A/N: I know, I know, this is super super short, but it is a very important part in the story and will hopefully grab ya'll interest for the upcoming chapters. I really need to start working on my English essay, but this is so much more entertaining! Please read and review, good, bad, indifferent, whatever, I would like some feedback from ya'll so I know if I'm doing my job correctly! )
P.S. Thank you Kristinmilly for pointing out a very big error in this chapter.
April 24th Geometry Class
My life is officially over. I know, I have said that many, many times, but this time, I'm not sure if I will ever fully recover from the humiliation I am suffering right now. When I woke up this morning, I was still happy from being able to see Michael before I had to go back to school and to being tortured by Paulette and Grandmere.
That is, I was until I ran across the hallway to go to the sink and brush my teeth, happened to look down, and saw my mom and Mr. G hunched over the table whispering frantically. My first thought was something happened to Fat Louie, but then I remembered being awoken by him when he settled himself onto my chest. I really didn't think anything of it except hoping my mom wasn't having another child with my Geometry teacher. I still can't help but call him Mr. G at home.
Anyway, I continued my daily routine. When I turned the water on to wash my face, my mom called up to me to make sure I was up. When I walked down the stairs, they both looked up at me, and my mom ran out of the room.
"What's up with her?" I asked cautiously.
Mr. G glanced down at the paper that was spread out on the table and I followed his gaze. On the front page of the Daily Enquirer was my face, with the headline "Princess Mia's Late Night Tryst" superimposed over a blurry shot of me kissing Michael goodbye as he climbed out the window to leave. I dropped into the nearest chair and pulled the paper to me to read the story. I cut out parts of it and pasted it in here; I can't bring myself to repeat some of the trash that was written about me. I keep rereading it, hoping that it wasn't about me, but about some other minor New York celebrity.
Princess Mia's Secret Tryst
Local resident and Princess of Genovia, Amelia Mignonette Thermopolis Renaldo was spotted last night in a late night embrace. Sources say the mystery man was the Princess' boyfriend of over a year, Michael Moscovitz. Moscovitz, who is a sophomore at prestigious Columbia University, was caught climbing up the fire escape stairs to Princess Mia's bedroom, where sources say, he emerged over an hour later. A cameraman caught the two lovebirds sharing a kiss as he prepared to leave. Will Genovia soon see a new heir to the throne?
There was even a picture of me with my arms around his neck, kissing him goodbye. I can't believe this! I didn't even see a flash and what kind of freak hangs around my fire escape at midnight! And furthermore, he was only there for about ten minutes, AT THE MOST. Wait until Grandmere finds out about this, Oh God, will she side with me, her only grand-daughter and heir to the throne, or will she believe what the tabloid reporters are saying? That is a rather convincing picture of me and Michael. Oh, shit. I'm gonna be in troubleā¦
