Princess Diaries Series: Third Time Lucky Part 26

much studying we all had left to do. So we left, and now I am home again and my mom says that while I was gone Sebastiano called four times AND he had this dress delivered.

Not just any dress, either. It is a dress Sebastiano designed just for me. To wear to the Non-Denominational Winter Dance.

It isn't s.e.xy at all. It is dark green velvet with long sleeves and a wide square-shaped neckline.

But when I put it on and looked at my reflection in the mirror in my room, something funny happened: I looked good. Really good.

There was a note attached to the dress that said: Please forgive me.

I promise this dress will not make him think of you as his little sister's best friend.

S.

Which is very sweet. Sad, but sweet. Sebastiano can't know, of course, that the Michael situation is completely hopeless and that no dress is going to make any difference, no matter how nice I look in it.

But, hey, at least Sebastiano apologized. That's a lot more, I've noticed, than Grandmere has done.

Of course I forgive Sebastiano. I mean, none of it his fault, really.

And I guess someday I'll probably forgive Grandmere since she's too old to know any better.

But the person I will never, ever forgive is myself for getting into this situation in the first place. I totally should have known better. I should have told Sebastiano 'No photos, please'.

Only I was so carried away, looking at myself in all those beautiful dresses, that I forgot being a princess is more than just wearing pretty dresses: it's being an example to a lot of people . . . people you don't even know and may not ever even meet.

Which is why if I don't pa.s.s this Algebra test, I am dead.

Monday, December 14, Homeroom Here are the number of students at Albert Einstein High School who (so far) have felt compelled to make comments to me about my smas.h.i.+ng Lana Weinberger's mobile phone last Friday:

37.

Here are the number of students at Albert Einstein High School who (so far) have felt compelled to mention my suspension last Friday:

59.

Here are the number of students at Albert Einstein High School who (so far) have felt compelled to make comments to me about my appearance in an advertising supplement to the New York Times over the weekend:

74.

Total number of comments made to me so far today by students at Albert Einstein High School: 170.

Oddly, after wading through all of this negativity, when I got to my locker I found something that seemed extremely out of place: a single yellow rose, sticking out of the door.

What can this mean? Can there be someone in this school who does not despise me?

Apparently so. But when I looked around, wondering who my one supporter could be, I saw only Justin Baxendale, being stalked (as usual) by a horde of wors.h.i.+pful girls.

I suppose my anonymous rose-leaver must be Kenny, trying to cheer me up. He will not admit it, but who else could it be?

It is Reading Day today, which means we are supposed to spend the whole day - except for lunch - sitting in Homeroom, studying for Finals, which begin tomorrow. This is fine by me, since at least this way there's no chance I'll run into Lana. Her homeroom is on a whole other floor.

The only problem is that Kenny's in this cla.s.s. We have to sit alphabetically, so he's way up at the front of this row, but he keeps pa.s.sing notes back to me. Notes that say things like, Keep on smilin! and Hang in there, suns.h.i.+ne!

He won't fess up to the rose thing, though.

By the way, want to know the total number of comments made to me so far today by Michael Moscovitz?

1.

And it wasn't even really a comment. He told me in the hallway that my combat boot had come untied.

And it had.

My life is so over.

Five days until the Non-Denominational Winter Dance, and still no date.

Distance formula: d-10xrt

r=10

t=2

d=10 + (10)(2)

= 10 + 20= 30.

Variables are place holders for numbers (letters) Distributive law

5x + 5y - 5

5(x + y- 1)

2a - 2b + 2c

2(-l)-2(-2) + 2(5)

-2 + 4+ 10= 12.

Four times a number is added to three, the result is five times the number.

Find the number.

x = the number 4x + 3 = 5x

-4x -4x

3 = x Regardez les oiseaux stupides.

Cartesian coordinate system divides the plane into four parts called quadrants Quadrant 1 (positive, positive)

Quadrant 2 (negative, positive)