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December 7, Entry 4, Saturday Morning, 11 AM

I can see that I am going to be having major problems.

Now, normally when Mia sleeps over in our apartment, I keep myself glued to my computer safely locked away in my bedroom, pretending that I am confined there by my need to be on the internet as much as humanely possible. Once in a while I will do so much as dare to travel into the kitchen to find food, praying that I will bump into Mia by herself.

This, though, doesn't happen very often (her being alone in my house, I mean) and sometimes when I am not wearing a shirt Lilly will appear and give me one of her LOOKS (you know the ones) and will say, "Would you mind putting a shirt on, or were you planning on blinding the entire house until the tissues of our brains are so injured that we can never see or think again?"

Being the witty guy that I am, I usually reply with a snort and get out of there as fast as possible.

But this. This is much different.

This time, it's not just one night. But a few. TWO, to be exact.

Okay, fine. So it's only one night more. But that's almost like LIVING with the person, or something.

I can only stay glued to my computer for so long WITHOUT ANY FOOD. After a few hours, I HAVE to quench my starvation, or I will be liable to die.

I DON'T WANT TO DIE.

So does my wish to stay alive mean that I will possibly see Mia more than usual? I certainly don't mind that, don't get me wrong.

But every time she's sleeping over, if I so much as TRY to have a conversation with her, Lilly gives me that LOOK (there it is again) and then proceeds to say a comment that makes me blush and then in turn walk (fast) into my room.

So you see my problem here.

I should probably explain why Mia will be here in our apartment for two nights so that everything I just wrote will actually make sense.

According to Lilly, Mia's mom and Mr G (her stepfather) have been avoiding Mia's grandparents on her mother's side for quite some time. In fact, since they got married. I don't know why, and frankly it's none of my business TO know, but they are flying (in an airplane, of course) to Indiana to see them since Mia's grandmother went so far as to threaten to come to New York.

Naturally, Mia would also go with them, seeing as though she is the granddaughter and can be used as a good conversation topic to avoid awkward silences.

But Mia's OTHER grandmother (whom she addresses as Grandmere) simply used the excuse that Mia should not be allowed to go, since she had to work on her Princess Lessons.

Now, you should know this: Mia's mother and her grandmother? They don't mix well.

Actually, I've been told they are frequently at each others throats.

Not literally, of course. But pretty close to it.

So Mia's mother, being the strong-willed person she is, demanded that Mia come with her and her husband until Mia's dad had a long talk with her.

Mia doesn't know what they talked about. But whatever it was, Mia is staying right here in New York, where she belongs.

After this, apparently, Grandmere (smugly, I'm sure) insisted Mia stay at the Plaza with her while her mother was away.

Which, obviously, was how Mia ended up staying at our apartment.

Can't blame her, really.

So Mia is supposed to get here in an hour. Which is why I am sitting here writing all this out, for lack of confusion if I explained everything TOMORROW. Or later tonight. Or whenever.

December 7, Entry 5, 1 AM

I think maybe I won't have so many problems after all.

But something sure is problematic with Lilly. Not that this is a shock. She often randomly spurts into moments of personality change (not that she's bipolar... though I wouldn't completely doubt it) where she becomes nice or extremely angry to me.

With my USUAL luck, it would be the latter.

But since my USUAL luck has turned somewhat unusual these past couple of days, she has chosen to be NICE to me.

Nicer than normal, at least.

Just before Mia arrived here quite a few hours ago, Lilly popped her head into my bedroom (opening the door without knocking OR asking) and calmly said, "Don't do anything stupid."

I quickly replied, "What are you talking about?"

"Don't," she said, pronouncing every word as though there were periods between them, "Do anything stupid. In front of Mia. To Embarrass me. Or Yourself."

"Lilly, stop losing it. When have I embarrassed myself in the past?"

Uh oh. Wrong question to be asking one's little sister.

She squinted her eyes at me. When she does that, I swear she looks a little like a pug. This, obviously, is one of those mean-but-true things to say. There's no denying it, while some may try to act nice. However, I am indeed her brother.

"Stop trying to act all calm and collected, Michael! We both know that you like Mia!"

WOAH. Wasn't expecting THAT to come out of her mouth.

I just sat there in my swivel computer chair and stared at her, trying to re-collect myself and keep my face from turning into a tomato.

And then she turned around and stalked off, looking all aggravated. I could hear the clomps of her shoes until she slammed her bedroom door.

And then, sometime after that, Mia arrived.

I didn't actually leave my room to see her, though. But I could hear the door open and close, and the sounds of Lars talking to my parents to make sure they had his cell phone number in case of an emergency. I was extremely glad to know that Lars would not be staying with us, too. That would just be WAY weird, for him to follow Mia around all the time in HERE.

Well, not really in HERE, but in the rest of the apartment, obviously.

I probably should have just went out there and said hi to her and then proceed to come back in here the moment I got a glare from Lilly, like I usually do, but I guess this whole writing my feelings down thing has made me more sheepish or SOMETHING, because I just continued to sit in my room and work on Crackhead.

This was a bad idea. Because about thirty minutes after Mia got here, Lilly popped her head into my room once again, uninvited, and announced, "Mia's here, Michael," and then stood in the doorway and said, "You could at least be civilized and come out of this cave to say hello, you know."

After all the glares she's given me in the past for simply talking to Mia in this apartment when she was supposed to be spending time with Lilly, this was a very obnoxious thing to hear. I mentioned this, but Lilly just shrugged.

"Well, she's not here for the soul purpose of spending time with her best friend, you know. She's here because she needs a place to crash for a couple nights 'till her mom and Mr G get back. So really, there's nothing to hold you back anymore."

I completely caught the implications she so obviously put into those couple of sentences. I glared at her and stuck out my tongue in what I have to say was a very childish manner, and definitely not something I usually do.

And, due to my lack of good timing and luck, Mia came up behind Lilly just at that moment to hand her a bowl full of popcorn. I popped (no pun intended) my tongue right back in my mouth and sat up straighter in my chair, pretty much wanting to smack myself in the head.

Apparently, though, Mia didn't see my immature gesture. She just said, "Hi Michael," (her face turning a slight shade of pink) and put a handful of popcorn in her mouth.

"Hey, Thermopolis," I said, ignoring Lilly's eye roll and reaching to take a handful of popcorn from Lilly's bowl.

She snatched it away from my fingers and said, "Come on, Mia, we're missing the movie."

Mia dashed away towards the living room, giving me the idea that they were probably watching James Bond or Star Wars or Dirty Dancing or something. If it was the last thing, I was glad not to be asked to join them. Not that they would ask anyway, but still.

So then Lilly leaned forward and hissed, "I told you not to do anything stupid!" and then slammed my door and left me here, feeling embarrassed and annoyed, while her footsteps wandered towards the living room.

Oh, GREAT. My stomach just growled. Well, I haven't eaten since eleven in the morning, and Lilly and Mia will probably be asleep already as Lilly is a morning person. I guess I could go see if there's any ice cream left in the freezer...

I hope that chapter didn't completely bore you to death. Because then I would feel bad, but I must say this story is much fun to write. I would have the chapters out a lot sooner of I wasn't so freaking busy!

Anyway, you shouldn't have to wait long for the next chapter, as it is currently in the works. So feel happy!

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