Hey this is my first fanfic, so this may not be the greatest! Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this one, but I do own all the books and the movie! Hehe
A/N: The Cultural Diversity Dance is not going to take place, and this story takes place sometime when everyone knows she is a Princess in the first book.
October 15; 9pm, In the limo to the loft from Grandmere
I'm so tired! I wish once, just once, Grandmere would let me home in time for Baywatch. God! But the lesson tonight was far worse than any other princess lesson. That's because Grandmere was trying to pry into my personal life, ya know, my love life. Not that I have one, but hey, some things I just want to keep private. Knowing Grandmere, she would probably tell all her friends about how her granddaughter, the Princess of Genovia, has no personal life because she is a 5'9, brestless, princess freak. But, hey, I'm learning to deal with it, sort of.
Ever since my secret (that I was hoping I could keep from everyone. Ha, wishful thinking.) came out that I was the only heir to the throne my father now is reigning over, people have been excess fully nice to me. Now, not that it is bad, it's just you can totally tell that most of it is fake. Like when Josh and Lana and their cronies came to sit with Tina and me (Lilly still isn't speaking to me) and were nice to us. There were none of Lana's usual comments about my lack of breast or anything. She even called me Mia! She never, ever calls me Mia. Not even in Kindergarten when I asked everyone to call me Mia in place of Amelia. So that was a surprise. Even though the "In- crowd" was seated at out table, we still were the outcast. Tina and I, I mean. Josh and his jock friends were talking about some party going to be on Saturday at John's (one of the crew team members) house. The reason it is at his house is because there aren't many houses in New York City.
"That way everyone can fit inside this time." someone said.
His family must be really rich to own a house in Manhattan. But, anyway, Lana looked up from her Cosmo magazine when she heard what Josh was talking about and Lana said, "Mia, you should so totally come to John's party. They are the best! Last time Jen had to go to the hospital to get her stomach pumped from consuming too much beer!" Then everyone started to laugh except for Tina, Josh and me.
"Hey guys", he was looking right at me with those electric blue eyes, " that was not cool!" he said. Then everyone stopped laughing once Josh had stated that that horrible incident wasn't a laughing matter. Tina and I just stared at each other. Then Josh went on to say, " Mia, Lana's right. You should come to the party. It wouldn't be a party without you. You know you want to."
Of course I want to go but come on. Could you see me at one of those parties where all they have to drink is beer? I mean me, Mia Thermopolis? No, never! I felt like someone was staring at me.. ya know those feelings right? So I turned around thinking it was Lilly, since practically the entire "In- crowd" was at my table. And it was Lilly, and she was giving me one of those stares that Grandmere always gives me when she is getting very impatient with me. One of those Evil Stares! But it wasn't just Lilly staring at me. No, Michael was staring too. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: I know it may not be the best but please review and tell me what I was good at and what I should improve on! Also, if you have any ideas about what I should write about in the next chapter (that is if I get enough reviews) please tell me.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this one, but I do own all the books and the movie! Hehe
A/N: The Cultural Diversity Dance is not going to take place, and this story takes place sometime when everyone knows she is a Princess in the first book.
October 15; 9pm, In the limo to the loft from Grandmere
I'm so tired! I wish once, just once, Grandmere would let me home in time for Baywatch. God! But the lesson tonight was far worse than any other princess lesson. That's because Grandmere was trying to pry into my personal life, ya know, my love life. Not that I have one, but hey, some things I just want to keep private. Knowing Grandmere, she would probably tell all her friends about how her granddaughter, the Princess of Genovia, has no personal life because she is a 5'9, brestless, princess freak. But, hey, I'm learning to deal with it, sort of.
Ever since my secret (that I was hoping I could keep from everyone. Ha, wishful thinking.) came out that I was the only heir to the throne my father now is reigning over, people have been excess fully nice to me. Now, not that it is bad, it's just you can totally tell that most of it is fake. Like when Josh and Lana and their cronies came to sit with Tina and me (Lilly still isn't speaking to me) and were nice to us. There were none of Lana's usual comments about my lack of breast or anything. She even called me Mia! She never, ever calls me Mia. Not even in Kindergarten when I asked everyone to call me Mia in place of Amelia. So that was a surprise. Even though the "In- crowd" was seated at out table, we still were the outcast. Tina and I, I mean. Josh and his jock friends were talking about some party going to be on Saturday at John's (one of the crew team members) house. The reason it is at his house is because there aren't many houses in New York City.
"That way everyone can fit inside this time." someone said.
His family must be really rich to own a house in Manhattan. But, anyway, Lana looked up from her Cosmo magazine when she heard what Josh was talking about and Lana said, "Mia, you should so totally come to John's party. They are the best! Last time Jen had to go to the hospital to get her stomach pumped from consuming too much beer!" Then everyone started to laugh except for Tina, Josh and me.
"Hey guys", he was looking right at me with those electric blue eyes, " that was not cool!" he said. Then everyone stopped laughing once Josh had stated that that horrible incident wasn't a laughing matter. Tina and I just stared at each other. Then Josh went on to say, " Mia, Lana's right. You should come to the party. It wouldn't be a party without you. You know you want to."
Of course I want to go but come on. Could you see me at one of those parties where all they have to drink is beer? I mean me, Mia Thermopolis? No, never! I felt like someone was staring at me.. ya know those feelings right? So I turned around thinking it was Lilly, since practically the entire "In- crowd" was at my table. And it was Lilly, and she was giving me one of those stares that Grandmere always gives me when she is getting very impatient with me. One of those Evil Stares! But it wasn't just Lilly staring at me. No, Michael was staring too. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: I know it may not be the best but please review and tell me what I was good at and what I should improve on! Also, if you have any ideas about what I should write about in the next chapter (that is if I get enough reviews) please tell me.