A/N Sorry about the melodramaticness that I have to subject you to in this chapter. It's necessary to get to I want to be in the story.

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I'm going to post a bonus chapter from Emma's point of view as soon as possible.

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Thursday, June 30, My old room

I think I'm going to do it.

I'm moving. To Genovia.

I don't want to, but why should I stay here?

There is nothing left here.

I had a boyfriend here, a family here, a home here, and friends here. But I don't seem to have them anymore.

When I went to Princess Lessons, I told Grandmere what happened and she didn't seem surprised at all.

She said someone had already told her about Emma's parents dying, several minutes before I showed up.

Emma's parents were in a car crash on Tuesday. They both died in the collision.

They didn't want to tell Emma about it until the rest of the family came up to console her and Grandmere said I picked the wrong day to falsely call the girl evil.

Falsely. So she knew the girl was innocent.

When I accused her of this she just shrugged and said "Amelia, of course she is innocent, I just needed to put you on guard, to let you know you can't trust anyone."

I told her she is a horrible person and walked out.

All the way home, I tried to call Emma. No answer.

I texted her over and over.

I told her I was sorry. I told her I would make up for it. I told her I was worse than all the stupidest fictional characters put together plus Grandmere and a toad.

She didn't text me back.

But as the limo pulled up to the loft, she sent me a message.

A video message.

It took place at the random coffee shop.

The picture was all shaky and you could hear Emma sniff every once and a while.

In the video was my supposedly faithful boyfriend Jared and his "friend" Linda.

I watched as Jared whispered to Linda and she giggled and their lips got closer and closer and- something, coming from the side of the phone, flew over and hit Jared right in the head.

Jared rubbed his head and Emma laughed a teary laugh.

"Who threw this muffin at m-" Jared yelled before he saw Emma. His eyes got all big. "Hey! Um, Emily!"

"Emma." Emma corrected from behind the phone.

"Yeah, yeah. Did you throw that?" His voice was really high.

"Yes. Yes I did."

"Ha! Aw yeah that was a good one." He smiled fakely. "So, Emma, are you-are you taping me?"

"Yes. Yes I am."

"Oh, Hahahah. Um, how much did you tape?"

"Everything."

"Oh really? Can I see it?"

"No."

"Come on, Emma, give me the phone!"

"No!"

"Give me the f-"

"Emma!" I heard Camille come in from behind. "Where have you been? Don't run off like that!"

"Yeah, yeah. Just let me send this video to my friend." Emma said.

"NO-" Jared's voice was cut off when the video ended.

You can cross a boyfriend off of the list of things that I have.

I hadn't realized I was crying until my tears spilled onto my lap.

Lars tried to comfort me but telling me he would kill Jared didn't make me feel better.

The limo driver told me that we had to get out of the limo after twenty minutes so Lars helped me out into the pouring rain (In the middle of the summer!) and get into the loft, where everything got considerably worse.

Everything was half packed, the loft was almost empty. I freaked out because I thought that we had been robbed, but then Rocky ran up and told me that they were moving.

Key word: They.

I was all, "What? Your…leaving?"

And he was like, "Yeah, we're moving to Africa for a three year journey to find ourselves."

So I went, "Why am I not coming?"

And that's when my mom came in and was all, "Oh! Mia! I forgot, I'm sorry! We just found out about this life changing trip three days ago, and I haven't had a chance to tell you. Mia, you can come, but you are 21, and I think it's time for you to be independent."

So I was all, "I DON'T WANT TO BE INDEPENDENT!"

So my mom hugged me and was all, "I thought you would take this better, Mia. You could come with us, or, or, you can move in with Jared!"

And so I started to sob. "Mom, he ch-cheated on me!"

My mom got this evil look in her eye and was all, "Kill him, Lars."

Lars nodded and turned around to leave so I screamed to stop him.

"No, no!" I sobbed. "It's f-fine, I'll move in with Tina. I'll g-go pack."

And then I ran to my room.

Cross off a family and a home.

Then I called Tina to asked her if I could move in with her and she was like, "Oh, Mia. I-I'm so sorry, but I am moving to California, to-to help out my Grandmother. I'm so sorry."

So I was just like, "It's-It's okay."

Cross off friends.

Then it all went black.

I woke up like an hour later and I was in my bed.

Tina apparently freaked out and called the police when I stopped talking.

They told Tina to calm down and call my mom. So she did and my mom freaked out and did a whole bunch of stuff you do to people who pass out.

I don't know, I wasn't really paying attention to her when she was explaining it.

I had to find a place to live because mom, Rocky, and Mr. G (yes, I still call him that.) are leaving for Africa on Saturday, so I went on the computer to look for some openings.

But Michael was on so that totally distracted me.

Our conversation went a little like this:

FtLouie: Hey, Michael.

CracKing: Dang Thermopolis, what's with the lack of enthusiasm?

FtLouie: Sorry. I'm just a little…down.

CracKing: Aww. Tell me about it.

FtLouie: Well, I accused an innocent little girl of being evil hours after she found out her parents had died.

CracKing: Ouch.

FtLouie: Yeah. And I found out Jared has been cheating on me.

CracKing: What? Lars killed him, right?

FtLouie: No, but my mom, Rocky, and Mr.G are going to Africa for a three year journey to find themselves, leaving me without a place to stay. I called Tina to see if I could stay with her, but she's moving to California. I was just looking for a place to stay when I saw you were on.

CracKing: Wow, Mia. I'm sorry. You are totally allowed to be down if you want.

FtLouie: Yeah, well, thanks.

CracKing: So you need a place to stay?

"Oh, yes!" I thought. "I could live with Michael! As friends, of course. I haven't seen him in forever!"

This thought was killed quickly.

FtLouie: Yeah…

CracKing: I have an extra room, but this one guy is moving in on Monday. It's alright though because I have until midnight to tell him if I've got someone else! So, how 'bout it? Want to be my roomie?

Then it all went black. Again.

Not because I passed out, but because my power went out.

Stupid unexplainable summer rain!

And I was just about to press enter on my "Yeah!"!

So sitting in the dark, with my finger lingering over the enter button, I just started to cry again, because it was almost midnight and Michael would have to give the room to the other guy.

Eventually, I moved over to my bed so I could cry myself to sleep.

And now that I am awake and have gone over all of the horrible events of yesterday, I have decided that I am moving to Genovia.

I guess I better go tell everyone.

My life sucks.