A/N: I couldn't wait to get this chapter up, I think this is one of my favorites and I hope that you guys enjoy it. It it quite a bit longer than the last chapter, I didn't realize how difficult it could be to write longer chapters. Please read and review!

Previously:

I nodded and turned to face Madam Zara, but she was gone…

Thursday Morning, Lilly's bedroom

The good thing about being Lilly is that her parents are psychoanalysts, so they are extremely early risers, and pretty much leave Michael and Lilly to get up and out by themselves. Michael went into his room, and didn't speak to me for the rest of the night last night.

I told Michael that I didn't feel very well, and I didn't think that I would go to school today, but he wouldn't hear of it, and told me that, "If you don't go to school today, Lilly will think that she won. Show her that you have some backbone for a change. Get up and get ready, you have ten minutes."

At least now he is talking to me. I got dressed and grabbed my books. Michael was already downstairs in the vestibule waiting for me.

When I got downstairs, Michael held the door open for me as we walked outside.

"So, are you still mad at me?" I asked him.

"No. I'm sorry that I blew up at you like that, but it just took me by surprise."

"You know that I didn't mean to, right?"

He gave me a sideways grin and he said, "Don't worry about it Mia. Oh, and don't worry about Boris, I've got a plan."

"Would you care to fill me in on the details?" I asked him.

He just smirked and said, "I'll tell you later. There are some things that I need to take care of first."

Thursday, lunch time

When I got to school this morning, Boris came up to me and grabbed my hand. "I am so glad that we get to spend some time together."

Umm, sure, Boris.

"Oh, yeah," I said, "ditto."

I tried to pull away from him, but he had an iron grip on my hand. That violin playing must use more muscle than I thought. Michael viewed this scene with an amused smile on his face. I'm so glad to see that he is enjoying himself. He winked at me, and walked to class.

I didn't see Lilly the entire morning. At first I thought that she decided to skip school, but in between classes I saw Lars lurking around. He was standing with Michael, who was talking quietly, and gesturing with his hands wildly. I saw Lars nod his head and glance around. His gaze landed on me, and I scurried down the hall and into my next class.

At lunch time, Michael caught up with me. "Hey," he greeted me. We walked together to the lunch line, and passed by Lilly.

She ignored me, and continued talking to Tina. I overheard her saying something about the election. Tina glanced up at me and smiled. "Hey Lilly!"

I replied but kept walking. While I was standing there, waiting for my turn at the salad bar, Michael whispered to me, "Meet me at that empty table, I want to talk to you."

He turned and walked to the hot line. If I could talk him into becoming a vegetarian, then he would be perfect. Well, not to say that he isn't perfect already. I grabbed my tray and walked over to the spot Michael had pointed out.

"Hey," he said, sliding his tray onto the table. I looked up to see Lars beside him. My eyes, I'm pretty sure, got as big as saucers, because Lars said, "It's okay Princess. I know what's going on."

I sat there dumbfounded, and Michael chuckled as he said, "Lars suspected that you weren't your usual self, and when I told him what happened, he agreed with me."

"I realized something was up when she ordered pork fried rice at Number One Noodle Son last night." He told me.

Oh God! Lilly put meat into my mouth! She has gone too far this time. I don't care if she sets me up on a million dates with her mouth-breathing, sweater tucking boyfriend, but the second she decided to revert my body to her carnivorous ways, she messed up. I started to get up, but Lars put his hand out to stop me.

"Don't worry, Princess, she didn't eat it. She saw that I was watching and changed her order."

I blew out a sigh of relief. When I looked over at Lilly, she was sitting with Tina, hunched over the table. I wondered if she even realized that Lars was not at his post.

"So, what are we going to do?" I asked them. Michael seems to have filled Lars in on all the details, because he answered me.

"Boris will escort you to the party tomorrow night."

I wrinkled up my nose. I have to go with HIM? I mean, I like Boris and everything, but strictly in a platonic sense, and definitely not enough to slow dance with him. Just then, a thought struck me.

"Wait. How are we going to get in? Don't you think that Lilly would have us Persona Non Grata-ed or whatever?"

"Don't worry about it. I'll take of everything on that end Princess."

I looked at Michael, "Does Boris know that we won't be going to the movies?"

"I have already spoken to him about it," Michael assured me, "there won't be a problem."

"Yeah, but…" I began, but Michael cut me off. "Don't worry about it, everything has been planned out. Nothing will go wrong."

Hah, that's what he thinks. If it involves me, there is almost a 100 guarantee that something will be amiss. However, being the princess that I am, I gracefully gave in.

"Alright. Just make sure everything goes according to plan."

Lars got up and quickly walked back to the table behind Lilly and sat across from Wahim.