Princess on the Brink (The Princess Diaries, Vol. 8)

Princess on the Brink (The Princess Diaries, Vol. 8)

The eighth book in the #1 New York Times bestselling Princess Diaries series by Meg Cabot. At last, Mia is a junior. An upperclassperson. So why is it that everything is going so terribly wrong? What is she doing in Intro to Creative Writing? When she has made it through Algebra and Geometry, why must she be faced with Precalculus? All this is nothing compared to the news Michael springs on her, however. Her beloved boyfriend could be leaving for Japan for a year—or more! Precalc has nothing on preparing for the worst separation ever! Turns out there is one way she might convince Michael to stay. But will she? Or won't she? No matter what, Mia seems headed for disaster. Princess on the Brink is the eighth book in the beloved, bestselling series that inspired the feature film starring Anne Hathaway and Julie Andrews. Beautifully repackaged in paperback, this title will appeal to new readers as well as fans looking to update their collection.  “Series fans will enjoy the usual comedy and the larger questions about sex and relationships.” - ALA Booklist At last, Mia is a junior. An upperclassperson. So why is it that everything is going so terribly wrong? What is she doing in Intro to Creative Writing? When she has made it through Algebra and Geometry, why must she be faced with Precalculus? All this is nothing compared to the news Michael springs on her, however. Her beloved boyfriend could be leaving for Japan for a year—or more! Precalc has nothing on preparing for the worst separation ever! Turns out there is one way she might convince Michael to stay. But will she? Or won't she? No matter what, Mia seems headed for disaster. Meg Cabot ’s many books for both adults and teens have included numerous #1  New York Times  bestsellers, with more than twenty-five million copies sold worldwide. Her Princess Diaries series was made into two hit films by Disney, with a third movie coming soon. Meg currently lives in Key West, Florida, with her husband and various cats. The Princess Diaries, Volume VIII: Princess on the Brink By Meg Cabot HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. Copyright © 2008 Meg Cabot All right reserved. ISBN: 9780060724603 Chapter One Tuesday, September 7, Intro to Creative Writing Oh, she has GOT to be kidding. Describe a room? That is our first assignment? Describe a room? Does she have any idea how long I've been describing rooms creatively? I mean, I've described rooms in space—for instance, in my Battlestar Galactica fan fic about Starbuck and Apollo finally Doing It. You know what I can't believe? I can't believe she stuck me in Intro to Creative Writing. I should be in Intermediate at least. I mean, with my practice PSAT scores—which, okay, were about as low as they could be in math, but were great in verbal—I should have tested into it. And okay, the SATs don't measure creativity (unless we're supposed to believe that those people grading the essay part really read them). But my verbal score alone should prove that I'm capable of describing a room. Doesn't she know I've moved on from describing rooms—and even from writing novels—to writing whole screenplays? Because Lilly is totally right, there's no other way I'm ever going to get a true representation of the story of my life onto the silver screen unless I write it myself. And Lilly directs it. I know it's going to be tricky finding financing and all, but J.P. said he'd help. And he knows tons of people in Hollywood. Just the other day he and his parents had dinner with Steven Spielberg's cousin. Why can't Ms. Martinez see that by putting me in Intro to Creative Writing instead of Intermediate, where I belong, she is repressing my artistic growth? How is the blossom of my creativity ever going to be able to bloom if no one waters it? Describe a room. Okay, here's a room for you, Ms. Martinez: The four stone walls press narrowly against one another, glistening with moisture dripping from the low ceiling. The only light that filters in comes from the single tiny barred window near the ceiling. The only furnishings are a narrow cot with a thin mattress made of striped ticking, and a bucket. The purpose for the bucket is made obvious by the stench emanating from it. Is that what is attracting the rats that lurk in the shadowed corners, their pink noses quivering? C? Mia, when I said describe a room, I meant describe a room you know well. While I'm certain dungeons like the one you're describing do exist in your palace in Genovia, I highly doubt you've spent much time there. Furthermore, I happen to know from my membership in Amnesty Inter-national that Genovia is not on the watch list for inhuman treatment of prisoners, which leads to my next question: When is the last time the dungeons in your palace were even used? And I believe a man as forward thinking as your father would have installed a proper sewage system in the palace by now, making the need for buckets for human waste obsolete. —C. Martinez Tuesda