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Nothing Is Impossible *2*
*Waazzzup?! I hope you liked the first part of the story! I actually got the idea for this story while watching Oprah interviewing Garth Brooks. Like I always say, I get ideas from the randomest of things. So dedicated to Michael Jackson. All for love, enjoy<3* Dad: What are you doing? Iâ??m sorry Michael- Me: *gasps* Michael! *rips off his sunglasses* *screams* MICHAEL JACKSON! *faints* Dad: Halle! Mom: *groans* My mom walked and got a bucket full of cold water. Mom: *pours water on me* Get up! Me: *sits up* *shakes my head* Was the water necessary? Mom: *smirks* Yes, *nods toward Michael* Youâ??re prince awaits. *giggles* Me: *looks at him* Uh, hey. Michael: *places his hat on my head* *kneels down* Hey. *puts on his sunglasses* You got a little wet there. *giggles* *places a piece of paper in my hand* Bye, sweet thang. And then he left. Me: *groans* *lays on the couch* When I pictured meeting Michael Jackson, it happened much differently. Dad: *laughs* You totally embarrassed yourself! Me: Itâ??s not funny Dad! And all I got was this piece of paper. *throws the paper* Mom: Paper? Sweetie, have you really been out of the dating scene that long? Me: Well itâ??s been a while. Mom: Did you look at the paper? *giggles* Me: No. And I donâ??t plan on it. Mom: Well than Iâ??ll just take Mr. Jacksonâ??s phone number. *runs and snatches the paper* Me: *yells* His phone number!? Dad: Yeah, thatâ??s usually what people exchange on pieces of paper. Me: *growls* Give it to me. Mom: Fine, only if you call him. Me: He just left mom. Mom: Oh, so you arenâ??t desperate? Me: I am, *giggles* I just wonâ??t act like it. *heads upstairs* Goodnight. I walked upstairs giggling with excitement. My wish came true. Well basically all the wishes Iâ??d ever made. I wished on my 5th birthday that Iâ??d meet Michael Jackson. On my 14th birthday I wished that heâ??d call me sweet thang. And this year I wished that someone would show they liked me. And they all came true! I plopped on my bed and cuddled under my covers. The next morning I woke up in a daze. Me: Michael? Where are you? *pats around the bed* Michael! *falls out of bed* Owww. Outside my door I heard my older brother. What? Heâ??s supposed to be in New York! Erg, Brandon. Brandon: Oh Michael! Oh, Michael! Harder! *opens the door* Sex dreams? Me: *blushes* *stands up* No! *brushes myself off* It was the real deal. *laughs* Brandon: If was the real deal this Michael must not of liked it cause he wasnâ??t moaning. *laughs* Me: Shuddup! Brandon: Maybe you shouldnâ??t be having sex dreams! Thatâ??s nasty! Me: Hey, you had emâ?? too! I had to deal with them when you were home. Brandon: Yeah, but mine were about that fine lady LaToya Jackson. Ohh! Sheâ??s so fine! Me: *giggles* Well mine are about- Brandon: Whoa, donâ??t cut me off. Me: *sticks tongue out* Brandon: She so good lookin. Imma meet her one day. Me: In your dreams! At least I met the guy in mine! Brandon: Yeah, Michael Jackson? In your dreams! Mom: *walks in* *throws me Michaelâ??s fedora* You left this downstairs yesterday. *winks* Brandon: Hold up. *points to the fedora* Whatâ??s that? Me: *walks by him* *places the fedora on my head* My sex dream partnerâ??s hat. *smiles* Brandon: You really did it with Michael Jackson?! Me: *laughs* *runs off* Brandonâ??s P.O.V My sister is one messed up girl. Oh hey, Iâ??m Brandon Connelly. Iâ??m 24. Michael Jacksonâ??s age. Yeah, Halle is jealous of that. I needa investigate this. I walked around Halleâ??s room looking for stuff when I found a piece of paper with a number on it. Ohh, a number. I dialed the number and a lady answered. ??: Hello? Me: Hey, whoâ??s this? ??: I should be asking you. Me: My name is Brandon. And you are? ??: LaToya Jackson. Me: *screams like a girl* LaToya Jackson!? LaToya: *giggles* Yeah, you didnâ??t know that when you called my familyâ??s house number? Me: This is your number?! LaToya: Yeah, howâ??d you get it? Me: I found it in my sisterâ??s room. LaToya: Lawd, how old are you? Me: 24, and single baby. *laughs* LaToya: *giggles* Nice to know, and how old is your sister? Me: 21. LaToya: Damn, I wonder who gave her our number. Me: *laughs* She tryna tell herself it was Michael Jackson but I know she crazy. LaToya: Hold up sweet thing. *yells* Michael! I listened as I heard her talking with Michael in the background. LaToya: Brandon? Me: Yerp? LaToya: What do ya know, Michael did give our number to your sister. Me: No fuckin way! LaToya: Yes way. I canâ??t believe it. Michael never gives his number to a girl. Me: Um, I donâ??t mean to be weird but can you ask Michael if he did it with my sister? ??: GET OFF THE PHONE BRANDON! Me: *jumps* Holy shit! Who was that? LaToya: I dunno. Is someone on your line? Me: *groans* Halle! Halle: Iâ??d let you talk if you werenâ??t talking about me! Me: Hey LaToya. LaToya: Yes? Me: Get Michael on the line. LaToya: *giggles* Okay. Halle: No! Iâ??m out! LaToya: No! Stay! I wanna get to know the girl my brother is crushin on. Halle: Fine. Me: Good. Michael: LaToya, why am I doing this? LaToya: He is here! Michael: I got better things to do than talk with you. Me: I am offended. Michael: Jeez, who is that? Me: Brandon, Brandon Connelly. I hear you were at my house last night. Stalker! Halle: *giggles* Michael: Well where do you live? Me: Oh you know, you gave your number to my sister. Michael: Oh, gotcha. Yeah, I was there. Me: Hittin on my sister! Not allowed dude. Michael: *giggles* Okay, Iâ??ll stop. Halle: No! *gasps* Um, I mean, no, do what you want. Michael: And this is? Halle: The sister who was hit on. Michael: *coughs* Oh, um, hey. LaToya: Aw, he getting all choked up now. Itâ??s okay Mike, be yourself. Michael: Shut up Toya! No one asked you anything. Brandon: Oh, feisty. I donâ??t know if I like that for my sister. Michael: Okay, Iâ??m sorry. Brandon: Whoa, you really must like my sister. Michael: *silent* LaToya: Oh, he ainâ??t talking. I think he does! Hey new sister-in-law! Halle: Hey sister! *laughs* Me: Damn it! LaToya: What? Me: Well if Halle gets Michael than I canâ??t get you! LaToya: Aw, well maybe if things donâ??t work out for them. *giggles* Halle: Well you better hope things donâ??t work out then. LaToya: *whispers* Michael, what the hell? Me: Oh, sibling drama. Halle: *giggles* LaToya: Michael wants me to ask you something Halle. Halle: Yes? LaToya: He wants to know if youâ??ll- ______________________________________________________________ B-b-b-bam! Cliff hanger. ahhahaha. Hope you enjoyed! Love, halleeeeeeeee(:
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