Title: California, Here We Come

Rating: PG to be safe, but most likely G

Disclaimer: I do not own the Princess Diaries nor am in association with Meg Cabot. Although that would be cool hehe

Mia's POV

I woke up bright and early at 5:30 a.m. to the sound of my horribly annoying alarm. I reached up to shut it off but I missed and knocked it onto the floor, and the beeping continued. I rubbed my eyes and tried to stand up but somehow got tangled in the covers and tripped. I could tell this was going to be a rough day already.

"Mia! What is your problem! Shut off that annoying alarm already. You're going to wake up everyone in the whole town!" Lilly yelled, clearly annoyed as she stood up out of bed.

I finally reached the alarm. I shut it off as I placed it back where it belonged.

"Sorry," I said groggily. I rubbed my eyes once more. I am not a morning person at all. I went and found some clothes and headed for the shower, when I found that Tina was already in there.

I guess I'll just go find something to eat. I'm starving after such a rough night. I walked slowly out of the room, in my plaid shorts and white tank top. My hair was up in a ponytail above my head, and little blonde strands were falling out everywhere.

I walked to the cabinet and pulled out a box of cereal, which luckily we had some. I grabbed a spoon, a bowl, and opened the fridge for some milk, but there was none. I guess it's dry cereal for me today.

I walked towards the table, pulled out the chair, and sat down. I saw the front door opened and looked over my shoulder, wondering who it could be. Michael then walked in, being the hero he was, carrying a gallon of milk.

"Hallelujah!" I said, seeing the milk in his hands, completely forgetting about the events of last night.

"Happy to see me, Thermopolis?" he asked, laughing and slightly blushing. My eyes popped wide open as I remembered everything that had happened yesterday.

I just looked down at my lap as Michael noticed my dry cereal. "Here, this might help," he said pouring some milk over my cereal.

"Where'd you get that?" I asked, gesturing to the milk.

"Weird as it seems, I woke up early. Then I walked down to the little thrift shop downstairs. Did you even know they had one of those? I planned on walking down the beach to a store of some type, but I guess they have one here by their dorms. I find this place rather odd, but whatever. So that's how I wound up with this," he said lifting up the gallon of milk and setting it on the table.

"Oh, Captain Crunch, my favorite," he said pulling up a chair, sitting down next to me, and pouring some for himself.

Was he not going to mention last night? Did I even want him to? I mean I know it didn't mean anything to him. I guess he just figures it was no big idea, and that it's not even worth talking about. Well if that's what he wants, I have no other choice. I can't tell him how I feel, because I'm sure if he felt the same, he'd say something.

I just stared at my cereal and started eating. We didn't say anything for a few minutes, until finally Michael spoke.

"Mia….."

"Yeah?" I said looking up from my cereal, curious as to what he was going to say.

"About last night……"

I began to feel my heart beat faster.

"I'm starving!" Lilly said as she burst into the room. I stood up and started to leave. I put my bowl in the sink and turned to go into the room.

I turned back on my way to my room and saw Michael still looking at me. 'We'll talk later,' he mouthed as I turned my back and walked into my room.

Yes Later. Later's good.

Michael's POV

Lilly has got to have the worst timing that exists. I think I just have no luck. Every time something is about to happen with Mia, someone walks in. Is this God's way of showing me that it will never work? That everything between us is hopeless?