[A/N: All right. This is my first attempt at a fanfic, so bear with me, okie dokes? I really wanted to try something different from the rest of the stuff everyone else has been writing, so I'm drifting away from the whole MM deal and I'm concentrating on one of the quirkiest characters in the series, that I find is often ignored: LILLY! All from Lilly's POV. How exciting… well, no one ever said that the PD fanfics had to be Mia-Michael, right? Oh well. I've decided that this is going to be pretty short from the very beginning, more than a one-shot but probably no less than five. Unless a miraculous burst of inspiration strikes. But basically, this is set in the first book, and it mainly revolves around how she and Boris get to "know each other" a little better. Aherm.
And I know everyone's heard this before, but here goes…
Disclaimer: Meg Cabot owns all characters.
Enjoy!]
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Tuesday, September 23 at home
Hmm. Mia just gave me this notebook, with a rather emotional list of reasons of why I should accept and use it. It's one of these cheap deals that everyone gets for school, but she pasted a photo of the suffragettes from the mid 1800s in an effort to Lilly-ize it. I find that somewhat amusing, but hey, she's my best friend, so what can I do?
Not much, according to her.
Evidently, Mia's mom wants her to record her feelings in a journal from now on. Right. Like Mia would willingly do that. But no, instead of standing up to her mom, she goes out and buys a notebook for me too. "Best friends suffer together," she said when she handed me this thing. Sure they do.
I don't know what I'm going to use this for. It takes too much time to actually write everything out like this, when I can actually voice my opinions and have people listen to me. But Mia's my best friend, and I guess I'll do her the favor and suffer with her for the time being.
Thursday, September 25 G&T
I hope Mia sees that I'm actually using this thing. Scribble, scribble, scribble. I don't know what to put in here. I'm thinking of jotting down some ideas for my show.
- definitely need to do the shoes episode for Norman
- the truth behind study halls at high schools?
- what the American schooling system is all about
- there's something fishy about Ho's Deli… need to check that out
This class is seriously boring me out. (Everyone in here agrees with me about that, which is somewhat rare. People at this snotty school seem to hate all of my radical ideas these days. Which I don't understand at all.) But I still don't understand why this class even exists. Hiring Mrs. Hill is a sheer waste of good taxpayers' money. I mean, I know Mia uses the time to catch up on her Algebra homework, and Michael uses it to update his stupid webzine. And me? I just mope around, waiting for an amazing idea about my show to hit me in the head. What a waste of time. I could be off taking another class that would probably boost my GPA. But of course not. My parents would probably try and figure out why I was unhappy with being labeled, "gifted". Oh, and "talented".
And that's not all. My brother is in this class with me. My brother! The one place where I'd expect to see less of him, I get to sit in the same classroom with him for one whole period! Every. Single. Day. It gets tiring after a while.
That only leaves one minimal highlight about this whole G&T class period. The new Russian kid… Boris Pelkowski… or something like that. His assigned seat is in the front corner of the room, and during attendance, I have this amazingly perfect view of him.
Now, don't get me wrong. I don't love him or anything, of course. He's sort of… well… dorky. And I mean, yeah, everyone in this class is dorky, but Boris has got to resemble the epitome of dorkhood. But he's sort of cute, I think. In a dorky way, of course. And no, I'm not kidding. I mean, aren't I supposed to record my "feelings" here? Suffering with Mia, remember? Exactly. And especially since I can't tell anyone any of this without getting shot down by the entire population of AEHS, I can only scrawl these words in here. I'm thinking of running the idea by Mia sometime. She'd freak for sure. That'd be funny, though. Whee.
But anyways, back to Boris. He's rumored to be this violin prodigy, and he spends his time in G&T practicing. I've never really heard him, or anything, as I tend to tune him out when he begins to practice inside that closet of his. People say I'm lucky I can do this. You should hear what Mia says about him. Even she hates him, and she really tries to only hold grudges against those prissy cheerleaders that we all seem to hate.
I don't understand what the fuss is all about. Boris is just an interesting person to watch. And watching cute people can be really entertaining sometimes. Right?
Friday, September 26 world civ
I tell you, I'm a master at this whole pretending-to-be-paying-attention-to-the-teacher deal. Mia is too. We've either really perfected this skill, or the teacher is just completely blunt. Could be either one, I guess. Oh boy, what's this?
Lilly! I don't want to listen to this chapter review, so boring! Save meeee!
A note from Mia. Heh.
Mia, I'm right there with you. Hmm… what's more interesting… how about this? "Lilly Moscovitz's List of Hottest Guys" coming right up!
I can't believe I just wrote that, but I toss the note over to Mia anyways. She needs a laugh, I can tell. My response works like a charm.
Bring it! I'll add live-Mia-commentary!
And that's how I ended up coming up with this list of rather attractive guys ranging from AEHS' own Josh Richter to world-class violinist, Joshua Bell. [A/N: For those of you who don't remember, this list was in the actual first book, page 19. Of course it's not in here, this is Lilly's diary, remember?] I amuse myself sometimes. Here comes another note from Mia…
BORIS PELKOWSKI?! Why'd you put him on here?!
Mia is purely joking, I can tell. She thinks I despise Boris as much as she does. But even though that's definitely not true (the kid isn't totally loath-able, in my humble opinion), I still don't recall putting his name on the list. Yet there it is, number two out of ten. I've been surprising myself lately. Boris is only a dorky piece of eye candy, right?
Right.
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[Well, what do you think? I know it dragged a bit, but I tend to do that a lot. Things are going to quicken up, I promise. There's not going to be too much after this, though. If you liked this, let me know! Oh boy, I better return to this increasing load of homework.]