[You know what? I'm really enjoying writing this story! Probably due to the amount of reviews I get *cough more reviews more chapters cough*
Anyhow, this chappie is call about what happened three years ago when Mia was dragged off to Genovia by evil evil Grandmere *growls in dog like manor at wall* so yeh……. Lets see what happens!]
Previously, in ER…..I mean Mia's life…… :o/
Three years before:
'MIIIIIIIA!'
The blonde haired princess pulled the covers further up. It was waaay too early.
'MIA! GET UP THIS INSTANT!' her grandmother cried as she flung open the bedroom door in an overly dramatic gesture. The only response she got was from the 16 year old was her covers being pulled up so high that she was completely shielded from the view of the elder woman who stood in her door way.
'AMILIA! I will not ask you again! Get out of bed immediately or I will make sure that that boyfriend of yours does not come to the airport with us today.' that last sentence did the tick and Mia leapt out of bed. She had hoped that this day would never come.
It was may 1st, Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo's 16th birthday. It also happened to be the day she was due to leave her American home, and move permanently to the country she would one day run, Genovia. This, to Mia at least, seemed the worst birthday present she could possibly be getting. Her Grandmere begged to differ.
Not only was Mia sad to be leaving her family and friends, and her 25 pound orange cat Fat Louis, she would also be leaving her boyfriend of a year and a half, and love of her life, Michael Moscovitz. The same Michael who she had loved since she was 7, the same Michael who had written numerous songs about her, and had finally asked her out at last years non-demonical winter dance, and the same Michael who happened to be (rather conveniently) her best friends brother. She was not at all happy to leave him behind. Not that she wasn't sad about leaving the others too, she had totally tried to get Fat Louis to be able to come and live with her in the palace. But Grandmere had said that he would 'disturb the ecological balance of the area surrounding the Genovian Palace,' as he was 'a lot larger then European cats who he would no doubt encounter, and kill, while he was there.' Mia found this comment most unfair, as, although undeniably he was a lot larger than the average European cat, the was also rather lazy, and therefore would not chase the other cats, even if he was twice their size. There was also the fact that Fat Louis was an 'indoor' cat, and unless the small European cats were actually inside the palace, he would never encounter them. She had had no more luck in finding a way for Michael to come to Genovia with her [the idea with the whole parent or guardians signature needed on the contract to make it legally binding (as seen in to you I bestow) still stands, cause basically I think it's a darn good idea :o)] as he was still at college and Grandmere disapproved of him anyway.
Three hours later Mia stood with a small group of loved ones around her. There was her mom and algebra teacher by day/ step father by night, Frank, and her baby brother Rocky, along with her father and Grandmere, who were flying to Genovia with her, and of course, her best friend Lilly, and Michael. It was pretty fair to say, that Michael looked heart broken.
'Promise you'll call me?' he said as he her goodbye for the 12th time.
'Of course I will,' she sniffed.
'And you wont forget me?'
'Never,' she managed to get out before breaking down into tears again. Michael was about to hug her when
'AMELIA! We must go at once! Stop faffing about with that boy and come and get on the plane this instant!' her Grandmere cried, taking Mia by the arm and dragging her away from Michael. Her mother gave hr once last rather wet and teary kiss before she was through the doors and gone.
The nine hour journey (weather permitting) was spent in almost absolute silence, with just the occasional sniff from Mia.
'I don't know why you are crying so much Amelia,' her Grandmere said coldly in the limo on the way to the palace once they had landed. 'It's not as if you will ever see that reached boy again anyway.' At this Mia looked up from the floor, which she had been staring at for a good 10 minutes and looked directly at her Grandmere.
'What?' she said.
'You will never see him again, so I really don't know why you are making such a big deal of it,' Grandmere relied, looking out of the window.
'Yes I will! I'll see him when I go back to visit Mom and everyone. And I'll be able to call him and write to him and email…..'
'You shall do nothing of the sort! Your mother will come to visit you here from now on and you will most certainly NOT be making contact with him in other ways. The phone has been removed from your room and your internet access will be very closely monitored. I will also be making sure that any correspondence sent from you to anyone is thoroughly checked before hand.'
'You can't do that though! You have no right to! You cannot keep me from contacting Michael! Dad?!' she cried, turning to her father.
'I'm sorry Mia,' he said quietly, 'it's for the best.'
'Exactly! Anyway, your heart should lie with me and your father, and Genovia in fact! Not with some boy from America. He would not make a proper consort anyway. No Amelia, that is final. You shall never see, hear from or speak of that boy again. Do I make myself clear?' she took Mia's renewed sobbing as a yes.
[Ooooo so no more Michael! Shocking! Truly shocking! I know that chapter might not make complete sense (or indeed, any sense) but I try! Well a little bit anyway! And it was slightly longer than the other chapters so far! So….yes review and make me happy after that sad chapter….*sniff*…. :o(]