Authors Note:
You all knew it was coming!!!! I am so evil… thanks to reviewers and those who read and don't review… you stink. LoL, just jokin'.
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RECAP-- Michael kissed me. Deeply. I swear I had to have died and came back to life in the time he kissed me. It was that good. After parting from my lips he spoke smoothly. At first, I had no idea what he was saying, but then it came clear.
"It's a good thing."
"It's a good thing."
MIA'S POV
"Wh-Wha…" I said, completely bewildered. "What… What just happened?"
Michael looked so ashamed. I knew it. I knew it was too good to be true. How can I be so dumb? Why did he kiss me? I'll tell you why. Loss of blood, that's why. I'm so stupid. Instead of fixing his head, he's breaking my heart.
"I'm sorry, Mia. I don't know what came over me. I'll leave…now." Michael said. It may have just been the light, but I swear I was a tear in his eye. He stood up and bolted for the door. I had to figure this out, now.
"No. Wait. Michael, don't go. I-I need to figure this out." My heart pounded like 10 thousand drums all being hit by toddlers with spoons…
Wait… what?
"Mia," Michael said softly. "I didn't mean to do this… you have Kenny. I-I just needed someone… but Judith and I loved… but I'm sure you love Kenny… and I-"
Michael sighed. This made no sense to me… none what so ever.
"Look, Mia. I'm not trying to scare you, but I really… want you. But you have Kenny. And it was a mistake. I'm really sorry." He said dashing out the door.
And that was it.
That was all I got.
An Aspirin and a few sobs later, I felt a lot better, yet a lot shittier. This was just too confusing. Did Michael really love me? Probably not. He said that he wanted me. What does that mean? I can never understand signals like this.
"Mia! Honey I'm home!" My mom yelled from downstairs as she entered the apartment.
I pushed my face further into my pillow as if I squashed my nose hard enough I could fall through to some imaginary land stuffed with feathers and dreams. A place where nightmares are executed and imaginings flow free in and out of the bricks on the sidewalks.
And my guess is that's how I slept. Because the next morning I woke up with tear stains in my pillow and Fat Louie on my head.
MICHAEL'S POV
The other night was terrible. I've been trying to forget about it ever since. We both have. Mia and I that is. I took off my bandage as soon as I got home. I figure it'll be better if I don't remind myself of Mia every day.
It's been almost a week since I kissed Mia. Our concert is in two days and I honestly think I might pee myself. It's way too exciting to even imagine. I mean, the band and me have played tons of shows before, but none like this. This one could be the concert that started it all.
Wow, that was cheesy.
Anyway the line-up for the show is just genius. I'm so glad we've got a keyboarder for the show. Hopefully he'll be a permanent addition to Loose Ties.
Michael looked so ashamed. I knew it. I knew it was too good to be true. How can I be so dumb? Why did he kiss me? I'll tell you why. Loss of blood, that's why. I'm so stupid. Instead of fixing his head, he's breaking my heart.
"I'm sorry, Mia. I don't know what came over me. I'll leave…now." Michael said. It may have just been the light, but I swear I was a tear in his eye. He stood up and bolted for the door. I had to figure this out, now.
"No. Wait. Michael, don't go. I-I need to figure this out." My heart pounded like 10 thousand drums all being hit by toddlers with spoons…
Wait… what?
"Mia," Michael said softly. "I didn't mean to do this… you have Kenny. I-I just needed someone… but Judith and I loved… but I'm sure you love Kenny… and I-"
Michael sighed. This made no sense to me… none what so ever.
"Look, Mia. I'm not trying to scare you, but I really… want you. But you have Kenny. And it was a mistake. I'm really sorry." He said dashing out the door.
And that was it.
That was all I got.
An Aspirin and a few sobs later, I felt a lot better, yet a lot shittier. This was just too confusing. Did Michael really love me? Probably not. He said that he wanted me. What does that mean? I can never understand signals like this.
"Mia! Honey I'm home!" My mom yelled from downstairs as she entered the apartment.
I pushed my face further into my pillow as if I squashed my nose hard enough I could fall through to some imaginary land stuffed with feathers and dreams. A place where nightmares are executed and imaginings flow free in and out of the bricks on the sidewalks.
And my guess is that's how I slept. Because the next morning I woke up with tear stains in my pillow and Fat Louie on my head.
MICHAEL'S POV
The other night was terrible. I've been trying to forget about it ever since. We both have. Mia and I that is. I took off my bandage as soon as I got home. I figure it'll be better if I don't remind myself of Mia every day.
It's been almost a week since I kissed Mia. Our concert is in two days and I honestly think I might pee myself. It's way too exciting to even imagine. I mean, the band and me have played tons of shows before, but none like this. This one could be the concert that started it all.
Wow, that was cheesy.
Anyway the line-up for the show is just genius. I'm so glad we've got a keyboarder for the show. Hopefully he'll be a permanent addition to Loose Ties.
Here's the Line-up:
Calm Before the Storm
Breathing
Magazines Pop Punk Band
Shiver
Razorblades
Jude Law and a Semester Abroad To be completely honest, I've been trying my hardest to get over Mia, but it hasn't honestly worked. A very sad sad truth is, I tried a dating service. I even kept a journal on it. It was a complete disaster
Calm Before the Storm
Breathing
Magazines Pop Punk Band
Shiver
Razorblades
Jude Law and a Semester Abroad To be completely honest, I've been trying my hardest to get over Mia, but it hasn't honestly worked. A very sad sad truth is, I tried a dating service. I even kept a journal on it. It was a complete disaster
CHRISSY
I met Chrissy at a Seafood restaurant. She seemed so sweet and she was really pretty, too. Her bright pink dress and matching… everything gave me the idea she was a real girly girl and I had never dated anyone like that before. It said on her profile that she enjoyed novels.
Michael: Chrissy?
Chrissy: Oh, yes! You must be Michael. Nice to meet you.
Michael: Nice to meet you, too. You're looking very pretty tonight.
Chrissy: OH MY GOD YOU HAVE LIKE NO IDEA HOW LIKE MUCH TIME IT TOOK ME TO LIKE GET READY I WOULDN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU AND I LIKE THINK YOU'RE SO LIKE ADORABLE!
Michael: Oh… um, yes, thanks.
Chrissy: This is such an exciting experience. Don't you think so? Excuse me, waiter get me a table please? Thanks a bunch Tommy boy.
Server: My name's Patrick, Ms. Isola. I've told you this many times. Chrissy: Ohh, picky picky. Please Johnny, don't make me tell my daddy, k?
She tipped the server and the bus boy. I was getting the out-of-place feeling I always get around rich people. Turns out her daddy owned the restaurant anyway, so this really wasn't much of an outing for her, but, I'll be perfectly honest, she wouldn't shut up the entire meal.
Chrissy: This lobster is the best, don't ya think!?
Michael: Um… sure. It-uh said in your resume that you enjoy fantasy novels? Which ones have you read?
Chrissy: WELL, I liked Harry Potter, but I'll be honest I thought he was going to be a LOT cuter. Didn't you? I mean, they use him soooooo much in the books, you'd think this guy would've been like WHOA but he wasn't! And in the other books, he was, like, so TINY and in all the books he's older, but every time I look in up in the yellow pages, it always says UNAVAILABLE! I MEAN YOU'D THINK THIS MEGA WHOA WIZARD WOULD WANT TO BE FAMOUS!? BUT NOOOOOOOOO!
Michael: I, uh, don't think Harry Potter is a real per-
Chrissy: Yeah, you know what he's not? He's like such a faker. I bet he likes Stephanie!
Michael: Stephanie…?
Chrissy: You know, the brown haired wizard who needs a SERIOUS makeover?
Michael: I've never read the books, but isn't her name Hermione?
Chrissy: Oh my gosh, that's such an UGLY name, HERMIONE! Stephanie, is soo much prettier.
Michael: I guess so, but the author put Hermione in there so shouldn't that be what you call her?
Chrissy: Oh my God, MIKEY! YOU THINK HERMIONE IS PRETTIER THEN ME, DON'T YOU?!
Michael: What? No, no. Chrissy, you're very pretty.
Chrissy: YOU'RE SUCH A LIAR! JUST LIKE HARRY AND STEPHAINE!! YOU JUST WANT ME FOR MY BRAIN!
Michael: Check? Waiter, check please?
Chrissy: I AM TOTALLY OUT OF HERE! YOU CAN TAKE BACK YOUR STUPID RING!
Michael: What? I never gave you a ring!
Chrissy: FINE! I'M LEAVING! And with that note, she was out of the restaurant faster then you could ever imagine. I've never seen anyone walk so fast in platform shoes in my entire life. Oh, and did I mention? Everyone in the restaurant had turned to look at me.
Michael: Check…? Anyone at all?
This is just a sample of the hell I've been through trying to get a date for my concert. It's pitiful. I've been through about nine Chrissy's, one extremely Goth girl who kept telling me the stars were out to get me, two girls who had to be home by 8:30 to take their medicine, a forty-year-old woman who told me… weird things.
Michael: Chrissy?
Chrissy: Oh, yes! You must be Michael. Nice to meet you.
Michael: Nice to meet you, too. You're looking very pretty tonight.
Chrissy: OH MY GOD YOU HAVE LIKE NO IDEA HOW LIKE MUCH TIME IT TOOK ME TO LIKE GET READY I WOULDN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU AND I LIKE THINK YOU'RE SO LIKE ADORABLE!
Michael: Oh… um, yes, thanks.
Chrissy: This is such an exciting experience. Don't you think so? Excuse me, waiter get me a table please? Thanks a bunch Tommy boy.
Server: My name's Patrick, Ms. Isola. I've told you this many times. Chrissy: Ohh, picky picky. Please Johnny, don't make me tell my daddy, k?
She tipped the server and the bus boy. I was getting the out-of-place feeling I always get around rich people. Turns out her daddy owned the restaurant anyway, so this really wasn't much of an outing for her, but, I'll be perfectly honest, she wouldn't shut up the entire meal.
Chrissy: This lobster is the best, don't ya think!?
Michael: Um… sure. It-uh said in your resume that you enjoy fantasy novels? Which ones have you read?
Chrissy: WELL, I liked Harry Potter, but I'll be honest I thought he was going to be a LOT cuter. Didn't you? I mean, they use him soooooo much in the books, you'd think this guy would've been like WHOA but he wasn't! And in the other books, he was, like, so TINY and in all the books he's older, but every time I look in up in the yellow pages, it always says UNAVAILABLE! I MEAN YOU'D THINK THIS MEGA WHOA WIZARD WOULD WANT TO BE FAMOUS!? BUT NOOOOOOOOO!
Michael: I, uh, don't think Harry Potter is a real per-
Chrissy: Yeah, you know what he's not? He's like such a faker. I bet he likes Stephanie!
Michael: Stephanie…?
Chrissy: You know, the brown haired wizard who needs a SERIOUS makeover?
Michael: I've never read the books, but isn't her name Hermione?
Chrissy: Oh my gosh, that's such an UGLY name, HERMIONE! Stephanie, is soo much prettier.
Michael: I guess so, but the author put Hermione in there so shouldn't that be what you call her?
Chrissy: Oh my God, MIKEY! YOU THINK HERMIONE IS PRETTIER THEN ME, DON'T YOU?!
Michael: What? No, no. Chrissy, you're very pretty.
Chrissy: YOU'RE SUCH A LIAR! JUST LIKE HARRY AND STEPHAINE!! YOU JUST WANT ME FOR MY BRAIN!
Michael: Check? Waiter, check please?
Chrissy: I AM TOTALLY OUT OF HERE! YOU CAN TAKE BACK YOUR STUPID RING!
Michael: What? I never gave you a ring!
Chrissy: FINE! I'M LEAVING! And with that note, she was out of the restaurant faster then you could ever imagine. I've never seen anyone walk so fast in platform shoes in my entire life. Oh, and did I mention? Everyone in the restaurant had turned to look at me.
Michael: Check…? Anyone at all?
This is just a sample of the hell I've been through trying to get a date for my concert. It's pitiful. I've been through about nine Chrissy's, one extremely Goth girl who kept telling me the stars were out to get me, two girls who had to be home by 8:30 to take their medicine, a forty-year-old woman who told me… weird things.
I'm deeply scared by a few of them. One girl tried to cut my meat at dinner. I met a girl named Paige who kept screaming in the movie theater until eventually we got thrown out. It was a disaster. We went to see Anchorman and the entire time she kept shrieking out, "OHHH! THEY ARE TOOOOOOOTALLY GUNNA END UP DUKEING IT!!" I have no idea what the word DUKE means!
And I'm sitting here writing in my Live Journal trying to think of a way I could possibly get one of these girls to show up at my concert and not talk at all. It's physically impossible.
As I look over my journal entries on each girl, I shudder. What possessed me to date these women?
The Goth girl might stay quiet until she feels the presence of another over sushi again.
Mega Whoa.
MIA'S POV
As I look over my journal entries on each girl, I shudder. What possessed me to date these women?
The Goth girl might stay quiet until she feels the presence of another over sushi again.
Mega Whoa.
MIA'S POV
In all honesty, I hate Grandmere.
I mean, it's no longer a teenager-mad-at-the-world thing. She's gone above and beyond the call of evil and made my life a living hell.
Today I went over Tina's and we walked to the near by Plaza to buy magazines, make-up, and junk food. We were obviously planning a sleepover because Tina didn't have to work at the stables the next day and I had no lessons.
We got home and waited for Shameeka to arrive. Tina started flipping through magazines and I tried on this new Ravin' Raspberry lip-gloss. It seemed like something Lana would wear. So, I tossed it in the trash.
"OH MY GOD, MIA! YOU'RE IN MY MAGAZINE!" Tina yelped hoping up from her King size bed.
"Yeah right. I've never modeled before in, like, my whole life!" I said picking out the Purple Plum nail polish. What is it with these manufactures? They're obsessed with fruit!
"SERIOUSLY, MIA! LOOK FOR YOURSELF!" Tina screamed.
And there it was.
In bright pink and yellow letters on the top of page 26.
PRINCESS IN PINK POSES FOR PAPARAZZI!
It had a whole article about me. I cannot believe this. Just when I had gotten the whole 'princess thing' back on the DL, Grandmere completely thrashed my reputation, again!
I had to find Lilly.
She always knew what to do about these things. She dealt with people's rubbish all the time. And if she couldn't do anything, at least she could make me feel better with big words.
Tina and I hobbled into her Limo and Wahim drove us to Lilly's place.
End Chapter SIX.
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