Princess' Diaries

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Friday, September 26

 

LILLY MOSCOVITZ’S LIST OF HOTTEST GUYS(compiled during World Civ, with commentary by Mia Thermopolis)

1. Josh Richter(agree—six feet of unadulterated hotness. Blond hair, often falling into his clear blue eyes, and that sweet, sleepy smile. Only drawback: he has the bad taste to date Lana Weinberger) 2. Boris Pelkowski(strongly disagree. Just because he played his stupid violin at Carnegie Hall when he was twelve does not make him hot. Plus he tucks his school sweater into his pants, instead of wearing it out, like a normal person) 3. Pierce Brosnan, best James Bond ever(disagree—I liked Timothy Dalton better) 4. Daniel Day Lewis inLast of the Mohicans(agree—stay alive, no matter what occurs) 5. Prince William of England(duh) Leonardo inTitanic(As if! That is so 1998) 6. Mr. Wheeton, the crew coach(hot, but taken. Seen opening the door to the teachers’ lounge for Mademoiselle Klein) 7. That guy in that jeans ad on that giant billboard in Times Square(totally agree. Who IS that guy? They should give him his own TV series) 8. Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman’s boyfriend(whatever happened to him? He was hot!) 9. Joshua Bell, the violinist(totally agree. It would be so cool to date a musician—just not Boris Pelkowski)

 

 

Later on Friday

I was measuring my chest and totally not thinking about the fact that my mom was out with my Algebra teacher when my dad called. I don’t know why, but I lied and told him Mom was at her studio. Which is so weird, because obviously Dad knows Mom dates. But for some reason, I just couldn’t tell him about Mr. Gianini.

This afternoon during my mandatory review session with Mr. Gianini, I was sitting there practicing the FOIL method (first, outside, inside, last; first, outside, inside, last—Oh my God, when am I ever going to have to actually use the FOIL method in real life? WHEN???) and all of a sudden Mr. Gianini said, "Mia, I hope you don’t feel, well, uncomfortable about my seeing your mother socially."

Only for some reason for a second I thought he said SEXUALLY, not socially. And then I could feel my face getting totally hot. I mean like BURNING. And I said, "Oh, no, Mr. Gianini, it doesn’t bother me at all."

And Mr. Gianini said, "Because if it bothers you, we can talk about it."

I guess he must have figured out I was lying, since my face was so red.