(A/N I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while. I've just been busy with other stuff… so ya, here's another journal entry thing from Michael. And I don't own the characters or the plot etc. etc. by the way, this fanfic IS based off of Princess in Love, I just didn't know it when I wrote the first journal entry)

Journal,

Can I just say that it's really embarrassing to have a talk with your parents about relationships? Trust me, I know firsthand after tonight. Don't get me wrong, my parents are pretty cool people, they're just psychoanalysts, so they try to get inside my mind a lot.

It all started out because I went into the living room to watch what they were watching (a movie about the mind, what else?). Well, then they asked me the same question they ask me every day: "How's life?"

I kind of blame myself for what happened next. Instead of saying what I usually say, which is the universal teenage word "fine", by accident I said the word "confusing".

Can I just say that that was when the floodgates opened to the mind probing questions? Suddenly questions like "why?" and "honey, do you need some advice?" kept pouring at me from my parents…

I admit it, I caved. I started to tell them about Mia, and Lily, and how Mia's a freshman. I mean, they know this, how could they not? But I told them about how I love her a lot, and how Lily makes fun of me, and how I hate it.

I even told them how I can't control my feelings for Mia, but sometimes I wish I could you know?

All the time I was talking about the whole Mia thing my parents were just sitting there patiently, and looking like helpful parents while I was talking about what hell it is loving a girl who is a princess, the best friend of my little sister, has a boyfriend, and is a freshman.

Then my mother said the STUPIDEST thing ever: "Have you ever tried to show her how you feel, Michael?" So then I told them about flirting with her, the algebra lessons, the trying to ask her out, the dance (at the beginning of the year), the song, the being her friend, telling her she looking nice (she looked beautiful, but I stumbled over the words) at the Rocky Horror picture show, etc. You can imagine what my parents looked like, surprised that I had done all of these things, for a girl… After all of that, my father whistled and commented, "Wow, she's kind of blind to your feelings, isn't she?"

I wanted to say to him "No shit." But I couldn't, so I kept my mouth shut. Finally my father actually gave me good advice, "Why don't you just tell her? Seeing that she's blind to all of the things that you have done, and probably will continue to do."

That actually hit me upside the head… even though I'm a genius, that never occurred to me, except for when I tried to ask her out. I've decided that I'm going to do a computer program for her, during the carnival. I should start it tomorrow. I have to admit though, talking to your parents may be embarrassing, but sometimes it actually helps.