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Mia's POV.
Just like first semester, there's a party to welcome everyone back to school. But since what happened at the last school party I went to, I'm not too inclined to go to this one.
Lucky for me, Hayley and Maggie, who insisted on taking me out tonight, didn't insist on taking me to it. Instead, we're going to some new underage club that just opened up down town. They're hoping it'll take my mind off everyone. And I hope they're right.
Although, they did tell me that going shopping to get something new to wear tonight would take my mind off things too. How wrong they were. I mean, it would have totally worked if I hadn't seen Michael and Holly kissing in the middle of the sidewalk as if they were so in love they couldn't wait to get some privacy.
Maybe if I'd been quick enough to turn around and walk the other way, before Michael saw me, I could have salvaged the shopping trip. But no, I stood there gawking at them like a deer caught in headlights. And then, I had to go and tell Michael that it was perfectly acceptable to be kissing his fiancé in public, when really, I wanted to scream and yell about the injustice of it all!!!
I need to calm down. I just need to forget about it, go out, and have fun.
I put on the halter-top and skirt I'd picked out before I'd run into Michael, and waited with Hayley for Maggie to arrive.
"Mia, you look great!" she cried as soon as she walked in. "We are going to have so much fun tonight, girls!"
Maggie is usually a little bit more excited about things than most people, but I can tell that tonight her added enthusiasm is for my benefit. And I appreciate it. Really, I do. Only I'd appreciate it if it wasn't so shrill.
"Thanks," I replied, with less energy. "You look great, too."
"Well, duh. Come on; let's get going. Is Lars ready, Mia?"
"Yeah, he's just waiting next door. The limo is downstairs too."
"Right! Let's go!" Now Hayley's the one being over enthusiastic. And I must admit, it's a little contagious.
We thundered on Lars' door, but he came out looking sullen, as usual. I guess it really is too much to ask for him to be even a little enthusiastic about trailing us around. And I don't blame him.
But we didn't let Lars' unenthusiastic demeanour dishearten us. We arrived at the club ready for fun.
Unfortunately so had a lot of other people; there was a line all the way down the side of the building. But good ol' Lars took care of it and we were inside the club in a matter of a few minutes. Sometimes being a princess with a kick ass Nordic bodyguard can have its perks.
Inside the club was really nice. You can tell that it's new though, because everything is modern, shiny and clean. Something you don't find often in clubs, or so I'm told.
We sat down at a small, round table by the bar and assessed our surroundings. Lars stayed standing a few feet away.
"Wow," Maggie exclaimed. "See that guy, over there," she pointed to a guy sitting on the other side of the room. "He is fine!"
"Ooh, yeah!" Hayley agreed.
Not wanting to be left out, although guy-perving was not something I felt like doing, I muttered an agreement.
"Or," Hayley said, now looking at a guy closer to us. "That one there."
"Mmm, not bad," Maggie replied. "But, oh wait! What about that guy checking out Mia? He's not bad!"
"What? Where?" Hayley pounced.
"Really?" I asked, my head perking up. "Someone is checking me out?" That's a surprise.
"Duh, girl, you're looking hot tonight. That guy over there, see? By the table just there?"
"Hey," Hayley cut in. "Doesn't he go to our school? I've seen him around."
I finally saw who they meant. And they were right, he was looking in my direction, but he wasn't checking me out. I don't think.
"Hey," I told her. "That's Felix. But I thought he went to NYU."
"Ooh! She's already established a first name basis, things are looking good!" Hayley squealed to Maggie.
"No, it's not what you think," I told them. "He's a friend of Michael's. He's in his band."
"Oh," they both chorused together, looking disappointed.
"Still, don't you want to go talk to him?" Maggie pushed.
"I dunno." I turned back around in my chair so I was no longer facing him. "Even if he wasn't a friend of Michael's I just don't know if I'm ready for that yet."
"That's fair enough," Maggie said. "I mean, it's not as if Michael's moved on or anything. It's not as if he's getting married and preparing to have a child..."
"God, make me feel worse why don't you?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to. It's just, he's moved on. So maybe you should too."
"But he hasn't moved on. Well, technically yes he has, but he hasn't really. And it shouldn't matter even if he had moved on already, because I'm not ready to."
"So the fact that he's on his way over here right now is not a good thing?" Hayley whispered to me.
"What?" I started panicking.
"Hey, it'll be ok. Just tell him you're not interested."
I nodded just as I sensed a presence on my left side. Looking up, I saw it was Felix.
"Hey," he said. "Are you ok? I heard about what happened with you and Moscovitz."
"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied. "Actually...that's a lie. But I will be fine. I've just got to give it time."
"Yeah, time. Right."
"Hey!" I said suddenly. "What are you doing here in an underage club? Aren't you twenty one yet?"
"Yeah, but mentally I'm still fourteen." He laughed and I laughed along with him. "No, really, I just wanted to see what this place was like. And who says you need beer to have fun? Soda is just as good. Speaking of, do you want a Coke?"
"Uh, sure. Thanks."
He left to get the Cokes and I turned back to Hayley and Maggie, but they'd mysteriously disappeared. Funny that.
Felix came back a minute later with our Cokes and we began talking about all sorts of things. The conversation wasn't forced at all, like I thought it might be. And thankfully he didn't mention Michael again. I think he did that especially.
Apparently he was at NYU, but he transferred this semester. So he's now a Senior at Columbia. With Michael.
After a while I felt kind of guilty that he was here stuck talking to me instead of meeting new people.
"You don't have to stay here with me all night, you know," I told him.
"Do you not like my company?" he said with a grin.
"No, it's not that. But if you want to go off and meet new people or whatever, I understand."
"Nah, it's a bit of a dull crowd here anyway. And it's not like we're not having a good time, right?"
"Right," I replied, actually glad for his company since I have absolutely no idea where Maggie and Hayley are.
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The whole Felix transferring to Columbia is a funny story. Cos I originally had him there anyway, but then realised that I'd written him out in Creep. So I had to write him back in. Oopsies. Oh well. That's why I never start posting until I've fully written it. Cos I always stuff up on something. And I'm somewhat of a perfectionist with my work...except for the typos that slip through. Haha.
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Mia's POV.
Just like first semester, there's a party to welcome everyone back to school. But since what happened at the last school party I went to, I'm not too inclined to go to this one.
Lucky for me, Hayley and Maggie, who insisted on taking me out tonight, didn't insist on taking me to it. Instead, we're going to some new underage club that just opened up down town. They're hoping it'll take my mind off everyone. And I hope they're right.
Although, they did tell me that going shopping to get something new to wear tonight would take my mind off things too. How wrong they were. I mean, it would have totally worked if I hadn't seen Michael and Holly kissing in the middle of the sidewalk as if they were so in love they couldn't wait to get some privacy.
Maybe if I'd been quick enough to turn around and walk the other way, before Michael saw me, I could have salvaged the shopping trip. But no, I stood there gawking at them like a deer caught in headlights. And then, I had to go and tell Michael that it was perfectly acceptable to be kissing his fiancé in public, when really, I wanted to scream and yell about the injustice of it all!!!
I need to calm down. I just need to forget about it, go out, and have fun.
I put on the halter-top and skirt I'd picked out before I'd run into Michael, and waited with Hayley for Maggie to arrive.
"Mia, you look great!" she cried as soon as she walked in. "We are going to have so much fun tonight, girls!"
Maggie is usually a little bit more excited about things than most people, but I can tell that tonight her added enthusiasm is for my benefit. And I appreciate it. Really, I do. Only I'd appreciate it if it wasn't so shrill.
"Thanks," I replied, with less energy. "You look great, too."
"Well, duh. Come on; let's get going. Is Lars ready, Mia?"
"Yeah, he's just waiting next door. The limo is downstairs too."
"Right! Let's go!" Now Hayley's the one being over enthusiastic. And I must admit, it's a little contagious.
We thundered on Lars' door, but he came out looking sullen, as usual. I guess it really is too much to ask for him to be even a little enthusiastic about trailing us around. And I don't blame him.
But we didn't let Lars' unenthusiastic demeanour dishearten us. We arrived at the club ready for fun.
Unfortunately so had a lot of other people; there was a line all the way down the side of the building. But good ol' Lars took care of it and we were inside the club in a matter of a few minutes. Sometimes being a princess with a kick ass Nordic bodyguard can have its perks.
Inside the club was really nice. You can tell that it's new though, because everything is modern, shiny and clean. Something you don't find often in clubs, or so I'm told.
We sat down at a small, round table by the bar and assessed our surroundings. Lars stayed standing a few feet away.
"Wow," Maggie exclaimed. "See that guy, over there," she pointed to a guy sitting on the other side of the room. "He is fine!"
"Ooh, yeah!" Hayley agreed.
Not wanting to be left out, although guy-perving was not something I felt like doing, I muttered an agreement.
"Or," Hayley said, now looking at a guy closer to us. "That one there."
"Mmm, not bad," Maggie replied. "But, oh wait! What about that guy checking out Mia? He's not bad!"
"What? Where?" Hayley pounced.
"Really?" I asked, my head perking up. "Someone is checking me out?" That's a surprise.
"Duh, girl, you're looking hot tonight. That guy over there, see? By the table just there?"
"Hey," Hayley cut in. "Doesn't he go to our school? I've seen him around."
I finally saw who they meant. And they were right, he was looking in my direction, but he wasn't checking me out. I don't think.
"Hey," I told her. "That's Felix. But I thought he went to NYU."
"Ooh! She's already established a first name basis, things are looking good!" Hayley squealed to Maggie.
"No, it's not what you think," I told them. "He's a friend of Michael's. He's in his band."
"Oh," they both chorused together, looking disappointed.
"Still, don't you want to go talk to him?" Maggie pushed.
"I dunno." I turned back around in my chair so I was no longer facing him. "Even if he wasn't a friend of Michael's I just don't know if I'm ready for that yet."
"That's fair enough," Maggie said. "I mean, it's not as if Michael's moved on or anything. It's not as if he's getting married and preparing to have a child..."
"God, make me feel worse why don't you?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to. It's just, he's moved on. So maybe you should too."
"But he hasn't moved on. Well, technically yes he has, but he hasn't really. And it shouldn't matter even if he had moved on already, because I'm not ready to."
"So the fact that he's on his way over here right now is not a good thing?" Hayley whispered to me.
"What?" I started panicking.
"Hey, it'll be ok. Just tell him you're not interested."
I nodded just as I sensed a presence on my left side. Looking up, I saw it was Felix.
"Hey," he said. "Are you ok? I heard about what happened with you and Moscovitz."
"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied. "Actually...that's a lie. But I will be fine. I've just got to give it time."
"Yeah, time. Right."
"Hey!" I said suddenly. "What are you doing here in an underage club? Aren't you twenty one yet?"
"Yeah, but mentally I'm still fourteen." He laughed and I laughed along with him. "No, really, I just wanted to see what this place was like. And who says you need beer to have fun? Soda is just as good. Speaking of, do you want a Coke?"
"Uh, sure. Thanks."
He left to get the Cokes and I turned back to Hayley and Maggie, but they'd mysteriously disappeared. Funny that.
Felix came back a minute later with our Cokes and we began talking about all sorts of things. The conversation wasn't forced at all, like I thought it might be. And thankfully he didn't mention Michael again. I think he did that especially.
Apparently he was at NYU, but he transferred this semester. So he's now a Senior at Columbia. With Michael.
After a while I felt kind of guilty that he was here stuck talking to me instead of meeting new people.
"You don't have to stay here with me all night, you know," I told him.
"Do you not like my company?" he said with a grin.
"No, it's not that. But if you want to go off and meet new people or whatever, I understand."
"Nah, it's a bit of a dull crowd here anyway. And it's not like we're not having a good time, right?"
"Right," I replied, actually glad for his company since I have absolutely no idea where Maggie and Hayley are.
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The whole Felix transferring to Columbia is a funny story. Cos I originally had him there anyway, but then realised that I'd written him out in Creep. So I had to write him back in. Oopsies. Oh well. That's why I never start posting until I've fully written it. Cos I always stuff up on something. And I'm somewhat of a perfectionist with my work...except for the typos that slip through. Haha.
