AN: In the last chapter I went wacko. Sorry about that. Also sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. I hope everyone out there forgives me. On to my story.

Unfortunately that was a dream. But of course, I would rather sell my soul then go out with somebody who… well wasn't Michael. Anyhow I don't like those celebrities, they are such fakers.

Today I have to pack for my official second trip to Genovia. This time Michael can come! Luckily my Dad let him come. I don't know what I would do if he wasn't there. Now that we are "official" I can't bear to be away from him for more than a day.

Grandmere is mad, she says that your people must come before your heart. Please stop telling me that! It is not true! Hopefully.

Sorry I have to go. I have to get back to packing!

Today we fly to Genovia. Michael is very nervous, he keeps holding my hand. It is as cold as ice.

We have boarded the plane, my Dad's private jet. Grandmere is asking Michael all sorts of different questions, such as where he is going to collage and such. I should ask her to stop, I fear this is making Michael even more nervous.

We are in the limo, driving to the palace. My Dad did me a favour by giving Michael and I our own limo. We talked a bit in there.

Me: Michael, sorry about Grandmere asking you all those questions.

Michael: It's OK. I guess I'm going to have to get used to it. I mean I am the Princess of Genovia's boyfriend.

He laughed.

Me: There's the castle!

Michael: Wow! That's big!

Me: I know, one time I got lost!

I better go I have a fitting at the local Chanel! (Grandmere's idea!)

AN: Poor Michael! Plz clik da lil button down dere and send a review!!