DISCLAIMER: Sadly, I don't own Michael. Or Mia, Lily, or anything else mentioned in this tiny paragraph.
I want to tell Mia. In the perfect world, she would already know. Yesterday when she was here, in my room, I almost told her. I wanted to tell her so badly. It would have been the perfect time. We'd been having a serious conversation- those are rare between us- about how she really feels about being a princess. I had no idea she hated it so much. She said she thinks she's unnatractive and awkward. I beg to differ. I think she looks fabulous. I told her this, and she giggled and looked right into my eyes. She knew I meant it. I should have told her then. Now I don't know if I can ever tell her. Lily already knows, though I'd rather she not. She invaded my privacy and read my diary entry all about it. And then she had the nerve to confront me about it and embarrass me. I made her promise not to tell anyone else. I hope she kept her secret. I hope she didn't already tell Mia. I know they tell each other everything. I don't think Mia knows, though, because she hasn't been acting differently or anything. I halfway wish Lily would have already told Mia about it. It would be so much easier. Mia's really special to me. She's my best friend, but I'm afraid that if I tell her it will change everything between us. Lily tells me she's crazy about me, which makes it so much harder to tell the girl that I'm gay. Telling her could break her heart. I love her; but I'm afraid it's not the kind of love that she wants from me.