The Princess Diaries, Volume IX: Princess Mia
Friday, September 10, 9 p.m., Beauty and the Beast,
Lunt-Fontanne Theater, ladies' lounge
He hasn't called. I just checked with Mom.
I don't think it's completely fair of her to accuse me of believing the entire world revolves around my breakup with Michael. Because I don't. Really. How was I supposed to know she'd just gotten Rocky down for the night? She should turn off the ringer if he's turning into that much of
a problem sleeper.
Anyway, there were no messages.
I guess I shouldn't have expected there to be. I mean, I checked on his flight, and he's not due to arrive in Japan for another fourteen hours.
And you aren't allowed to use cell phones or PDAs while you're actually in the air. At least, not for calls or text messaging.
Or answering e-mails.
But that's okay. Really, it is. He'll call.
He'll get my e-mail and then he'll call and we'll make up and everything will go back to the way it was.
It has to.
In the meantime, I just have to go on as if things we ... read full excerpt from Princess Diaries, Volume IX: Princess Mia, The ebook
