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Lana, don’t you think Mia should call Michael to thank him for donating a CardioArm to the Royal Genovian Hospital?
Whatevs, she should just call him because he is HOT like a red-hot chili pepper like the kind I’ll be learning about when I start taking SPANISH instead of GERMAN!!!!
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See? Mia, just text Michael. Thank him for what he did. That’s not hurting J.P. I mean, you already met with Michael and didn’t tell J.P. And okay, maybe Michael did it because Lilly told him what she overheard us saying in the bathroom. But chances are he was going to send it anyway. So just call him.
You think he sent it because Lilly told him she overheard me say I still like him? I’m going to be sick!!!!!
No! I said MAYBE that’s why he did it!
OH MY GOD that IS why he did it! I know it! Oh my God. OH MY GOD!!!!!!
Look, I’m sure that’s NOT why. But…you should call him and find out.
Wait a minute…I’m going to Genovia for break from now on. I should take French next year. What’s French for tacos?
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When I go to college the first thing I’m going to do is pick out all new friends. Because the friends I currently have are psychotic.
Wednesday, May 3, 4 p.m., limo on the way to
Grandmère’s condo at the Plaza
Sebastiano has picked out a half dozen gowns from his latest collection for me to try on to wear to the prom, and I’m meeting him at Grandmère’s to check them out.
I have a feeling they’re going to be horrible, but I guess I shouldn’t be so judgmental. I really liked the last formal gown of his that I wore (to the Nondenominational Winter Dance my freshman year. Can it really have been so long ago? It seems like yesterday). Just because Sebastiano’s selling his stuff at Wal-Mart doesn’t mean it’s going to be awful.
Anyway, I’ve been writing and deleting texts to Michael the whole way up in the car. I’ve been trying them out on Lars. (He thinks I’m nuts, clearly. But then, what else is new?) It’s really hard to capture just the right casually breezy, yet still warmly sincere tone.
Lars thinks I should go with this:
Dear Michael,
I can’t tell you how surprised yet pleased I was to hear from my dad today about a certain delivery that arrived at the Royal Genovian Hospital. You can’t even begin to imagine what you’ve done for him and for the people of Genovia. Your generosity will never be forgotten. I would so like to thank you in person on their behalf (when you have time).
Sincerely,
Mia
I do think this has just the right polite yet friendly tone. It’s the sort of thing a girl who is promise-ringed to someone else could send and not have misinterpreted. Or have intercepted by the paparazzi and get herself into trouble.
I added the stuff about meeting in person because…well, it just seems like you should thank someone in person for a gift that cost over a million dollars. Not because I want to smell him again. No matter what Lars thinks (I really wish he wouldn’t eavesdrop on all my conversations. But I guess that’s one of the hazards of guarding someone).
I’m going to hit SEND before I chicken out.
Wednesday, May 3, 4:05 p.m., limo on the way to Grandmère’s condo at the Plaza
Oh my God! Michael got the text and texted me back already! I’m freaking out. (Lars is laughing even harder at me but I don’t care.)
Mia,
Would love to see you “in person.” How about tonight?
Michael
P.S. No need to thank me on behalf of your father or Genovia. I only sent it because I thought it might help out your dad in the elections, and that, in turn, would make you happy. So you see my motives were completely selfish.
Now what do I do????
Lars has no answer for me. Well, he does, but it’s completely unreasonable. He’s like, “Call him. Go out with him tonight.”
But I can’t go out with him tonight! Because I’ve got A BOYFRIEND! Plus, I’ve got J.P.’s play tonight. I promised I’d be there to support him.
And I want to be there for J.P. Of course I do. It’s just that—
What can Michael mean, his motives were entirely selfishly motivated? Does he mean what Lars says he thinks he means, that he only sent the CardioArm because he likes me?
And wants to get back together?
No. That’s not possible. Lars has spent too much time in the desert sun, setting off explosives with Wahim. Why would Michael want to get back together with me, when I am so obviously a crazy person? I mean, when we were together last time, I went positively Britney on him. I can’t imagine any boy would ever sign up for a second helping of that.
Even though, of course, like Dad said, I have grown up a lot since then….
And we did have a nice time at Caffe Dante. But that was just an interview.
Oh! But he did smell nice! I don’t suppose he thought I smelled nice, too?
I’ve got to check with Tina…even though she’s nuttier than I am, if you ask me.
But never mind about that. I’m forwarding his text to her…And, dang, we’re at Grandmère’s now, I’ve got to go endure trying on clothes for hours. Who has the patience for fashion when all THIS is going on?