Free Princess In Love by Meg Cabot Page B

wrong.
    Me:
    
    I guess I've sort of had a lot on my mind.
    Mr G:
    
    Your trip to Genovia? Me: Yeah, that, and . . . other things.
    Mr G:
    
    Well, if you want to talk about the, um, other things, you know I'm always here for you. And your mother. I know we might seem preoccupied with the baby and everything, but you're always number one on our list of priorities. You know that, don't you?
    Me: (Mortified)
    
    Yes. But there's nothing wrong. Really.
    Thank God he doesn't know about my nostrils. And, really, what else could I have said? 'Mr G, my boyfriend is a nutcase but I can't break up with him on account of Finals, and I'm in love with my best friend's brother?'
    I highly doubt he'd be able to offer any meaningful advice on any of the above.
     
     
    Tuesday, December 8, 7 p.m.
     
    I don't believe this. I'm home before Baywatch Hawaii starts for the first time in like months. Something must be wrong with Grandmere. Although she seemed pretty normal at our lesson today. I mean, for her. Except that she kept stopping me in the middle of my reciting the Genovian pledge of allegiance (which I have to memorize, of course, for when I am visiting schools
    in Genovia. I don't want to look like an idiot in front of a bunch of five-year-olds for not knowing it) to ask me what I'd
    decided to do about Kenny.
    It's kind of funny about her taking an interest in my personal life since she certainly never has before. Well, not very much, anyway.
    And she kept on saying stuff about how ingenious it had been of Kenny, sending me those anonymous love letters last
    October - the ones I thought (well, OK, hoped, not really thought) Michael was writing.
    I was all, 'What was so ingenious about that?' to which Grandmere just replied, 'Well, you're his girlfriend now, aren't you?'
    Which I never really thought about, but I guess she's right.
    Anyway, my mom was so surprised to see me home so early she actually let me be in charge of choosing the takeout (pizza margherita for me. I let her get rigatoni bolog-nese, even though the sausage in the sauce is probably steeped in nitrates that could harm a developing foetus. Still, it was sort of a special occasion, what with me actually being I home for dinner for a change. Even Mr. Gianini got a little wild and had something with porcini mushrooms in it).
    I am psyched to be home early because you wouldn't I believe all the studying I have to do, plus I should probably start my term paper, then there's figuring out what I'm going to get people for Christmas and Hanukkah, not to mention going over the thank you speech I have to make to the people of Genovia in my nationally televised (in Genovia, anyway) introduction to the people I will one day rule. I had really better buckle down and get to work!
     
     
    Tuesday, December 8, 7:30 p.m.
    OK, so I was taking a study break and I just realized something. You can learn a lot from watching Baywatch. Seriously.
    I have complied a list:
    Things I Have Learned from Watching Baywatch
    1. If you are paralyzed from the waist down, you just need to see a kid being attacked by a murderer and you will be able
    to get up and save him.
    2. If you have bulimia, it is probably because two men love you at the same time. Just tell the two of them you only want to
    be friends and your bulimia will go away.
    3. It is always easy to get a parking place near the beach.
    4. Male lifeguards always put a shirt on when they leave the beach. Female lifeguards don't need to bother.
    5. If you meet a beautiful but troubled girl, she is probably either a diamond smuggler or suffering from a split personality disorder. Do not accept her invitation to dinner.
    6. Dick van Patten, though a senior citizen, can be surprisingly hard to quell in a fistfight.
    7. If people are dying mysteriously in the water, it is probably because a giant electric eel has escaped from a nearby aquarium.
    8. Girls who are thinking about abandoning their baby should just leave it on the beach. Chances