Author Note – When I logged on today I was not expecting to find that this story had been viewed 43 times; I have to say I am still quite shocked, so thank you, I do appreciate it. Please review; it really helps me with writing this so here is Chapter Three
July 6th 2008, the Loft, 6pm
It's quite amazing the amount of stuff we found in my room: pages that I got rid of from the original version of Ransom My Heart, old shoes that I haven't seen in years and then there's the stuff that I will treasure forever: the lyrics to the song that Michael wrote and performed for me on my 15th birthday; the journals that I've written in over the years, just things like that and I know I sound as though I'm getting overly sentimental about nothing but these really are things that I'd forgotten about (barring Michael's song, that still makes my heart melt) and I definitely wish I hadn't.
Dad chuckled when he found my Hello Kitty pyjamas, the same ones I didn't get out of for a week after Michael and I broke up. Michael of course asked what Dad was laughing at and Dad said "I'll let Mia explain,"
So I, the liar that I am, said "I don't know what on earth you're talking about,"
I was trying to sound sincere but was obviously failing because Michael just said 'Thermopolis you're nostrils are flaring, I know that's a lie,"
I just laughed as I thought about how only a few months ago I'd thought that I'd managed to disguise that one. It was at that point that Michael put his arms around my waist and kissed me. That made me blush, I'm not exactly sure why, now that I think about it, it's not like Michael hasn't kissed me in front of my parents before, but then again Tina was there and after learning about her and Boris' break-up I feel kind of embarrassed to be so happy with Michael when Tina is so heartbroken. We're all going out for dinner tonight, including Lily, Kenneth (Yes I'm still able to remember that!) and Tina. Originally we were planning on inviting Boris but now I think it is a little bit too awkward and heart-breaking for her. Mr G (Must remember to start calling him Frank, even though that is still freaky, I mean it's not like because Dad and Ms Martinez are dating that I'm going to start calling her Karen so I really don't think it should be any different, but you know) is going to stay behind with Rocky because taking Rocky to a restaurant, of any kind (even McDonalds), is a big mistake because he just gets food everywhere (and to be honest I think Mum just wants a grown-up night out, even if it is with her daughter and her "weird" friends, and because Dad's going I really don't mind) and as much as I love Rocky it does get rather embarrassing, even though I know that EVEN after 4 years of princess lessons from Grandmere I'm not much better because I mean I SPILLED hot chocolate on my then-ex-boyfriend now-boyfriend, God that's confusing.
Now Grandmere is calling for me to "stop writing in my journal and wish [her] goodbye," if I could be anything close to Princess Grace or Princess Diana I'm sure Grandmere would be an awful lot happier, actually no I take that back Grandmere will never be happy with me A) because I only became a legitimate daughter in the eyes of the monarchy because Dad can't have kids yet and B) I'm probably the least princess-like women in the world. Grandmere isn't going to dinner, thank god, which is why she wants me to see her off now. So I shall go and I probably won't write again until tomorrow. Hehe!