An Old Fashioned Mia
Summary: Mia is sent back in time, to the 1800's, 1830 to be exact. She's not 15 anymore but 18, and ready to be launched off into Genovian society, but she's not launched in Genovia, but in London's famous ton itself! As she soon learns, Grandmere has had a hand in this, because she's there too! Michael is also sent back with Mia along with Lilly. Will it be her first love she chooses or one of the eligible young bachelors of London?
A/N: This happens after Mia's 15th birthday in the fifth book, after the little incident with Grandmere and the pea soup.
A wish.
I blew out the candles on my birthday cake and closed my eyes for my wish. It was an obvious one, especially for a girl that has a major problem with fitting in. I wished to fit in. Lame wish, I know, but it was a wish from the heart and almost guaranteed to come true.
A cheer went up and Michael gave me a hug. It was the best night of my life. I was after all, a princess and fifteen. I also had a boyfriend, something I had wanted for as long as I could remember.
Then Grandmere had to ruin it. Romel had run off and tripped a waiter, causing him to spill pea soup all over her. It couldn't get any worse than this, but it was funny. The Dowager Princess and the Pea. It had a nice ring to it.
After that, the night sped away, and before I knew it I was back in the loft, in my own room. I had prepared myself for bed, intending to sleep, but after I turned my light off, I lay awake for a while.
I thought about my wish and what might happen if it came true. If it came true, I would find a place where I fit in, where I had a place. I had friends, but it wasn't the same as having a place where I belonged. Right now, I felt like I was drifting from place to place, never finding where I truly belonged. I might be a princess, but I really didn't fit the job description. I was a behind the scenes person, a person rarely mentioned. I also wasn't a beauty. What princess didn't have a bust?! Or hair that was controllable. I was a disaster waiting to happen.
Finally I began to think of what it might have been like if I had lived in the 1800's. Grandmere was having me read a book on the society of the 1800's. So far, I had found out that there were a lot of arranged marriages, but the most exciting part was about the scandal sheets and London's ton. The ton was sort of like a game, in a sense. During the spring and early summer, young ladies of rich families were launched out into society so they could claim a husband. It was called a season and sounded quite interesting.
I fell asleep dreaming about being a belle at a ball and having all sorts of men offering marriage to me.
A little short, but I hope you like it!!!! Review!!!!