DISCLAIMER: MEG CABOT OWNS ALL ORIGINAL CHARACTERS, AND RADIOHEAD OWNS 'CREEP'
Note: Due to the policy of not using song lyrics I have not written myself, I have removed all song lyrics from the story and from the chapter titles. Please Google them to see how they fit with the story.
Damn I'm good. Alright, I just spent two days editing this fic, so you'd all better like it! Especially since I doubled, yes DOUBLED the length of it.
So do me a favour and always review it for me? Thankies!
Now, the format of this story is both Mia and Michael's point of view, but each chapter is seperate, so one will be completly Mia, the next completly Michael. But don't worry, I'll let you know which is which at the start of each chapter.
This story is set in Mia's Freshman year at College. Now, I know absolutly squat all about American Colleges, so despite the research I actually did do, you'll have to excuse the stuff ups.
Mia never went back to the Non-Denominational Winter Dance, so she and Michael never got together.
And I completly made up Forrester College, because like I said, I know nothing about American Colleges. So just pretend with me.
Mia's POV...
Today is moving day.
"Oh, honey, I'm so proud of you. Have I told you recently how proud of you I am?" Mom was gushing.
"Yes, mom, but you know, it's not as if I'm never going to come back and visit. And it's not exactly very far either."
"I know, I know, but it's not the same. You're all grown up now." Great, mom was crying. Now I'm going to start crying. Something I really didn't want to do in front of Alex.
"Come on, mom, don't cry. It'll all be ok." I walked over and gave her a hug.
We pulled away just as Frank and Alex were coming back up.
Frank, my step father, said, "She's not crying again is she, Mia? You'd think you were leaving the country!"
And Alex, my boyfriend, said, "That's everything, Mia. You're all packed."
"Thanks. Now I just have to fit it all into my dorm room."
"Yeah, we should probably get going soon," Alex added.
"I guess you're right. Let me just say goodbye to Fat Louie, since I can't take him with me."
I found Louie in the bathroom with his shiny-things collection. I know it's not as if I'm never going to see him again, but it's still sad. I've had him since I was six. That's a long time.
"Don't worry, Louie, I'll be back. And mom and Frank will take good care of you. I've told them to make sure Rocky doesn't get to you either. It'll be ok." I picked him up and cuddled him until Alex came and found me, telling me we really had to get going.
I reluctantly left Fat Louie with his collection. Louie was the hardest thing to be leaving behind. Especially since he didn't understand what was happening.
We all went downstairs and told the driver of the moving van where to go. Then Alex, Lars and I hopped into the limo after a teary goodbye with mom, Frank and Rocky. Seriously, it was like I was leaving for good.
We finally arrived at the school. It was pretty much deserted since school wasn't due to start for just less than two weeks. I was only moving in so early because I wanted to get settled before everyone else arrives.
It took about an hour to get everything up to my room, and then we just lay back on the bed exhausted. There were boxes everywhere but I didn't care, I'll sort them out later.
Alex leaned over and kissed me. "It's going to work out, you know, this long distance thing. We'll make it work.
"I know. I wish it didn't have to be this way, but we can make it work. We'll still see each other on weekends. You won't forget about me will you?" I put on my best puppy-dog face.
"Forget about you? Is that even possible? I love you too much."
"I love you too." I snuggled up into his chest.
Alex and I have been together for a year and a half now. Unfortunately he is going to college in Forrester, so I won't see him so much.
Everyone from High School scattered. Lilly went to Berkley; Tina to Yale, Shameeka got a big modelling contract and has been travelling constantly since school finished. And Ling Su is at some big art school in France.
I'm going to get so lonely here by myself. I'll have to make all new friends. Something that is not as easy as it sounds when you're a princess. Most people either feel intimidated by me, so they don't get to know me, or they think they are better than me so they don't want to get to know me.
I hope my roomie will get to know me before judging me like that.
And at least Lars has his own dorm room next door; dad made it a condition of my enrolment here.
I'm actually surprised that I'm at college at all in the first place. The original plan was for me to finish high school, then move to Genovia where I can learn to take over from my father. But dad was the one who suggested I go to college here, so long as I got accepted to a decent one that he would approve of. And of course it's a politics degree, but it's better than living in the Palace with Grandmere. I mean really, that place doesn't even have the Lifetime channel!
So while an 'International Political Science' degree is not something I would have chosen for myself, it's better than leaving the country altogether. And I guess I will need to learn this politics stuff eventually so it's either from lecturers or Grandmere. And I'd take lecturers over her any day!
"So do I get a tour of this place or what?" Alex asked.
"Well actually, I haven't been on the official tour myself. They're supposed to arrange a tour guide, one of the older students, to take a bunch of us around tomorrow. Just the kids who have already moved in."
"Ok, so how 'bout we just take our own tour now then? Let's run amok! Come on, there's hardly anyone here, we may as well take advantage of it and have some fun."
"Alright, let's go!"
We jumped up and left the room. "Where should we start?" I asked.
"At the front of the school. It's probably where the real tour starts anyway."
We headed to the main entrance of the school and stood at the top of the stairs, looking up at the big sign.
"Columbia University," Alex read, putting on a posh tour guides voice, which actually came out British. "Built in 1856, the school has withstood many things in its time. Like the great fire of '79, and of course, who could forget, the moving in of Princess Amelia. Yet she still stands tall."
"Ha ha," I said, poking him playfully in the ribs. "Did you make all that up? Or was it really built in 1856?"
"Nah, I was making it up. But I sounded like I knew what I was talking about, didn't I? Maybe I should lead this tour tomorrow!"
"If it means you stay longer, then it's ok by me. Come on, what's next?"
We ran through most the different buildings of the giant school and looked in the rooms. We only came across a dozen or so other students. The place really was pretty much deserted.
Finally, when we thought we'd seen the entire school, I turned to Alex and said, "I'll beat you back to my room!" Childish, I know, but I was in such a good mood, I felt like jumping around a bit.
"Oh, you're on!" he said with a gleam in his eye.
I laughed and took off round the corner, Alex right on my tail. But we didn't get very far before we ran smack bam into someone.
"Oof!" I cried as I fell down, taking the person with me and Alex falling on top of me. The guy's books had scattered everywhere.
"Ow," he said. "Watch where you're going, why don't you?"
"I am so sorry. Here, let me get your books."
Alex jumped off me and helped me up. I was so embarrassed, this guys books had been knocked all over the hallway. I started picking them up.
"No, that's fine, just run along," he said, obviously embarrassed too.
"It's no problem, really," I said as I tidied his sheets into a book.
"Here, mate," Alex said, offering the guy his hand.
Once I'd picked up all the books I went back to the guy to give them to him. "Here," I said. "Sorry again."
The guy looked at me as he took back the things I was holding out to him. "Mia?" he asked softly.
"Yeah, that's right. Do I know you or are you just really good at guessing?" I said with a giggle. I figured I must know him, generally people who only know me from the papers call me Amelia.
Now he was looking me directly in the eyes and I got a really good look at his profile. He was my height, which is pretty tall, even for a guy; and his brown hair fell slightly in his face. He had brown eyes and he was generally very good looking. But I don't recognise him as anyone I know. I guess he's either a senior or a TA maybe.
"Um, no. Never mind." He looked over at Alex, then back at me. "Sorry," he said, before turning and walking down the corridor.
"Michael?" I asked as he was walking away. I don't know why, but it suddenly dawned on me that this tall, dark and handsome stranger was Lilly's older brother Michael. The boy I had once loved in my freshman year, before he himself had left for Columbia. Was this him? I'd completely forgotten about him in the last few years, especially since Alex came along. I'd even forgotten he goes to Columbia.
The Michael look-a-like stopped for a few seconds, but didn't turn around. Then he just kept walking away.
Was it really him? If so, why is he ignoring me?
Alex looked at me as I looked at Michael, or whoever he was, "Do you know him?" he asked.
"I don't know. I thought I did. But maybe I was wrong." I tore my eyes from the man walking away and looked up into my boyfriends face. "Come on, but no running this time"
"Yeah," he said. "We're lucky that guy hadn't been the Dean or someone important."
"Yeah," I replied. "He was no one important..." But inside I felt very differently. If it really was Michael, then he was important to me. Or at least he used to be.
I can't help but wonder if things will be strange between us when we see each other around campus. I hope not, because I'm going to need all the friends I can get.
Next chapter is Michael's POV, I'm hoping you all realised that that guy actually was Michael, if you didn't... no comment.
Now show me some appreciation for all my time put into this fic, and review it for me! Then I'll update!