Disclaimer: Sorry to say, I own none of the characters below. The story
idea is based off of Meg Cabot's 'The Princess Diaries' etc etc etc....
A/N: After this chapter the time will be mostly in reference to the play, (like '3 weeks till the play, Tue.') if there is any time listed at all, because I am trying to stay as true to the books as I can... But I can't carry the books around with me all the time and its kind of a pain to go back through and search for the exact date... of course, to write this I'm obviously having to throw some stuff out the window. So sue me. Or better yet, forgive me.
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[Mia's POV]
NOVEMBER 12, at lunch
Kenny keeps trying to ask me about a 'special' anime convention next weekend he insists on taking me to. He insists on taking me, despite that I keep explaining I have princess lessons on Saturdays with Grandmére. It was the only way I could lie to get out of a date without feeling too guilty. I mean I still feel horrible, but he's been calling me everyday. I need some "alone" time.
That morning I am to go shopping with Grandmére, but after that there was an important state meeting with the ambassador of France. And I don't have to be there. Thank God.
After a little while, Kenny tried to kiss me goodbye, but I turned my head so he could only kiss my cheek. My eyes flickered to where Michael sat. He was watching me, looking very irritated. Kenny stood, oblivious to my aversion, and went off to talk to Judith about some computer club thing.
I decided I didn't really want to listen to Lilly rant, or the plot of Tina's latest romance story.
I had wondered around with out a purpose until I reached my locker. It was instinct to open it. But I didn't need anything new from it.
I was surprised when I heard someone say my name.
You might think I'm deaf or something, I was all alone in the hall way, with the exception of Lars. But you get used to having an echoing set of footsteps after a while when you've got a bodyguard.
Mandella stood meekly in front of me. It was the most bashful I had ever seen her.
"I was wondering if we could talk."
"Err... Yeah, sure." I said intelligently. I turned and closed my locker.
Mandella smiled sweetly at me as she slipped her arm through mine, guiding me away. Lars raised his eyebrows and waited a moment or two before following.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime, maybe go see something on Broadway... I mean all I ever do is see you at rehearsals and G&T. You seem pretty cool, even for a freshman," she said grinning.
"Of course." I was relieved she hadn't wanted to talk about anything more serious. Like Michael.
Well, she was into Drama, maybe she liked to exaggerate the seriousness of things sometimes.
But she didn't immediately bound off into the distance, an ominous feeling washed over me.
"Cool maybe we could talk Michael into coming."
I knew it. She just wanted to have more time to flirt with him.
"I know you're going out with Kenny but its still fun to hang out with other guys too, right?"
I attempted to swallow the feeling in my throat. Was she hinting at something?
"I left my boyfriend in Seattle," she said, suddenly soft. "Michael kind of reminds me of him..."
She has a boyfriend!! And she doesn't seem to really care that I'm a freshmen, and she's a junior. Or that I'm failing ALGEBRA, or that I'm a princess. She wants to be my friend because I'm cool!
And she has a boyfriend!
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Yeps. It is kind of short this time around, however...
I'm too tired to finish editing the other chapters I wrote tonight and post them all at once, so it'll happen later in the week.
On a side note: my vacation was AWSOME AWSOME AWSOME. (Though I was temporarily bummed to find out that Rooney came to Seattle while I was gone.) I ran off to the mountains with a close friend and her family. I have returned after a week of lovely frolicking in the snow.
I also want to thank all you reviewers, I came home and checked my email to find 8 or 9 emails saying I had more reviews. It made me feel very happy/special indeed.
Now that you've read my ramble, you know what to do. ;-)
A/N: After this chapter the time will be mostly in reference to the play, (like '3 weeks till the play, Tue.') if there is any time listed at all, because I am trying to stay as true to the books as I can... But I can't carry the books around with me all the time and its kind of a pain to go back through and search for the exact date... of course, to write this I'm obviously having to throw some stuff out the window. So sue me. Or better yet, forgive me.
===================================================== =====================================================
[Mia's POV]
NOVEMBER 12, at lunch
Kenny keeps trying to ask me about a 'special' anime convention next weekend he insists on taking me to. He insists on taking me, despite that I keep explaining I have princess lessons on Saturdays with Grandmére. It was the only way I could lie to get out of a date without feeling too guilty. I mean I still feel horrible, but he's been calling me everyday. I need some "alone" time.
That morning I am to go shopping with Grandmére, but after that there was an important state meeting with the ambassador of France. And I don't have to be there. Thank God.
After a little while, Kenny tried to kiss me goodbye, but I turned my head so he could only kiss my cheek. My eyes flickered to where Michael sat. He was watching me, looking very irritated. Kenny stood, oblivious to my aversion, and went off to talk to Judith about some computer club thing.
I decided I didn't really want to listen to Lilly rant, or the plot of Tina's latest romance story.
I had wondered around with out a purpose until I reached my locker. It was instinct to open it. But I didn't need anything new from it.
I was surprised when I heard someone say my name.
You might think I'm deaf or something, I was all alone in the hall way, with the exception of Lars. But you get used to having an echoing set of footsteps after a while when you've got a bodyguard.
Mandella stood meekly in front of me. It was the most bashful I had ever seen her.
"I was wondering if we could talk."
"Err... Yeah, sure." I said intelligently. I turned and closed my locker.
Mandella smiled sweetly at me as she slipped her arm through mine, guiding me away. Lars raised his eyebrows and waited a moment or two before following.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime, maybe go see something on Broadway... I mean all I ever do is see you at rehearsals and G&T. You seem pretty cool, even for a freshman," she said grinning.
"Of course." I was relieved she hadn't wanted to talk about anything more serious. Like Michael.
Well, she was into Drama, maybe she liked to exaggerate the seriousness of things sometimes.
But she didn't immediately bound off into the distance, an ominous feeling washed over me.
"Cool maybe we could talk Michael into coming."
I knew it. She just wanted to have more time to flirt with him.
"I know you're going out with Kenny but its still fun to hang out with other guys too, right?"
I attempted to swallow the feeling in my throat. Was she hinting at something?
"I left my boyfriend in Seattle," she said, suddenly soft. "Michael kind of reminds me of him..."
She has a boyfriend!! And she doesn't seem to really care that I'm a freshmen, and she's a junior. Or that I'm failing ALGEBRA, or that I'm a princess. She wants to be my friend because I'm cool!
And she has a boyfriend!
===================================================== =====================================================
Yeps. It is kind of short this time around, however...
I'm too tired to finish editing the other chapters I wrote tonight and post them all at once, so it'll happen later in the week.
On a side note: my vacation was AWSOME AWSOME AWSOME. (Though I was temporarily bummed to find out that Rooney came to Seattle while I was gone.) I ran off to the mountains with a close friend and her family. I have returned after a week of lovely frolicking in the snow.
I also want to thank all you reviewers, I came home and checked my email to find 8 or 9 emails saying I had more reviews. It made me feel very happy/special indeed.
Now that you've read my ramble, you know what to do. ;-)