The next evening Denis came up to me while I was eating take out in the 'dining room'. "Hey we got a gig on Friday night."
"I have plans with Mia."
"Well, break them. I got us a gig for some celebrity's fifteen year old daughter. We can't just cancel or lose our front man for the most important gig of our short careers."
"Didn't you have plans with Lilly?"
"Yeah, but she said she would just have Mia come over. They have to do some video or something for a class project."
"Fine. What's with the hair cut?" I said, finally looking at him. He had always been so proud of his flowing, shiny brown hair.
He smiled and rolled his eyes, "The things we do for love..."
MIA:
I was kind of bummed when I got back from my guitar lesson with Eddie to find out that Michael was going to be playing at some stupid celebrities daughters fifteenth birthday party. Just because Demi Moore can get Ashton doesn't mean she can also destroy my dates with my boyfriend. I will get Demi, oh yes, I will. Okay, now I sound psychotic, and maybe I am. I just might be going nuts...
"Mia, you are gonna wear this."
I sighed. "What is this for anyways?" I asked, taking the costume she was handing me.
"My television production teacher wants us to make a video of a song that no one has heard."
"What song are we doing?"
"I was going through Denis's CD's. There's a fun song called Yuki San. This Asian chick that has the dude totally mesmerized because she's not like the American's he's met."
"Hate to break it to you, but I'm not Asian-"
"Details. Here is your visor."
"Who is playing the dude?" I asked.
"Who else could pull off a rocker look?" Eddie asked with a laugh.
"Gee, maybe my wonderful boyfriend?" I replied, chucking the visor at him. "Why didn't you ask Michael to do this?
"Mia, knock it off. He's busy with school.And he doesn't like helping me do stuff. Change your clothes. Eddie, out. Now," Lilly ordered.
I changed into a shirt that had a bunch of words in Japanese on it. "What does this mean?" I asked.
"Peace and tranquility," she replied.
I looked at her shooting schedule. "You've already started?" I asked, throwing on some funky pants and shoes.
"Yeah. There's a part where you are supposed to see Keanu Reeves when you're shopping so I had Denis play him the other day."
"Denis has long hair though-"
"He's the sweetest, he cut it off for me!"
I could NOT wait until I got to see this up close.
"Okay, ready?" I asked, finishing up my make up.
We did some funny shots of Eddie mouthing the words straight into the camera, and bobbing his head to the rhythm. It was absolutely priceless. He had the funniest facial expressions. I watched Tina look at him. She was definitely head over heels for this guy. I can certainly see why, I mean, if I wasn't completely, or even just a little in love with Michael then Eddie would be in some sort of trouble with me if ya know what I mean.
Then we went outside and did shots of me walking to my own beat, listening to a CD on a discman (I was listening to Weezer, Michael has me addicted!). Eddie was following me around like he was totally amazed by me. Then we did some shots before it got too dark in the park. I felt kind of silly because they were love scenes, sort of.
"Lilly, come on, do we really have to?"
"Yes. You don't have to use tongue," she offered. "Just one little itty bitty kiss. Michael will never know!"
"Fine. Only because you are my best friend though."
"I knew that would come in handy someday," she said with a wink. "Come on, let's see some saliva swapping!"
I looked at Tina and winked, "Don't worry, he's all yours," I whispered to her.
She laughed and said, "Yeah, right!"
We did those rather embarrassing scenes quickly and then headed over to Fifth Avenue where there were some pretty pricey stores. "Denis and I filmed here yesterday afternoon," Lilly explained, pulling us into a store.
"This isn't Fred Segal," I said snobbishly.
"Yeah well we aren't exactly on Melrose either," Lilly replied. "Tina? Shameeka? Ling-Su? Some on, start flipping out and hiding!"
I was told to just look through the racks.
"Excuse me, but what exactly is it you children think you are doing?" a snobbish woman asked, approaching us.
I winked at Lilly and turned to the woman. I removed my visor. "My friend, Lilly Moscovitz," I started, gesturing to Lilly, "Is taping me for a promo for my-"
"Oh my God! Y-You are Princess Amelia! My most sincere apologies! Here..." she interrupted, snapping her fingers for her assistants to come over, "These ladies are at your beck and call. Anything you need."
"How about some screaming extras?" Lilly suggested.
The assistants looked at the snobby lady, "You got it. Anything else, Princess?"
I looked at my friends who were trying not to laugh at how foolish this woman sounded. Eddie looked like he was enjoying not being recognized like me. "No, that will be all."
I brushed her off and continued on glancing through the racks. I saw a few things I liked, but decided to boycott the store because of how the woman treats the 'regular' people. I did a faux fashion show for Eddie and he was laughing. Lilly explained that she had Denis act like a moron the day before and to pretend someone was at the dressing room door and had him checking out that person.
We all laughed at this, but then we went to China town where this bus company does trips between New York and Boston all the time (I think it's called Fung Wah, I could be wrong though), so I pretended to get on the bus after a tearful good bye with my 'dude'.
Then Eddie and Tina went out on a date. Shameeka and Ling-Su went out to see a girly movie. Lilly and I went back to the empty Moscovitz apartment so she could edit her films.
While she was putting it together I went into Michael's old bedroom, where his bed still sat. I laid down and fell asleep after awhile. It still smelled like him a little bit.
Lilly woke me up hours later, "I finished the video, you wanna see it ?"
We went into her living room and watched it. I was surprised that she was able to put all of that together in such short time. "I haven't done my show all these years for nothing," she explained.
"It's really good, funny even," I replied. "Good job. Can we watch a girlie movie now?" I asked with a pout.
"Fine," she said with a sigh.
Sigh. Nothing beats a good Tracey Gold marathon on Lifetime. Okay, a night with Michael does, but other than that this was perfect.
"I have plans with Mia."
"Well, break them. I got us a gig for some celebrity's fifteen year old daughter. We can't just cancel or lose our front man for the most important gig of our short careers."
"Didn't you have plans with Lilly?"
"Yeah, but she said she would just have Mia come over. They have to do some video or something for a class project."
"Fine. What's with the hair cut?" I said, finally looking at him. He had always been so proud of his flowing, shiny brown hair.
He smiled and rolled his eyes, "The things we do for love..."
MIA:
I was kind of bummed when I got back from my guitar lesson with Eddie to find out that Michael was going to be playing at some stupid celebrities daughters fifteenth birthday party. Just because Demi Moore can get Ashton doesn't mean she can also destroy my dates with my boyfriend. I will get Demi, oh yes, I will. Okay, now I sound psychotic, and maybe I am. I just might be going nuts...
"Mia, you are gonna wear this."
I sighed. "What is this for anyways?" I asked, taking the costume she was handing me.
"My television production teacher wants us to make a video of a song that no one has heard."
"What song are we doing?"
"I was going through Denis's CD's. There's a fun song called Yuki San. This Asian chick that has the dude totally mesmerized because she's not like the American's he's met."
"Hate to break it to you, but I'm not Asian-"
"Details. Here is your visor."
"Who is playing the dude?" I asked.
"Who else could pull off a rocker look?" Eddie asked with a laugh.
"Gee, maybe my wonderful boyfriend?" I replied, chucking the visor at him. "Why didn't you ask Michael to do this?
"Mia, knock it off. He's busy with school.And he doesn't like helping me do stuff. Change your clothes. Eddie, out. Now," Lilly ordered.
I changed into a shirt that had a bunch of words in Japanese on it. "What does this mean?" I asked.
"Peace and tranquility," she replied.
I looked at her shooting schedule. "You've already started?" I asked, throwing on some funky pants and shoes.
"Yeah. There's a part where you are supposed to see Keanu Reeves when you're shopping so I had Denis play him the other day."
"Denis has long hair though-"
"He's the sweetest, he cut it off for me!"
I could NOT wait until I got to see this up close.
"Okay, ready?" I asked, finishing up my make up.
We did some funny shots of Eddie mouthing the words straight into the camera, and bobbing his head to the rhythm. It was absolutely priceless. He had the funniest facial expressions. I watched Tina look at him. She was definitely head over heels for this guy. I can certainly see why, I mean, if I wasn't completely, or even just a little in love with Michael then Eddie would be in some sort of trouble with me if ya know what I mean.
Then we went outside and did shots of me walking to my own beat, listening to a CD on a discman (I was listening to Weezer, Michael has me addicted!). Eddie was following me around like he was totally amazed by me. Then we did some shots before it got too dark in the park. I felt kind of silly because they were love scenes, sort of.
"Lilly, come on, do we really have to?"
"Yes. You don't have to use tongue," she offered. "Just one little itty bitty kiss. Michael will never know!"
"Fine. Only because you are my best friend though."
"I knew that would come in handy someday," she said with a wink. "Come on, let's see some saliva swapping!"
I looked at Tina and winked, "Don't worry, he's all yours," I whispered to her.
She laughed and said, "Yeah, right!"
We did those rather embarrassing scenes quickly and then headed over to Fifth Avenue where there were some pretty pricey stores. "Denis and I filmed here yesterday afternoon," Lilly explained, pulling us into a store.
"This isn't Fred Segal," I said snobbishly.
"Yeah well we aren't exactly on Melrose either," Lilly replied. "Tina? Shameeka? Ling-Su? Some on, start flipping out and hiding!"
I was told to just look through the racks.
"Excuse me, but what exactly is it you children think you are doing?" a snobbish woman asked, approaching us.
I winked at Lilly and turned to the woman. I removed my visor. "My friend, Lilly Moscovitz," I started, gesturing to Lilly, "Is taping me for a promo for my-"
"Oh my God! Y-You are Princess Amelia! My most sincere apologies! Here..." she interrupted, snapping her fingers for her assistants to come over, "These ladies are at your beck and call. Anything you need."
"How about some screaming extras?" Lilly suggested.
The assistants looked at the snobby lady, "You got it. Anything else, Princess?"
I looked at my friends who were trying not to laugh at how foolish this woman sounded. Eddie looked like he was enjoying not being recognized like me. "No, that will be all."
I brushed her off and continued on glancing through the racks. I saw a few things I liked, but decided to boycott the store because of how the woman treats the 'regular' people. I did a faux fashion show for Eddie and he was laughing. Lilly explained that she had Denis act like a moron the day before and to pretend someone was at the dressing room door and had him checking out that person.
We all laughed at this, but then we went to China town where this bus company does trips between New York and Boston all the time (I think it's called Fung Wah, I could be wrong though), so I pretended to get on the bus after a tearful good bye with my 'dude'.
Then Eddie and Tina went out on a date. Shameeka and Ling-Su went out to see a girly movie. Lilly and I went back to the empty Moscovitz apartment so she could edit her films.
While she was putting it together I went into Michael's old bedroom, where his bed still sat. I laid down and fell asleep after awhile. It still smelled like him a little bit.
Lilly woke me up hours later, "I finished the video, you wanna see it ?"
We went into her living room and watched it. I was surprised that she was able to put all of that together in such short time. "I haven't done my show all these years for nothing," she explained.
"It's really good, funny even," I replied. "Good job. Can we watch a girlie movie now?" I asked with a pout.
"Fine," she said with a sigh.
Sigh. Nothing beats a good Tracey Gold marathon on Lifetime. Okay, a night with Michael does, but other than that this was perfect.