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How it Happened: Billie Jean&Michael*6
Hey guys. Thx so much for the votes. I keep saying I love you guys. Which I do. Iâ??m thinking of making another story while I do this one. Iâ??m thinking of having Michael a bit younger. Some people stories that are so breath taking are: Isabellaâ??s Samoneâ??s and Naomi. To Izzy (if you donâ??t mind) I like Mike being aggressive too. I laughed when he cussed the doctor out, though it was to be a Sentimental moment. I could never resist him. Samone: love Lillonina, Shardaye, and the other girl (canâ??t think it and sorry I misspelled probably.) Also the author of Angelâ??s Creek. And the Puerto Rican/African American girl, Selna. Thereâ??s others too. Phyliis Reynolds Naylor who writes the Alice series. I love her! Contact me if you can. Afraid to give out my email address right now lol. Here goes nothingâ?¦ P.S. I just learned Naomi is tweleve I coulda sworn you were 14 you go girl! Michaelâ?¦ Jenny was really starting to get under my skinâ?? she seems sensitive. I donâ??t know what to do. (pausing) I think I wanna caress her. La Toya: Got another girl in your life Mike? (She was stepping into his room.) *M= Mike, L= La Toya, names are long to spell sorta lol* M: What are you talking about? L: I just heard you speak out loud about someone. Itâ??s notâ?? M: No, itâ??s not Tatum. Why do you ask? L: I think itâ??s cute for you to have a little girlfriend Mike. M: (getting up from the edge of his bed, walking down to have breakfast) She isnâ??t my girlfriend. L: (sarcastically) Yet. M: (Walking past her, whispering) Yet. The week progressed pretty fast, Billie working as an assistant for the wealthy Rhonda Williams, who fortune is from her daddy. Though sheâ??s rich, she has the character of Tianaâ??s friend from the Princess and the Frog, Charlotte. Zoey could not stand Rhonda for the longest. Today is Wednesday. Me: Rhonda, do boys treat you different because youâ??re an heiress? Rhonda: Some do, why? Me: Well, I donâ??t know (I was soaking her feet, donâ??t ask why!) Michael is supposed to take me to this upcoming fair. Iâ??m nervous. Rhonda: Oh cool, the little nerdy Michael, Michael Evans (from Good Times, hey both were cute. Especially ME when he was younger.) I told you he wasnâ??t so bad after you fake his friendship for awhile. Me: No, not him. And that Michael is my friend too! Rhonda: (giggling) Okay, which Michael? Me: Jackson. Rhonda: Oh his feet stank! Me: God Rhonda, not that Michael either. (getting off of the topic) He doesnâ??t look that bad today you know. Rhonda: (getting impatient) Then which Michael Jackson?! Me: (I could interpret the fact Michael digged the fact I treated him like a typical guy on the street.) The one from the Jackson 5â??Jackie, Tito, Jermaine, Marlon, Michael, and the little side kick Randy. Rhonda: (Choking on her cucumber that was drowned in garlic and Italian sauce) Shut up! Me: Really. Rhonda: Spill it, tell me how you guys met? So I told her about going to Zoeyâ??s job, fate I guess bringing me to Michael, the library, coffee, and our date to come on Friday. Rhonda: How lucky. Me: No, I need it. I could consider him as my first boyfriend. (I wanted to add though that I wouldnâ??t really be Michaelâ??s first girl. Then remembering he just had Tatum as a friend. But they kissed, in her room, on her bed! I know I can be a drama queen at times, thatâ??s just for show. Not at this point. I know it was in his past, which were some months ago, but him being on her bed, alone, and kissing her is a type of intimacy, right? He was shy he stated. I read magazines, it tore at my heart. But I had no right to be angry about it, at her, or him. If I was a boy or even him, I think I wouldâ??ve done the exact thing. If he is to be the â??Itâ? kind of boy, then I see why he is the way he is in a relationship. Rhonda: Thatâ??s sweet, you virgin! Me: Whatâ??s so complicated about that? Rhonda: Nothing. Me: You know you are also. Rhonda: Yeah. Remember when it was Robert I wanted so bad? (random thought but thatâ??s my friend at school. He looks like a miny slow jock whoâ??s a math whiz, but Iâ??m older than him by twelve days lol) Me: Yeah. (chuckling) Well, the week is pretty boring, Iâ??ve tried calling Michael. He hadnâ??t answered. No one hasnâ??t answered at all. Not even Katherine. I started to get impatient and hurt by his neglecting. I havenâ??t even expressed the way I felt to Zoe, so you know Iâ??m depressed. I felt so desperate, which made me pretty cranky when I wasnâ??t in front of people. I gotta give it to Performing Arts, because I could act if off pretty well. I was going to give him a piece of my mind! We didnâ??t even discuss the transportation. I wasnâ??t even sure if he thought about picking me up, I knew he could look in the phone book, find my name, drive to all addresses, find me and then say a big jolly surprise. I couldâ??ve taken Criminal Justice if I wanted to. It all seemed to make sense. A typical move for him. I donâ??t want to spoil your conclusions or anything, but I donâ??t know! I was even trying to hide where I stayed until a few more dates. So when I finally got off of work on Thursday, I went to the library again, asking a Liberian there if someone named Michael Jackson has been there recently. I got a no of course. I even asked this old man that worked at the Java Lava if he had spotted Mike. He said no. I knew I was taking a risk, because people might start hanging out here more now that they know Michael likes to get coffee from here. But heâ??s the one making the biggest riskâ?? not speaking to me. I didnâ??t know what to do to be honest. I thought of looking on the phone book myself, but decided against that. I wanted Friday to be a little spontaneous. Before leaving work on Friday Ronnie (Rhonda) told me good luck. She even gave me a bottle half full of perfume. It was called â??Lady Likesâ?. It smelled sweet, innocent, yet willing. I told her thank you. Once I got home by four, I looked myself in the mirror, tilting my head from side to side. I looked into my closet, not knowing what I wanted to wear. I remember he said why not wear something really casual, nothing special for him. So I decided to wear my green short-sleeved shirt, yellow artistic tank top over it. Then I had my jeans fitting tightly on me with a big belt over the top, thatâ??s the point of wearing the tight jeans. I wore some gold slip-ins, tennis shoes for back up, and Rhondaâ??s brown leather jacket with the belt and loops. I laid them neatly down on my bed. Oh, silver studs again. I looked at the time, four fifteen. Well, I sure knew I wasnâ??t going to get all dressed up for nothing. When I was going to pick up my phone, a note card was propped on there, it said: Dear Jeanette, STOP, this is a black mail! You donâ??t do this, Zoey dies. Get dressed, be ready before seven. There was no break-in in force whatsoever. I had her send the note. Iâ??ll be watching you. No authorities needed. I warn you now Jeanette Collins. Well bye my lovely lady. Sincerely, Non-Ya! Iâ??m no oneâ??s fool. It was Michael! What sense of words. Haha Michael! Ideas came to me as I wrote, part 7 next... Aariyan...
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