Princess 09 - Princess Mia by Meg Cabot

Author:Meg Cabot [Cabot, Meg]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2011-03-17T04:00:00+00:00

1. No princess lessons

2. Even though I have no TV, I have something totally excellent to read.

I fully intended to take off my school uniform, put on my sweats, curl up in bed, and read about my

ancestress.

But my (admittedly mild) excitement was short-lived, due to walking into the loft and finding Mr. G at the

dining room table with all of the assignments that I missed last week.

“Sit,” he said, holding out a chair.

So I sat.

And now we’re tackling all my make-up work. One class at a time.

This is so unfair.

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Monday, September 20, 11 p.m., the loft

Oh my God, I am so tired. And we’re not even halfway caught up with everything.

What is the POINT of piling so much work on us? Don’t they know that all they are doing is breaking

our already fragile spirits? Is this really what the powers-that-be want? A generation of wounded, broken

souls?

No wonder so many teens turn to drugs. I would, too, if I weren’t so tired. And I could find some.

So, it turns out Uncle Francesco didn’t appreciate Amelie saying he didn’t care about the people of

Genovia. He told her that if she really cared about the people of Genovia, she’d step down and let him

rule. Because she’s just a girl who doesn’t have any idea what she’s doing.

!!!!!!!!!!!!

But I guess Amelie had more of an idea about what she was doing than she let on, because she drew up

ANOTHER executive order—this one was to close all Genovian roads and ports. No one was allowed

in or out of the country. She did this because she thought it might do a little more to reduce the spread of

the plague than burning all the books in the country.

Ha! Take that, Francesco, you loser!

Also, she had the best mousers in the city brought to the palace. Because she couldn’t help noticing that

there’d been no outbreaks of the disease in places where there were cats—like back at the convent,

where she’d left Agnès-Claire.

For a girl who’d lived in the 1600s back when they didn’t know what germs were, Princess Amelie was

pretty smart.

Oh, and she had her uncle thrown out of the castle.

Man. And I thought MY family was dysfunctional.

Tuesday, September 21, Intro to Creative Writing

My relatives turn out not to be the only ones conspiring against me. The minute I walked into school

today, Principal Gupta was waiting for me. She crooked her finger at me to follow her into her office.

Lars and I exchanged panicky looks, like—Uh-oh!I couldn’t figure out what we’d done now.

Or whatI’d done, anyway. I was sure Principal Gupta must have found out about the time I pulled the

fire alarm when there wasn’t really a fire. True, that was a year ago, but maybe that’s how long it had

taken them to go through all the video surveillance of the hallways or something….

But it turned out to have nothing to do with that. Instead, she confiscated my journal.

I am writing this in my Chemistry notebook right now.

Principal Gupta said, “Mia, I understand you’re going through a rough time right now.

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