A/N I'm starting a new Princess Diaries fanfic.

This one is going to be much longer, though.

Forever Princess never happened in this fanfic. But Mia did find out that JP was a jerk and broke up with him. (I knew all along. :D )

It's a little OOC (Check me out, using fanfic lingo) at first, but Mia's a little down for some reason. She doesn't know why. But I do. MUAHAHAHAHA.

If you think Michael's not going to be in this, you're crazy. Michael's my FBFF (Fictional Best Friend Forever) and if I write a PD fanfic, he's going to be in it, gosh darn it!

Each chapter is going to be about 5 pages long, if you were wondering.

Review? Because I won't write if not enough people are liking it.

I don't own the Princess Diaries. D:

Dang, I really need to work on the whole, not-making-extra-large-Author's-Notes. 3

Eternally Princess

Friday, June 19, Limo back to the loft

Wow.

I just finished college.

Done.

I, Mia Thermopolis, have just graduated from college.

!!!!

I'm so happy, I can kiss someone. Which I hope to later, when I see Jared again.

Jared has been my boyfriend for-what- four years now?

That's a personal record. I am very proud of myself.

Jared has been one of my better boyfriends. And haven't had many.

There's Kenneth. Who's dating my ex-best friend-I think. I haven't seen them in a while. But I never really liked him, and we only dated for like, a month.

Then there's Michael. We dated for three years. And I use to love him. I use to, but now, I'm totally over him. I am. And I haven't even seen him in six years or something. And we're still friends, over the internet, I mean. That's a good ex relationship, if you ask me.

There's JP. We dated for a year. He was nice, but it turns out he was dating me for publicity reasons, so I broke it off.

And that's it.

That's so lame.

In my 22 years, I've dated four people. And I liked two.

But it's not my fault! I think, that my being a princess and all scared off all of the boys.

But that doesn't explain the first fourteen years of my life…

Well, anyways, this subject is depressing me. And we just pulled up to the loft.

Friday, June 19, My room

My parents threw me a surprise party.

It was nice, I guess.

They invited my friends from college and Tina- The only person from High School who I still consider a friend.

We laughed and danced and I even got that kiss from Jared.

But I was bored.

I can't help but think-and Tina agrees- that High School was more fun than college.

And it wasn't because the High School itself was better-AES sucked- it was because I liked the people more. My supposed BFF's that I never saw again.

Just thinking about it makes me feel old.

Grandmere says to forget about them. She says that friends are a waste of time and that a Princess needs to focus on her princess duties.

But I was pretty sure she had just one too many sidecars when she said this.

Grandmere also said, that for my graduation gift, I was done with Princess Lessons.

I was happy about that until she said, "And now, you can move to Genovia whenever you are ready!"

I totally freaked and told her I was NOT moving to Genovia, and we were having this really big fight over it until Dad came over with Rocky and said that we would talk about it later.

I just took my half-brother's hand and walked away.

For a seven year old, Rocky is incredibly smart.

He's not just book smart, either. He's life smart and always knows how to make me feel better.

Rocky had just started break dancing for me and my friends when Mr. G said he had to go to bed.

And then I was really sad so I told everyone I was tired and they should go home.

Tina's sleeping over though. She says she misses sleep-overs at a house where an actual family lives.

But hey, I only live with my mom and Mr. G's because it was that or having a body guard at my apartment all the time.

Monday, June 20, limo back home.

After Tina went home, my dad called and said Grandmere was picking me up to go dress shopping.

There is this big party for this little girl from Nevada.

A welcome back party.

She is this long lost princess of Renoslia, some European country near Genovia.

There was this big incident, or whatever, and they lost her at birth.

Her mother just died and her older sister-and future Queen of Renoslia- tracked down her lost little sister so she could go to the funeral.

But Grandmere says that that's all a lie and it's my job to figure out the truth.

I didn't know what she was talking about, but the party is on Wednesday.

I got this really nice yellow and white dress that looks kind of like a snow cone with lemon-flavored syrup. In a good way.

Tuesday, June 21, My room

And I thought I was bored at the surprise party.

There is nothing to do when you don't have to go to school.

I talked to Jared on the phone for a while, but then he had to go to work.

I talked to Tina on the phone for a while. I told her about the Renoslia girl. She said it was all so sweet. And then she started crying. She was crying so much, I couldn't talk to her anymore.

Even Rocky is at school.

Mr. G suggested that I get a job. I just glared at him until he left the room.

I guess I'll just go watch TV.

Wednesday, June 22, Limo to this really fancy hotel who's name I cannot pronounce

So we're off to the Lost-princess' party in my Snow Cone dress.

Grandmere told me what she meant when she said I had to figure out the truth.

She knows that this lost princess-who's name I found out is Emma-was not just "lost at birth".

She says something really scandalous is going on and I have to find out what.

Grandmere says that Emma is only 12 and is bound to be scared. She says I have to befriend her and make her feel safe and then extract all of her secrets.

I told her that is the most disgusting thing I've ever heard her say.

She says I have to do it anyway because if I don't, she just might have to restart Princess Lessons.

Wednesday, June 22, Bathroom of the really fancy hotel with the un-pronounceable name

Grandmere was right, something wasn't…legit out there.

Princess Emma is adorable. She's real small and pale. She has light brown hair that is curled like she had curlers in it, but she says it's natural. She has green eyes and her cheeks are like, permanently pink.

But there is something not right about her.

Like how she's obviously faking being happy.

I mean, I wasn't happy when I found out I was a princess, but I at least talked to people.

She's not even talking to her dad or sister.

King Antoine and Princess Lola are blissfully happy. They're all hugging her and stuff, but she barely responds.

It's kind of sad.

Oh great, let's add something else for me to be sad about.

Wednesday, June 22, Limo back to the loft

Well, the party's over, and I don't think I'll ever smile again.

Princess Emma gave a speech on how she was so happy about finding her real family.

And apparently, Princess Emma is a horrible liar.

Her speech just made me want to cry, it was so depressing.

And Grandmere said that because I did not become the girl's best friend right away, she is setting up a slumber party.

Never mind the fact that I am 22 and she's 12, and that I don't know her at all.

Grandmere says this way, I will get to know her, and that because of my age, King Antoine is going to let the two of us stay in a hotel room by ourselves. Paid by him, of course.

The slumber party is on Friday.

That just sounds like babysitting to me.

And I do not have good memories of the words babysitting, twelve year old, and by ourselves. (A/N Reference to my first Princess Diaries story)