MIA:
I sat in my room all day, freaking out. My mom was worried about me because I was acting so weird. I wonder if she knew. She had to. She really did. I mean, if my daughters boyfriend just got an apartment I would be thinking that they were uh, you know, boinking all the time. Oh God, did I just say boinking? Yeah, I definitely just said it again. I'm such a loser.
Lilly called that afternoon. She knew what was going on that night, considering our earlier conversation. "So?" she asked.
"So?" I replied. "What?"
"Did you...you know..."
"Lilly, it's like, two in the afternoon. I'm not gonna go over right now."
"No, I mean, did you pick out what you are going to wear? Buy protection? My brother may be smart but he doesn't always think ahead when he's excited about something. Remember when he was going to Disney with the Debate club? He forgot all of his notes..."
"I hadn't thought of that. I don't want to go out and buy it. I mean, what if someone saw me? It'd be all in the news and stuff. And he can't because the press knows who he is and my dad would kill him."
"Who then?"
"I dunno... you?"
"No way! I am not doing that. I refuse."
"Oh come on Lilly! I'd do it for you!"
"No you would not! Because then you'd get your picture in the paper!"
"Well, I'd owe you BIG time."
"No. Get Tina to do it."
"No, her bodyguard would tell Lars, who would tell my dad."
"Fine. I'll do it. But you definitely owe me. Meet me in front of my building."

Twenty minutes later I was sitting on a bench outside of her building, eagerly waiting for her to come outside. She did and we started walking silently to a store.
When we got to a drugstore I went to the magazines. She went to the back of the store and looked for the condoms. She hurriedly went to the register and paid. I put down the magazine and followed her out of the store. She didn't say anything, but she just smiled.
When we got back to my loft we said a quick hello to my mom and Mr. G, then rushed into my bedroom. She threw the bag on my bed and said, "I will NEVER do that again Mia! Never. The old guy at the pharmacy looked at me like I was a dirty slut."
"You are the bestest friend a girl could ever have!"
"Don't get all teen movie on me. The very thought of you two...eh, it's just disturbing."
"So why are you helping us?" I asked.
"Because."
"Am I right?" I asked. "I mean, I want to do it with him, but is it too soon?"
Lilly rolled her eyes. "Yes you do, and no it isn't."
"Are you sure? I mean, what if I became preg-"
"Michael would take care of you," Lilly said sensibly. Like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"What eighteen year old boy would want to help his sixteen year old girlfriend raise a baby that would then in turn be the heir of a country-"
"Mia..."
"What?"
"Chill out. He gave you that ring because he meant it. He's going to be with your through thick and thin. He is in love with you for crying out loud!"
"I know...but it's kind of scary knowing that this is the last time I'll be in this room, a virgin."
She thought on that for a moment. "That is true. But you need to grow up and do something already. You want him. He wants you. You have GOT to do this. If not tonight then when?"
I shrugged. I guess tonight was better than any other night. And not every girl was as lucky as I was to have Michael... I mean, not everyone has the perfect boy she was going to lose her virginity to. "Mia, we better get going. My movie marathon begins in one hour. Get all your gear together," Lilly said, loud enough for my mom to hear. She winked at me."Oh, bring your Dirty Dancing DVD because Michael scratched mine."
"Bye Mom! Bye Rocky!" I yelled. I refused to call Mr. G by his first name so I didn't call him anything.
"Have fun sweetie, be good," Mom warned. Did she know?

"If Michael calls have him get me on my cell. Lilly and I might go out for real later on tonight."
Mom smiled, "No problem. How's he like the new place?"
I shrugged. "Fine, I guess. Only been there one night so.."
"Okay, well, have fun girls."
"Bye Miss Thermopolis," Lilly said sweetly. Almost too sweetly. I nudged her to cut it out or my mom would notice.

Lilly and I took the limo to the Moscovitz home, and then Lars continued his way to the Plaza. Once he was gone I turned to Lilly, "Okay, so here it goes..."
"Want me to ride the subway with you?" she asked.
"Would you mind? I hate riding on that alone."
"No problem, I'm going that way anyways to see Denis."
I raised an eyebrow, "Oh really?"
"It's not a big deal really. Just our first real date..."
"LILLY MOSCOVITZ! Why didn't you ever tell me!?"
She smiled and shrugged, "Didn't think you'd care."
"Of course I do! That's awesome news!
"I don't want to make a big deal out of it though, don't want to jinx it."
"Lilly, my sweet little Lilly. Where you guys going?" I asked, sliding my card through the tracer.
"Dinner and then to a concert."
"That'll be fun."
We gossiped for the rest of the ride and then faced reality when we got up to street level. "So this is it," Lilly said, staring up at Michael's building. "We go our own ways. Me to an innocent dinner, and you to be seduced by my disgusting brother."
I rolled my eyes. My cheeks still turned red. I was about to be seduced. How does one seduce another? Great, how was I supposed to seduce him when I had NO idea how to!
I walked into the building alone and went up the stairs to stall. I mean, I wanted this, but every step was a step away from my innocent childhood. Okay, so I wasn't so innocent, nor was I a child, but work with me here, okay?
I knocked on the door. I had a key, but I didn't want to surprise Michael on such an important night. He slowly opened the door. "Hey," he said softly, with a wide smile erupting on his face.
"Hey to you too handsome..." I hope I sounded calm because I sure as hell wasn't.
He took my hand and pulled me inside. He had most of the lights off and soft candle light all around the apartment. I was glad he couldn't really see my face because I was sure it was bright red.
I was wearing a white halter top. It was nice to have a chest and be able to really wear these shirts. I had changed in the limo into a black skirt; Lars was up front and didn't see the fashion change.
"You look gorgeous," he said softly.
"You don't look half bad yourself," I replied. He really did look nice. He had some khakis and a button down shirt that was open on the top. I totally fall for that. His hair covered his eyes just right.
He pulled out my seat in the kitchen for me. He even cooked. I am totally shocked. Back at his parents he always ate pizza or Chinese food. He made me some baked macaroni, which was delicious. Is there anything this boy isn't good at?
Oh my goodness, I am sure I would soon find out!

MICHAEL:
We made small chatter through the dinner. I hope I didn't look nervous, because I honestly was scared out of my mind. I was so afraid I would screw everything up.
I had just gotten dessert at the ice cream shop down the street. I had picked up her favorite, Rocky Road. She smiled like a little kid, and never looked more beautiful. Her hair fell loose on her face. I pulled her into the living room. I played some music and we started dancing.
"You smell nice," she whispered huskily. I had never heard her voice like that before.
"You are beautiful," I whispered into her ear. I could feel her cool breath on my chest. She looked up into my eyes and kissed me softly.
"I love you so much," she said softly.
I kissed her. I kissed her with every intention of making her go weak in the knees (cliché, I know but I'm allowed...). I lifted her into my arms, still kissing her. I had my eyes closed and bumped into the doorway. I grimaced and opened my eyes.
She started giggling, so I continued on my way to my bedroom. We got to my door and I set her down. "Mia, you know I adore you, right?"
She nodded with a sly smile on her face.
"And I want you to know, that if you want to stop," I started, "We can. We don't have to do-"She interrupted me with a kiss. A kiss that pushed me straight into the door and told me to shut up already.
I quickly opened the door and we fell into the room. The candles had been used throughout my kitchen and living room. I didn't think we needed anymore romance once we reached my bedroom, we would make our own romance.
She innocently started pulling my buttons out of their holes. "It's getting kind of hot in here, isn't it?" she teased.
I shimmied the shirt off of me, and started to work on her top. "It ties in the back," she explained. I tore apart the knot that kept me from...well, from Mia. And then I started to touch her soft skin. Our eyes didn't lose each other.
She started to breath quickly. "I brought some, uhm, protection," she said suddenly.
I had to laugh a little. I mean, I had thought ahead and bought some awhile ago. Okay, so the guys in the band actually gave me a pack for my birthday when they thought I had something going on with Mia.
She pulled a box out of the brown bag that was in her backpack. I almost burst out laughing. She had a box of Magnum condoms, ones for, shall I say, VERY well equipped men.
"What?" she asked nervously.
"Mia, I don't want to disappoint you..."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
I put my hands on her hips, "Don't worry. I have some already." I lifted her up and carried her to the bed. I reached into my nightstand and took one out. I felt like my heart was about to burst out of my chest. She slipped out of her skirt, and then unzipped my pants. She looked up at me lovingly. I had never known how great the stuff BEFORE sex could be. You know, the shared glances, the nervous laughter. I am sure we won't be laughing as we got used to it, but still.
I fell onto the bed, and pulled her with me, "I love you, Mia. Don't forget that, okay?"
She bit her lip, but not nervously or like she was thinking about something bad. She looked...well, kind of sexy when she did it. "And I love you."
"Let me know if I hurt you, okay?"
"Just go slowly..."
I started kissing her neck and someone knocked on the door. I tried to ignore it but it's kind of distracting. "Shall I?"
She rolled her eyes. We didn't really have timing did we?
"If you must," she said dramatically. I knew she wasn't pissed at me, but at who ever was at that door.
I threw on my boxers and opened the door. I had forgotten that you could see into my bedroom from the front door. Then again I didn't think someone would be looking into the room at my very naked girlfriend. I didn't think that it would be photographers and reporters from the tabloids.
I tried shutting the door before they could get any pictures of us, but they still managed to get a picture of me in my boxers and of Mia standing up in my room, trying to throw clothes on herself.
I ran back into my room and shut all of my blinds.
She collapsed on my bed. "What the hell are we going to do?"