No One's POV
Mia watched as Michael made ice tea will their supper slowly reheated itself. Without even asking Michael poured her a glass with ice in it. Mia smiled at the fact Michael knew exactly what she wanted without having to be told. She could see a future husband in him, just from that little fact!
"Can I help you? I feel so useless." She asked him, as he
brought ketchup out of the fridge.
"No, I've got it all under control here on my own. Beside,
aren't you a princess? You'll have to learn sooner or later, others
are going to do all this for you!"
"That's not fair. I like being of use, and I don't ever except
anyone to ever wait on me hand and foot."
"That's my girl. Here," Michael passed her some salad out of
the fridge. "Put that one the table, here's some dressings too."
"Thought you just said you had it under control!" Mia replied
teasingly as she took the salad and dressing over to their small
kitchen table.
"Well, I did but you don't like standing there so I thought I
would give you something to do." Michael said as he walked up behind
her and put his hands on her waist.

Michael's POV
Mia is the woman I am going to marry. I just know it. She has
to be because, I know it's premature in the relationship to be saying
that, but she has to be because she's everything I ever thought of
having for a wife in my future. Minus the princess aspect but I can
deal with that.
"Michael, what are you thinking about?" She asked me as she
turned around in my arms.
"Just about our futures; and where their going to go. I know it
seems a little early to be talking about it, but we have known each
other pretty much are entire lives." I pulled her closer to me.
"Mia, even though we just got together, you know I do love you right?"
"Yes, I do! And you know I love you too?"
"Of course I do!" I kissed her softly on the forehead.

Mia's POV
"Michael, don't you think you should get or dinner out of the
oven before it burns?" I said as could smell the faintest of smoke
coming our way.
"Crap, your right!" He said as he let me go, running to the
other side of the kitchen.
After Michael grabbed the food and brought it back to the table, we
sat down and just started to talk. That is the one thing I always
loved about Michael is that fact the between me and him the
conversation just flowed easily.
"What do you think about actually being a princess?" he asked
me.
"I like it and I don't like it!"
"Why don't you?"
"For the reason it means I'm not normal anymore. I'm not just a
regular teenager and more. I have to be on my guard all the time
because there are people taking my picture. Everyone now knows how I
am. Before you know it was just people at school."
"Why do you like it than?"
"I can help people. I can change things, I can try and make a
country better, and I can do things to make my country better. More
environmentally friendly and everything. "
"Wow. I don't understand how you can't understand algebra.
You're smart Mia. Did you know that?'
"No, I didn't! Must be from my daily tortures from Grandmere
and Lana."
"And you're funny. Sometimes you are a smart ass though, but a
funny one. Why do you take shit from them?"
"Why? Why does anyone just take their shit, because it's easier
than standing up to them you know? If you try and stand up to them,
they just try hard to take you down. I know enough to know that
people like Lana are unhappy, same with Grandmere, they try and
destroy people so their lonely and depressed like them. They feel
happy by bringing others down. I won't fight her or any of them.
It's not worth my time. I'm happy being who I am, and I'm not going
to let what they say change that, even if sometimes it looks like it
does." I couldn't believe it that little speech of mine actually made
Michael speechless. For the rest of dinner our conversation flowed
like that. I asked him things and he asked me things. It was more in
depth than any other conversation we had as friends.