Michael was packing his bags that afternoon. He was leaving a day before the royal engagement party, basically a month before the ceremony itself. He couldn't seem to run through his system that she's getting married, so he thought that leaving just might be the next nest thing.

Lilly was walking towards her room when she glanced at Michael's door that he was packing. She stopped and decided to walk up to her brother and asked what was going on.

She knocked lightly then strolled her way to the room. "Hey there, what's up!"

Michael looked up, "I'm packing."

"Obviously," Lilly replied. "I mean, what's up? Why are you packing?"

Michael walked up to his closet to get more of his stuff, "Band emergency."

"Like what? Sphinx's cymbals burned into pieces? Madd's strings got unattached," Lilly teasingly asked as she sat on the bed. "C'mon. That's not the reason."

He stood in front of her, "I have my reasons. Shirt please."

"As the great Michael Moscovitz says," as she gave his The Clash shirt she just sat on. "Tell me, why leave so soon? You were the one who pushed me into taking you here and now you're in a hurry to leave. What's causing all this brother? Tell me, tell me," Lilly teasingly pleaded.

"Get off my case, Lillian."

She just merely smiled and shook her head.

Michael sat beside her. "Do you want to know why?"

She looked at him.

"Because I don't want to stay. Because I don't want to see Mia get married. Because I don't want to hear her say 'I do' when the priest asks her if she want to be the wife of Lord Nicholas. Because I couldn't stand all the fuss going on around her. Because I don't wanna hear the people in the whole world clap when Mia and Nicholas finally announces their engagement. Because I don't want her to get married. Because I love her. There, you heard it. Happy?" Michael said in a snap of a breath.

Lilly sat there, at awe at how her brother said all those things. "Wow, I was thinking more of you going back to sign your next contract. Wow."

There was silence in the room. From the side of the door, unaware of who heard their conversation, Mia was standing. Stunned. Shocked. She ran quickly to room and thought for a while.