Princess' Diaries

Today when I woke up, the pigeons that live on the fire escape outside my window were cooing away . . . 

More Friday, Algebra

Lilly could tell right away something was up. Oh, she swallowed the whole story . . . 

Really Late on Friday,

Lilly Moscovitz’s Bedroom

Okay, so I blew off Mr. Gianini’s help session after school. I know I shouldn’t have. Believe me . . . 

Saturday, October 4,

Early, Still Lilly’s Place

Why do I always have such a good time when I spend the night at Lilly’s? I mean, it’s not like they’ve got stuff . . . 

Later on Saturday

The whole way home from Lilly’s I worried about what my mom and dad were going to say . . . 

Saturday Night

I can’t even believe what a loser I am. I mean, Saturday night, alone with my DAD!

Sunday, October 5

I can’t believe Mr. Gianini told her. I can’t believe he told my mother I skipped his stupid review session . . . 

Monday, October 6, 3 a.m.

I’ve been up all night, worrying about getting caught cheating. What will happen . . . 

Monday, October 6, 4 a.m.

I tried washing the quadratic formula off my shoe, but it won’t come off!

Monday, October 6, 7 a.m.

Decided to wear my Docs and throw my high-tops away on the way to school . . . 

Monday, October 6, 9 a.m.

Realized in the car on the way to school that I could have taken the laces out of my high-tops . . . 

Monday, October 6, G & T

Okay. I admit it. I looked.

Fat lot of good it did me, too.

Tuesday, October 7

Ode to Algebra Thrust into this dingy classroom . . . 

 

Wednesday, October 8

Oh no.

She’s here.

Thursday, October 9

I found out why.

She’s giving me princess lessons.

Friday, October 10

Princess lessons.

I am not kidding. I have to go straight . . . 

Saturday, October 11, 9:30 a.m.

So I was right: Lilly does think the reason I’m not participating in the taping today is because . . . 

Saturday, October 11

I can never go to school again. I can never go anywhere again. I will never leave this loft, ever, ever again.

Later on Saturday

Well, I don’t know who Lilly Moscovitz thinks she is, but I sure know who she isn’t: my friend.

Past Midnight, Sunday, October 12

She still hasn’t called.

Sunday, October 12

Oh my God. I am so embarrassed. I wish I could disappear. You will never believe what just happened.

Later on Sunday

Oh, okay. According to my mom, who just came into my room, Mr. Gianini spent the night on the futon couch . . . 

Even Later on Sunday

I just turned on my computer to look up some stuff about Afghanistan on the Internet . . . 

Even Later on Sunday