Hey, everyone! I am so sorry this took so long, but I'm back! Thanks to jediahsokaroxx, who prompted me to add another chapter! This chapter, however, is slightly crappy. But, it was kind of necessary. It's kind of a filler chapter. But, I hope you enjoy!

"Who's that? A friend, relative, classmate, loved one?" Jess asked.

"A classmate, you could go as far as to call him a colleague, but in no way a loved one." Suze replied, her voice shaking a little.

Jesse wrapped an arm around her bare shoulders and said, "In no way at all."

"Well, I lost my powers anyway, so there's nothing I ca-"

Jess broke off when a picture of a handsome blonde with the eyes as blue as California skies was shoved under her nose.

"A picture couldn't hurt, right?" Suze asked, widening her eyes in an innocent manner.

"Uh, no…it couldn't hurt, I guess." Jess stammered.

"Well, then. If that's been cleared up…" Suze said brightly and continued as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened. (Of course to them, nothing abnormal had occurred)

Somewhere along the conversation, the topic of careers came up.

'Well, I'm studying to be a therapist." Suze said, thoughtfully.

"A therapist?" Jess said, incredulously.

"Yeah, is that so hard to believe?" Suze asked.

"It's just you don't seem the type to help others solve their problems. Without punching them in the face, that is." Jess snickered.

"Well, what do you want to do?" Suze asked Jess.

Jess blushed and mumbled something.

"I'm sorry, what was that? Didn't catch that." Suze sneered.

"An orchestra teacher." Jess said, a little bit more audible now.

"Well, that doesn't sound like something someone like you would do, is it" Suze countered.

"Okay, let's break it up here." Mia said, interfering.

"Alright, I see your point." Jess surrendered.

"Thank you. It's all I ask for." Suze said.

"So, what do you want to be, Mia?" Jess said quickly, trying to change the subject.

'Not what she wants to be, what she already is." Michael interjected. He would never pass up the chance to show off his girlfriend.

"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?" Suze asked.

"Have you ever heard of Princess Mia Thermopolis of Genovia?" Mia blushed noticeably.

"Yeah, she's a really good author, and a pretty cool princess. That whole bringing democracy to a country that's never heard of it was really kick-ass." Suze said.

"Sh-she's not that cool." Mia stuttered.

"Really? Because I happen to agree with Suze on this one." Michael stated, laying a sweet kiss on Mia's lips leaving her cheeks a fiery red."

"What? Wait, oh my god!" Suze, being the smart, young woman that she is-most of the time-figured out what was going on. And began digging through her bag. She pulled out a worn-out book and held up the back cover.

"That's you!" Suze said, excitedly.

"Yeah, it i-" Mia was cut off by Jesse saying

"Wait a minute. Isn't Mia Thermopolis dating Michael Moscovitz, inventor of the Pavlov robotic arm?"

"Yup, that's me." Michael said.

"No, don't!" Suze said to Jesse.

"Wha- but you did it!" Jesse whined.

"Doesn't matter, don't do it."

Jesse sat down dejectedly.

"Don't do what?" Michael asked, confused.

"Jump up and down like a little girl. Jesse's a doctor, or at least he's working towards it. He's a huge fan of yours." Suze answered.

"Oh, tha-" Michael was cut off by an opening of the door.

"Hi, I'm Judith Greshner and I will be your dorm advisor!"

And the fun begins...I am really afraid that I may have done Michael a little more cheesy than he actually is. Same with Suze and Jesse. Well, not cheesy, but I just can't seem to get the characters to act the way they do when Meg Cabot writes them. That's what makes her a genius, I guess! Reviews are highly appreciated! :D