An: I guess you all probably get sick of hearing this, so I won't say it... I LOVE YOU GUYS!!! ... I couldn't help it, it slipped! Sorry it took so long, I know I promised that I would write sooner since the last chapter was short, but school is kind of more important... I know it shouldn't be... but once we are out for summer, I should get better at getting these up faster... no tan lines for me... ehh... I'm scared of the sun anyway...

So there I stood, and after gulping down a great big glass of spiked punch, I had already refilled my cup, and who comes rushing over? Yes, that's right, Michael.
'Mia,' he said, pulling the cup from my face, 'I thought I told you that was spiked.'
This is what he had pulled himself away from the clutches of Ms. House Fly... I mean Fruit Fly, to tell me?
I smiled widely, 'Gee Michael, I heard you, you didn't stutter, ok? I am a ffffffreshman in hhhhhhighschool... and I don't need Lilly's big.. bad... older brother to tell me what to do. Ok?' I paused and looked at him. 'Ok,' I answered myself.
'That really doesn't seem to be the case Mia,' he said softly, with a sad look on his face. Then he walked away.
I laughed, because for some reason, it was the only reaction I had. I looked over and there stood Lilly with her camera shoved up in someone's face.
I skipped over to her.
Yes, you read correctly, I skipped.
Well not before I gulped down another cup of punch.
'Lils-a-bils..?' I started laughing hysterically as she turned the camera to my face. I slapped at it playfully.
'Mia are you drunk?'
This sent me into another fit of giggles.
'I don't know...hee hee..'
'Mia? Did you have any punch??'
'Punch,' I said in what I thought was an innocent voice. 'Yeah, Michael did punch Kenny didn't he? That was great. I really didn't like him anyway.' I started laughing again.
'Speaking of Punch, do you want some LilBilly?'
'No, Mia, that's ok, and I don't think that you should have anymore.'
'Gees.. what's with you Moscovovo.. Moscivicho... Mos-co-vi-tz?...ha ha, that's funny when you say it slow... Why are you all such sticks in the dirt?'
'You mean mud?'
'There you go Lilly, thinking you are such a genious, just because you know the difference between dirt and mud... I'll talk to you later, this is a good song!'
Sadly, the song I was referring to was 'Baby Boy,' by Beyonce, not that it is a bad song, but, well, it motivated me to run in the middle of a bunch of jocks, and start pulling of moves that I only do when I am home, all by myself in the apartment.
Did you know that I know all of the moves to the video by heart?
So, yes, the jocks started whistling at me, and throwing me ones, I guess thinking someone had called that little shop down on the corner.
This was, yet again, another time where Michael showed up, and to my embarassment now, and sadly not at the time, he tried to rescue me from myself.
'Mia, why don't you come over here?'
'What Moscovitz? You want your own personal lap dance?' Josh Richter yelled out.
I laughed. I laughed.
Kill me.
Aparently Michael wished that someone would, his face turned like fifty shades of red.
'Aww... Come on Michael, I can if you want.'
'..Mia..'
'Don't worry, I won't tell Judith.'
By this time, he must have gotten really angry, because he walked over, grabbed my arm and dragged me into a room. He didn't grab me roughly or anything though, because Michael isn't like that, Michael is the greatest guy in the world, even when I am annoying and drunk.
'Mia, just what in the world is wrong with you?'
'Well, I had some of that punch, and let me tell you, it has some great kick to it!'
I started giggling again.
'Mia, come on, I am going to go get you some coffee. '
'I don't want any coffee, it stunts your growth, turns your teath yellow, and it's gross.'
'Well if you don't sober up, I can tell that you are going to be a lot worse off then some yellow-toothed midget.'
I started crying.
How can one going from laughing like a freaking hyena one second to bawling like a baby the next?
This was were Michael pulled me up into this great big hug. God I love him.
'Michael, I am soooo sorry that I have been acting like such an idiot- jerk. I can't help it, and I guess I should have listened to you when you told me not to drink, but Kenny came here and embarassed the crap out of me, and then Lilly with her stupid camera in everybody's face, and then the jocks, and you and Judith and..'
'Me and Judith?'
'Yeah, you all being a couple and everything?'
Am I still drunk? I think so.
He started laughing at me, and I started giggling as well, having no clue what he was laughing about. Yep, I'm really still drunk.
'What's so funny?'
'You think me and Judith...'
'Judith and I, gosh Michael, you are supposed to be a genius.'
'Whatever. You think that we are a couple?'
'Don't think you can fool me, I know what Computer Cub Stuff means, trust me, Kenny tried to tutor me in it this afternoon.'
'Kenny.... ugh...'
'Yeah, just imagine him trying to put his hands under your shirt. eh... that's a little... creepy....'
'Yeah, but, why does it upset you that Judith and I might be a couple?'
'Because l love you.'
When does this crap freaking wear off?
'Mia, it's just the beer talking,' he said in a strangled voice.
Then I kissed him. That was the best kiss that I have ever had in my life. Nothing like Kenny, or the back of my hand.
But all good things must come to an end. He pulled away.
'Mia, I'm sorry, I guess I'm no better than Kenny,' from what I can remember he sounded defeated. But you know what, what do I know? I was drunk.
'I didn't ant Kenny, I want you Michael.'
'You don't know what you are saying,' and he backed out the door.