when your dad croaks?" Lilly asked.
I shrugged. I hadn't thought of that. Now I REALLY didn't want to be the leader of this country! "Well, yes. But it's how everything is done."
"Mia?" Lilly said softly.
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry about what I always say about monarchies."
"It's not your fault you are a belligerent fool," I replied, using a Michael term.
They could tell I didn't want to talk about the princess business, and I couldn't talk about the Michael business because of Lilly, so we joked around about movie stars and watched a Tracy Gold lifetime movie. What an amazing actress.
As we layed down on the floor to go to sleep Lilly turned to me, "Hey, do you think you could get me with Prince Harry? I mean, I know I always say I hate monarchies, but since I am friends with a future queen I might as well rub elbows with the royals-"
"Lilly,"
"Yeah."
"Shut up."
I was glad she was okay with all of this though, and wasn't thinking about Boris.
MICHAEL:
I was shaking after she left. No one has ever had this effect on me. Get a hold of yourself Moscovitz. You were just fine, happy even, before she came into the picture. You can be happy without her. Another lie....
Mia avoided me for awhile. Just as I fall for the perfect girl she loses any interest she had in me. Even a platonic interest. Great. Just great. I ruined it all. She didn't want to be kissed by me. Why would she? She knows just about everything there is to know about me. I'm such an ass! But wait, she kissed me didn't she?
I asked her a few times if she wanted to go skating or to see a movie; or to just come over and watch a movie with me, but she said no. What the hell is wrong with this picture? Why I am in love with Mia Thermopolis: her cute expressions the way she smiles at me our secret smiles that no one else understands she's funny she's caring she loves animals she likes all kinds of music b/c of how she holds my hand how she feels so nice laying on my chest her inability to say the word penis her willingness to learn new things how she likes to do crazy things she loves Star Wars I can tell her anything She can tell me anything Because she is just Mia to me.
Why I should not love Mia Thermopolis:
n/a
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ MIA:
That one night changed everything, for the best and for the worst. I no longer had time to see Michael. Even when he asked me to go with him I couldn't. Besides, he didn't like me like that. He would have said something to me, right? He only asked me to do things we had done while we were friends; nothing new there. I kissed him, he had every opportunity to deepen the kiss and he didn't. I even gave the non verbal OK in his bedroom. His bedroom! Wouldn't that have been a good spot for our first French kiss? Right where we became friends?
Reasons to Love Michael Moscovitz: he's a genius he's funny he is patient he teaches me so much! He smells like soap He has the most gorgeous brown eyes Is trustworthy Willing to do goofy things Willing to watch movies he hates He has soft lips that are practically inviting me to kiss him He can tell me anything I can tell him anything He makes me smile... This list can go on forever!!!!!! Reasons not to Love Michael: Because I'm a damn princess
The press was following my every move now. They were interested in who Michael, the boy I was pictured with in a compromising position with, was. He was mine! Okay, well, he wasn't mine, but he felt like it. I didn't want the whole world to know about him. He was like my secret; my diamond in the rough.
He didn't try kissing me again; then again I never gave him a chance to do so. I was still sorting out all of my feelings about him. He'd been a great friend. What was he now? Couldn't he be a good friend and boyfriend? Ya, like he'd want that and have his photo plastered in the New York Post.
The week of finals and the week before are dress down days. I wore my SAVE THE WHALES shirt often. Heck if I was going to be photographed I might as well be giving out a message. Michael seemed to not notice the message I was giving him though.
