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I mean, he doesn't believe in organized sports, but he has excellent quadriceps. All his ceps are nice, actually. I noticed last time he came into Lilly's room to yell at us for screaming obscenities too loudly during a Christina Aguilera video, and he didn't happen to be wearing a shirt.

So there is no way Michael Moscovitz would ever have sent me that letter, much less ask me out. NO WAY. He did walk me to my locker, though.

This was extremely nice of him, considering it was my first morning back in school after that whole embarrassing Josh Richter thing.

Boris Pelkowski meets Lilly at the front doors to the school and walks her to her locker every single morning , and has done ever since the day she agreed to go with him to the Cultural Diversity Dance. Okay, I admit that Boris Pelkowski is a mouth-breather who continues to tuck his sweaters into his pants despite my frequent hints that in America, this is considered a Glamour Don't. But still, he is a boy. And it is always cool to have a boy--even one who wears a bionater--walk you to your locker every morning.

I know I have Lars, but it's different having your bodyguard walk you to your locker, as opposed to an actual boy.

Except that I think the only reason Michael walked me to my locker this morning is because he was swept up in the general tide of people who came surging forward to greet me when I walked into school.

Not reporters, or anything. Principal Gupta won't allow them on school property, and besides, their interest in me has waned somewhat since I've proven to be weak and sickly and haven't been going anywhere or doing anything lately. I only saw one photographer on our way in, and he had his telephoto lens pointed at some of the older girls who were straddling the big lion statue outside the school.

Since we have to wear uniforms, and the girls' uniform is made up of a skirt and blouse and sweater, I sort of got the feeling that that photographer was trying to get shots of those girls' underwear. I thought about telling them, but I also got the feeling that they sort of knew already. No, the people who started swarming around us when we walked into the school were all my girlfriends--Tina Hakim Baba, Shameeka Taylor, Ling Su, and Boris Pelkowski he's not a girl, but he might as well be.

They all started jumping around, asking me if I felt better, and telling me the gossip that had happened in the school while I was sick, like how some boys threw one of the new iMacs from the computer lab out the window to protest the school's unilateral insistence on using Microsoft products, and how somebody spray-painted End the Fascist Regime of Jocks across the school's delivery entrance Lilly swears it wasn't her.

When all the screaming started, Lars and Tina Hakim Baba's bodyguard, Waheem--Tina has a bodyguard because her father is a sheik who fears that she will be kidnaped by executives from a rival oil company--looked nervous, but then they realized it was just us being happy to see one another, and they put their Glocks away.

Then the whole herd of us headed for my locker, forming a wall of solidarity against which not even a guy like Josh Richter, who thinks he is God's gift to women, could penetrate.

And anyway, by the time we got there, Josh was just leaving, his arm slung around Lana Weinberger's neck. He didn't so much as glance in my direction. So the whole thing was sort of a letdown anyway. Uh-oh, Mr. Gianini just called on me. I have no idea what we're discussing today. I swear, you get sick for one week, and it's like we've already moved on to trigonometry, or something. It turns out that since I've been gone, Boris has started learning some new music on his violin.

Right now he is playing a concerto by someone named Bartok. And let me tell you, that's exactly how it sounds.

Even though we locked him and his violin into the supply closet, it isn't doing any good. You can't even hear yourself think. Michael had to go to the nurse's office for aspirin. But before he left, I tried to steer the conversation in the direction of mail. You know, casually, and all. We can talk all we want in Gifted and Talented, because Mrs.

Hill, who is supposed to supervise us while we are engaged in our various gifted and talented projects--mine is not flunking Algebra; Michael's is designing his webzine, CrackHead ; Lilly's is working on her public access television show, Lilly Tells It Like It Is. Anyway, Lilly was talking about her show, and I asked her if she's still getting a lot of fan mail--one of her biggest fans, her stalker Norman, sends her free stuff all the time, with the understanding that he wants her to show her bare feet on the air: Norman is a foot fetishist.

To cover my embarrassment over this blatant dis, I asked Lilly what this week's show is about, since I'd missed out on all the filming last week due to the fact that we weren't speaking to each other. Lilly said she isn't doing a show this week, because on Saturday, the day we typically film, she'd been getting ready for the big Cultural Diversity Dance.

Instead, she is going to show a re-run, the one where we go to her stalker's place of work he owns a photocopy store on East 20th. In this particular show, we were wearing sandals when we stopped by, and Norman made an accidental velox of his hand because he couldn't stop looking at our feet. It is truly a classic episode of Lilly Tells It Like It Is , one that ought to reign in the annals of public access television merely for Lilly's illuminating treatise on Christina Aguilera and her lack of a soul.

Michael is back from the nurse's office. She wouldn't give him any aspirin because it is a violation of the school drug code. So I gave him some of my codeine cough syrup. He says it cleared his headache right up. But that might also have been because Boris knocked over a can of paint thinner and we had to let him out of the supply closet.

He was hyperventilating too hard to continue playing. Stop watching so much television; do something for the environment instead. Talk about unfair! Principal Gupta found out somehow one guess: her initials are LW about my giving Michael some of my codeine cough syrup, and I got called out of Bio and sent to her office to discuss my trafficking of controlled substances on school grounds!

Hello, what about all the kids who stand outside and smoke? Do they get in trouble for bumming cigarettes off one another?

Principal Gupta took my codeine cough syrup away and told me I could have it back after school. She also told me not to bring it to school tomorrow. I said, What if I am hacking up a lung, like I did in Homeroom today? And she said if I am still that sick, I have no business being in school. Thank God my Bio partner took notes for me while I was gone.

I would never be able to keep up with the human circulatory system if it weren't for Kenny Showalter. What am I supposed to do about this stupid English journal? Describe an experience that moved you profoundly. I am so sure. What do I write about? The time I walked into the kitchen and found my Algebra teacher standing there in his underwear? That didn't move me, exactly, but it was certainly an experience. Or should I talk about the time my dad spilled his guts out about how it turns out I am the heir to the throne of the principality of Genovia?

That was an experience, although I don't know if it was profound, and even though I was crying, I don't think it was because I was moved. I was just mad nobody had told me before. I mean, I guess I can understand that it might be embarrassing for him to have to admit to his people that he had a child out of wedlock, but to hide that fact for fourteen years? Talk about denial. What else profound has ever happened to me?

Should I talk about how I got this anonymous love letter and I couldn't get the guy who wrote it to admit to it? That's profound, all right. I am beginning to realize that the only thing profound about my life so far is its complete and utter lack of profundity. I was in the kitchen eating cereal when my mom came out of the bathroom with this funny look on her face. I mean, she was all pale and her hair was kind of sticking out and she had on her terry cloth robe instead of her kimono, which usually means she's pre-menstrual.

So I was all, "Mom, you want some Midol? Because no offense, but you look like you could use some. Which is sort of a dangerous thing to say to a premenstrual woman, but you know, she's my mom, and all.

So then I assumed something really horrible had happened, like Fat Louie had eaten another sock, or they were cutting off our electricity again because I'd forgotten to pay the bill.

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V: Princess in Pink Vol. VI: Princess in Training Vol. About the Book Just when Mia thought she had the whole Princess thing under control. I could only croak. So then I tried banging on the wall, but all that did was make my Greenpeace poster fall down.

I think she understood me, but it was hard to tell. I tell you, this princess business is no joke. Later on Monday My mom stayed home from the studio today. That was not so nice. My mother just took my temperature. Ninety-nine point six. If this were medieval times, I would probably be dead. Temperature Chart: AM My face, all smashed up against Josh Richter's. I think my fever just went up from the embarrassment of it all. And then she takes him back, like it was all just a big misunderstanding.

I'm sure all he had to do to get Lana back was call her. If this were an episode of ER , they'd have practically put me on a respirator already. Lilly is not really a very soothing visitor to have when you are sick.

She suggested that it was possible that I have consumption, just like Elizabeth Barrett Browning. I said I thought it was probably only bronchitis, and Lilly said that's probably what Elizabeth Barrett Browning thought, too.

And then she died. Homework: Algebra : problems at the end of Chapter ten English : start a journal; begin by introducing yourself World Civ : one thousand word essay explaining the conflict between Iran and Afghanistan Gifted and Talented : As if French : ecrivez une vignette amusant Oh, right Biology : endocrine system God! What are they trying to do over there, anyway?

Kill us? Tuesday, October 20 This morning my mom called my dad where he's staying at the Plaza, and made him bring the limo over so I could go to the doctor.