If I thought the prospect of Kenny and Mia was bad, then the prospect of Judith and me is even worse.
How did I come to this conclusion, you wonder? Well, it all started with Trevor.
So I get this call from Trevor, right in the middle of wondering how Mia is.
Trevor: So, I hear you and Judith went on a date… with freshmen!
Me: a) it wasn't a date and b) how did you hear about it?
Trevor: It's all over the paper: She May Be Royalty, But Definitely Not an Ice Princess. And it talked about what she was doing… and it mentioned you and Judith being there.
Me: (sarcastically) Oh, that's great.
Trevor: What? Judith's hot.
Me: (cringing) Please, don't ever say that again.
Trevor: Just because she's a geek, doesn't mean geeks are hot.
Trevor, you don't have to tell me of all people. I'm practically in love with a geek (and that can't be mean, seeing as how it's a) the truth and b)I'm a geek as well. Hey, I admit it.)
Trevor: Wait a minute… you like someone else, don't you?
Me: (silence)
Trevor: (laughing) Ohhh, that says it all! Mikey's got a crush.
Ok, no one calls me Mikey. I am MICHAEL. Say it with me now: Mi-chael. My-kal.
Trevor is no exception.
Me: (gritting my teeth) Never call me that agin.
Trevor: (ignoring me) Who is it? Come on, Michael. Who? Plese don't tell me it's a cheerleader.
Me: (laughing) Ok, you got me, Trevor. It's a cheerleader. A damn hot one, too.
Trevor: (silence)
Me: Trevor? Trevor?
(In background) Female Voice: Trevor? Trevor, for goodness sakes! What are you doing on the floor?
Phone: (click)
Turns out that was Trevor's mom.
And Trevor?
Poor guy fainted from shock.
Granted, that was mean for me to say as Trevor wouldn't recognize sarcasm if it went around wearing a cheerleader's uniform and spelled it out (Give me an S! Give me an A! Give me an R! Give me a C! Give me another A! Give me another S! Give me an M! What does that spell?), but well, what can I say?
That's what he gets for calling me Mikey.
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A/N: Hmmm… should I end here? Ha ha. No, I'm not that mean.
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Monday, December 8
Out of all the stupid, moronic, idiotic things I had to do—(sigh). Well, to put it in simpler times…
I'm screwed.
Oh, why, you wonder, faithful laptop?
I suppose that it all started with Trevor (doesn't everything?)
So Trevor (this was before I explained a good couple dozen times that no, I do not have a crush on a cheerleader of all people,) told my best friend Felix about my having a crush on someone who wasn't Judith Gershner.
Felix is a good guy. Strong, silent, type, I suppose. Doesn't say a lot unless there's something to be said. This is a welcome relief, considering who I live with (coughLillycough).
And normally Felix will wait until you come to him with any kind of problems, yadda yadda yadda. However, I have learned something new about my best friend as of today: he is an incorrigible gossip.
"So Michael," Felix says I slide into my seat in our AP English class. "Trevor just told me some interesting news."
I groaned. "Felix, whatever Trevor said," I begged, "please don't believe him."
Felix raised an eyebrow. "I believe," he said wisely, "that there must be some truth behind every rumor."
I frowned.
Felix just looked at me. "Rumors are just the truth run amok."
"I see," I said. "Well," I ask, my eyebrow now raised. "What part of it do you believe is the truth?"
Now I suppose this is where I underestimate Felix. I suppose it shouldn't be too much of a surprise he is a gossip: while he has all of the information, he always chooses not to share any of it. People always talk around silent, brooding, observant Felix. Who wouldn't? It's not like he was ever going to tell anyone.
So, back to my point: while you are minding your own business, Felix is scarily like my sister in that he observes your every move.
Because there really is no other explantion of how he knew this:
"I think that you do like someone. It's just not Judith Gershner."
Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle. (Which is highly possible; although Lilly hasn't pro-created yet, but whatever.)
I sat there, dumb-struck. "How in the world did you know that?" (You already know how, but remember please, that I did not.)
Felix shrugged. "I just observe."
"All right, smart-one," I say, now clearly impressed. "If I like someone that's not Judith, then who is it?"
Felix shrugged again. "I may be observant, but I'm no psychic." Then, he gave me this horrifying Lilly-esque look. "Unless, of course, you're willing to share that information?"
As if I don't have people trying to get information out of me throughout the entire day: teachers, my parents, my annoying sister… now my best friend?
I rolled my eyes. "It doesn't matter anyway. She has a boyfriend. And if anyone, and I mean anyone ever found out.." I trailed off and shuddered. "I'd be dead."
I think I gave too much away (yet again) because the next thing I know, Felix goes, "It's Mia, isn't it?"
"I'm no psychic" my ass.
Once again, my jaw drops. "How—how did you know that?" I whisper.
Felix gave me this "no-duh" look. "Think about it, Michael: Mia has a bofyriend. Strike one. You don't want anyone to know, most likely because she's a freshman and she's your sister's best friend. Strike two. And lastly, if anyone ever did find out, namely Lilly, you, my friend, would certainly be dead. Strike three."
Felix never ceases to amaze me.
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Tuesday, December 9 Oh. Dear. Lord.
This can't… oh god.
So right before my third period I was walking to class, same as usual, right? And then, I heard it:
"I don't care if you don't feel the same way, Mia, I will always love you!"
No, that didn't come from me.
It came from Mia's boyfriend, Kenny.
Right in the middle of the hallway. With everyone around.
I have no idea why I'm so shocked and feel like someone punched me in the stomach… but man, does it suck.
I think I might be sick.
And the worst part?
I can't even watch Buffy to make me feel better.
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A/N: Well, there ya go. Sorry for the abrupt ending to the last entry—I know that it's not really a cliffy cos we all know what happens and stuff, but it's a nice dramatic pause, don't ya think?
Do you think Michael sounds terribly feminine in that last line? Because I thought it was so hilarious, I just had to add it in (remember at the end of the last chapter? Michael thought of Kenny and Mia Frenching and he had to go watch Buffy to get rid of the gross mental images. Yeah, remember that?)
Anyway, I'm so glad that you guys all like my story! I thought people would hate it because it's been done before!
Well, hope Michael sounds like a testosterone-filled guy (but still the guy Mia makes him out to be, just a bit less god-like).
Cheers!
twilight-la-fae: Yeah, seriously. I don't mind if people flame me, it's just if they think my story sucks that bad, they better give me ways to improve, or else I think that they're just talking b.s. I haven't been able to read the second book—I'm re-reading all the other ones just so I have Mia fresh in my mind. I'm reminded how funny Mia is; these books always brighten my day!
Luisa L: Thanks for complimenting me on Michael's quirky style! That's exactly what I was going for! I'm trying to parallel his life to Mia's kind of: like Micheal "confesses" to Felix about Mia the same exact day Mia confesses to Tina about Michael. Trickey, no? Lol. And yeah, Lilly kind of stands in the way of Michael winning Mia's affections, just like vice-versa. Lilly's scary. I wouldn't mess with her either. And thanks for complimenting me on the cluesslessness and sarcasm that is Michael. Boys are not known for their observation skills (well… except Felix, Lol) and I wanted to incorporate that. Both Michael and Mia are so cute in that they are totally obvilious to the other, yet they adore each other. I just wanted to accent on their similarities. … So onto D/Hr. Anything by Erythros is awesome. Penelope78, my personal fave author, has a few great one-shots as well. Also, zarah joyce is awesome as well as tearsofher. Enjoy and tell me what you think!
KristinMilly: Really? I could have sworn that I read in one of the books (like the first one) that Michael was a sixteen-year-old boy. Well, oh well. His age won't really be an issue, but I'll go back and change it if you want. And yeah, I see what you mean with Michael and the government. I think that if Michael had to choose what party, it would be democrat, but in general, he is apathetic. He just said that political bit just because he was venting. He was a bit mad that just because he expressed his opinions that old guy called him a democrat, so he wanted to mock him a little. But yes, Michael is apathetic to the government from now on. Cross my heart.
CATgrl: Thanks so much! Yeah, if Kenny is how I imagine him, gross mental images are ensuing right about now… gross! Buffy, where art thou?
SingingSoftly: Thanks for catching that spelling error (which I went back and changed.) Ever consider becoming a beta?
Secretly Beautiful: Thanks so much! And if you want some recommended authors for D/Hr pairing, look at what I wrote for Luisa L.
And thanks to…:
Perilous, Megan, knowitallshirley, Literai Lover, gteverurz, DD, and sparklingt87
You guys rock!
Until my next entry (Lol)!