Disclaimer: They still aren't my books! They soon will be though! Mwaahaaahaaahaaahaaa!!! All I need now is a bottle of invisible ink and a mouse/zebra hybrid. I will rule the world of books, they will all be mine!!!!!!!!!!! I'm not sure if I've had my medicine today, I've had to take it ever since the judge said I wasn't allowed any pointy objects anymore.

A/N: I wasn't going to update until I had two reviews but I'm soooo bored. Eight weeks at home makes me almost wish I were at school. Almost. I'd still rather spend the whole day in my jimjams. Very comfortable. Planning on having a day of chick flicks, ice-cream and jimjams actually. Yeah. I've had just one review sniff but never mind, anyway thanks to robtaymattlouned who is the only person who's reviewed my first chapter. Then again it's only been a day, I'm sure there'll be more. My God, my A/Ns are getting longer than my actual chapters. On with the next instalment of my little story. I'll try to write fewer A/Ns this time.

Luv Lor-lor

Michael's POV (Because I like to be fair and let everyone have their turn)

Ok. Why do I have the distinct feeling that this is all my fault? I mean, to anyone else I'm just an innocent bystander, I just happened to be there when he disappeared right? But to me or a really good detective or something it's so my fault. I kind of distracted Mia, I mean I was the one kind of kissing her within an inch of her life. So to the trained eye it's so obviously my fault. So Mia's crying her eyes out, she's literally distraught, and she hasn't even told her mum (A/N: I'm using mum here, not mom, it kind of gets on my nerves) and Mr. G yet, I'm gonna feel a little guilty. We looked everywhere for Rocky and we kind of can't find him, I think we're as good as dead. Ok, I think Mia has finally stopped crying, oh no wait, no she hasn't. Maybe we should kind of go inside. We've been standing outside her apartment for ten minutes now, we've even planned how we're gonna explain everything. Ok, here goes.
Mia's POV

Oh I'm SO dead. As well as being dead I have little piggy eyes from crying so much. I look like Babe. Great. Mum didn't even notice when I walked in the door.

She just went "Oh hi sweetie, hi Michael. I'm ordering for Number One Noodle Son, what do you..." then she must have noticed. She just stopped dead and said in this really weird voice, kind of half worried, half suspicious, "Where's Rocky...?" That's when I started crying. Again. For like the millionth time in the space of half and hour.

I kind of tried to explain between sobs but it came out as "Rocky...me...kissing...gone...Michael..."It didn't make much sense. (A/N: Just interrupting a second. Have you ever noticed that when you tan your belly button stays all white? At least if you have an "innie" anyway, do ppl with "outies" get tanned belly buttons? Feedback plz!)

As I was saying before being so rudely interrupted by some English girl I wasn't really making much sense. This is probably why mum then went "Huh?" So then Michael kindly took over. I wasn't really listening but the next thing I knew my mum was in tears, Frank was trying to comfort her but he was obviously really upset as well and Michael was phoning the police. Then the police were round for questioning, that was a nightmare. Mum hasn't killed me. Yet. I don't think she's realised that this is all my fault yet.

(A/N: I just realised I have like no speech so I'll try to add some in ;))

Jess's POV

I know I have to go home eventually. I just don't want to. Hey, maybe I can go to Rob's? But I think he's kind of mad at me. I mean I did kind of tell him that it'd be fine and my parents wouldn't be back 'til later and he was going to leave just in case. I kind of made him stay. Eh, everyone is mad at me, yay. Mum's mad at me because, well, several reasons, not sure which one is worse, is she more mad that we had sex or that she caught us or that it was in her house? Rob's mad because mum is going to kill him as well as me as it's kind of my fault. Mr Goodhart is mad 'cause I kinda slapped Karen Sue Hanky, after he thought I'd given all that up, well I had but she was getting on my nerves so much and I was kind of pissed because of the whole thing this morning so...yeah.

And now it's the end of school. I have to go home. Argh! Ok. Calm down Jess you're only going to be shouted at for a couple of hours then either shunned as the black sheep of the family of conked on the head and buried in the garden. Oh no. Maybe I can go to Rob's first, I kind of need to patch things up with him first...oh thank God cell phone's ringing, oh no wait it could be mum. Oh no just Dr. Krantz. I'm so not in the mood for rescuing a missing kid.

"Dr. K, please tell me you need me to get away from home. Out of Indiana? Please!"

"Actually Jess I do."

Wow, didn't think he actually would. Oh well, anything to get away from my mum.

"Ooook, so details. Who, what, where, when, why and how?"

"Rocky Thermopolis-Gianini (A/N: is that spelt right?), New York, earlier today, his sister is the princess of a small European principality called Genovia and no one has any idea how." Ok. Didn't quite expect that. Weird. Hey I think I've heard of this princess.

"What's her name? The princess I mean?"

"Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo." Sheesh, how many names can you have? And I thought Jessica Mastriani was bad.

"Ok, so fax me the picture." Oh no wait, that would mean I'd have to go home. "On second thought I'll come and get it."

"Don't be stupid, I'll fax it. Call me tomorrow when you get something." And with that he hung up. Damn. Now I have to go home. I can't go in there, I'll be eaten alive. Ok, one thing at a time, now I kind of have to go somewhere. I can't go home, I'll have to send someone in to get it for me. Or bring someone out. I need somewhere to go. I can't go to Ruth's, it's too close. I'm going to have to go to Rob. It's better than going home at least. Ok, going to ride to Rob's.

Even in a life or death situation (practically) I can still enjoy riding my Harley. I also enjoy riding Rob's Harley, seeing as he finally finished it and decided to sell his Indian. I'm not sure which I like better. My own where I get control of everything including how fast I'm going or Rob's where I get to sit there with my arms round my buff boyfriend. It is such a tough decision.

Rob's POV

"Hi." Jess was standing outside my apartment (yes mine, finally moved out. Not that I didn't like living with mum, just couldn't stand living with mum- and-Gary once they got married), she looked kind of shy, and worried, like she thought I was gonna blow up at her. Earlier I so would have but I realised that it wasn't exactly her fault her mum had come home earlier than she thought.

"Hey." I pulled her into a deep kiss; it was kind of an apology for leaving her to defend herself against her mum.

"What was that for?" she asked when we came up for air.

"I was just greeting you, can't a guy kiss his girlfriend just for the sake of it?"

"Sure he can. Uh, listen can I stay here for a bit? It won't be for long because it looks like I might be going to New York at the weekend but I kind of don't want to go home." What New York? What the hell?

"I guess so yeah. Is your mum really mad? Why are you going to New York?" I wanna go to New York, why can't I go to New York???

"Well, I don't really know how angry my mum is, I sort of left before she had a chance to say anything and I haven't been home. Some princess's brother's gone missing." She answered really fast. Princess?

"What are you on about, Mastriani?"

"This princess of uh, Genovia, here brother's gone missing so I get to go to New York and find him. Hey, wanna come with?" Do I want to go to New York? Uh, duh, yes! I told Jess exactly that. I get to go to New York with my beautiful girlfriend.

"Yeah but I kind of have to go home first to get this photo of this kid and I really don't want to go back." She explained.

"I'll go."

"You can't go, not unless you want to be beaten to death with a very large stick." I laughed at this until I realised she was deadly serious. I thought about it for a moment.

"I've got an idea. Does Doug have a cell phone?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Because he can bring it out for you so you don't actually have to go inside and a cell phone is the only way we can make sure it's him and not one of your parents."

Jess's POV

Me and Rob both rode to my house on our bikes. I hope Doug will be outside already, we have to be really fast. Plus I have to leave my bike and get onto Rob's since I can't leave it at his place. Hopefully we can leave before anyone gets a chance to beat either of us to death with a very large stick. Rob stopped in the middle of the street while I quickly parked my bike in the nearest space, rushed up to Doug who was thankfully already there and gave him a thumbs up.

"Oh and Doug, please don't tell anyone where I am." He tapped the side of his nose and I rushed to get onto Rob's bike before anyone came outside. We were free!!!! Yes! And no one had been beaten to death with a large stick!

A/N: Wow, that was a lot longer than the first chapter. Review now! Press the greyish blue button. People have different opinions of what colour it is, I personally think it's greyish blue. By the way I will except constructive criticism. As long as it's constructive, don't just say it's rubbish tell me why! How can I improve?