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It's really late at night and I'm sitting on a couch in the same dressing room waiting for Michael's fans to exit the stadium; just until one of his security guards notifies him that the building is clear. I'm sitting on a beautiful, red, and very comfortable couch next to Michael. He's facing me, but I'm not paying any attention to him. I'm staring at my hands that are resting on my lap and one is lying on top of the other. I'm lost in thought of how to go about the rest of the night. Questions are circling around the inside of my mind and thoughts of how to make this time less awkward is making me feel stressed and uncomfortable.
"You feeling okay?" Michael asked in the very quiet room.
"Not really."
"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"
"Please don't find this rude in any way, but I just want to go home and see my sister."
"You have a sister?" He asked with a smile.
"Yes I do. Her name is Scarlet." I smiled back.
"How old is she?"
"She's sixteen."
"Wow, she's very young. Do you think I could meet her sometime?"
"Sure, I don't see why not."
"Great." He smiled bigger. "What else should I know about you?"
"Well, both of my parents weren't around; I actually can't remember them, but my grandmother took my sister and I in to take care of us. She supported us both and was good to us."
"Was?"
"Yes. She passed away months after I turned eighteen. I inherited her house and my sister and I have been living there for a little while."
"Victoria, I am so sorry. I will be more than happy to give you any kind of help and to even be there for you and your sister when needed. You still have my number right?"
"Yes I do. And thank you for being so kind, but we're doing okay."
"I'm trying to befriend you though. I want to help you in anyway when needed."
"Thank you Michael, but I really don't think help is really necessary. My sister and I are very very different and can take care of ourselves. But I wouldn't hesitate of you being my friend." I smiled slightly.
"I'm happy to hear that."
I kept giving off a little smile and looked back down at my hands that were still lying on my lap. My smile drifted away slowly trying to think of something else to talk about that I could bring up.
"Since you know a little about me, what should I know about you?" I said looking up at him with my undivided attention to experience his answer.
"Well, I've been singing and dancing since I was very young, I've done a lot of charity work and still doing it and I love it, I have a lot of siblings; some I'm closer to than others, I'm more close to my mother than my father, there's a lot." He giggled.
"Do you like your life?" I asked very curious of what his answer might be and being prepared to be surprised or astounded.
"I love life." He smiled. "Do you?"
"Well, life blessed me with some good times, but a lot of bad times." I didn't want to continue from memories and moments coming back to me and feeling my heart crack.
"So, you don't like life."
I shrugged and hung my head down hiding my sad face.
"I think you and your sister need to come and visit Never Land with me." He smiled.
My head was brought up with a big smile and a glowing face.
"That's what I love to see. That's one of the things I love about life is making other people happy." He explained.
"Life must be good to you." I assumed.
"Yes and no. I trust people too easily and end up in heart break. And then there's people that make assumptions about me that aren't true."
"Boy, don't I know that feeling." I crossed my arms as I rolled my eyes.
"Do you live it a lot?"
"Believe it or not, I do."
~ Please comment. I want to know what you thought of this chapter during/ after you read it. What else do you think Michael will find out about Victoria? ~
"You feeling okay?" Michael asked in the very quiet room.
"Not really."
"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"
"Please don't find this rude in any way, but I just want to go home and see my sister."
"You have a sister?" He asked with a smile.
"Yes I do. Her name is Scarlet." I smiled back.
"How old is she?"
"She's sixteen."
"Wow, she's very young. Do you think I could meet her sometime?"
"Sure, I don't see why not."
"Great." He smiled bigger. "What else should I know about you?"
"Well, both of my parents weren't around; I actually can't remember them, but my grandmother took my sister and I in to take care of us. She supported us both and was good to us."
"Was?"
"Yes. She passed away months after I turned eighteen. I inherited her house and my sister and I have been living there for a little while."
"Victoria, I am so sorry. I will be more than happy to give you any kind of help and to even be there for you and your sister when needed. You still have my number right?"
"Yes I do. And thank you for being so kind, but we're doing okay."
"I'm trying to befriend you though. I want to help you in anyway when needed."
"Thank you Michael, but I really don't think help is really necessary. My sister and I are very very different and can take care of ourselves. But I wouldn't hesitate of you being my friend." I smiled slightly.
"I'm happy to hear that."
I kept giving off a little smile and looked back down at my hands that were still lying on my lap. My smile drifted away slowly trying to think of something else to talk about that I could bring up.
"Since you know a little about me, what should I know about you?" I said looking up at him with my undivided attention to experience his answer.
"Well, I've been singing and dancing since I was very young, I've done a lot of charity work and still doing it and I love it, I have a lot of siblings; some I'm closer to than others, I'm more close to my mother than my father, there's a lot." He giggled.
"Do you like your life?" I asked very curious of what his answer might be and being prepared to be surprised or astounded.
"I love life." He smiled. "Do you?"
"Well, life blessed me with some good times, but a lot of bad times." I didn't want to continue from memories and moments coming back to me and feeling my heart crack.
"So, you don't like life."
I shrugged and hung my head down hiding my sad face.
"I think you and your sister need to come and visit Never Land with me." He smiled.
My head was brought up with a big smile and a glowing face.
"That's what I love to see. That's one of the things I love about life is making other people happy." He explained.
"Life must be good to you." I assumed.
"Yes and no. I trust people too easily and end up in heart break. And then there's people that make assumptions about me that aren't true."
"Boy, don't I know that feeling." I crossed my arms as I rolled my eyes.
"Do you live it a lot?"
"Believe it or not, I do."
~ Please comment. I want to know what you thought of this chapter during/ after you read it. What else do you think Michael will find out about Victoria? ~
Forever Grateful part 4
I set down my arms beside me and tilted my head feeling ashamed and giving myself away of who I really am. I should've known better than to sleep knowing very well that my powers would be able to set off when I feel at peace and have no control over my mind. Things were going amazing and now I really fudged up. I slightly looked up at Michael feeling very uncomfortable and uneasy. What is he thinking? What is he thinking of me now? Should I even dare talk to him? Maybe I should just leave now; just thinking about it pained me.
"Please don't leave." Michael said finally.
"How did-?"
Jesus Christ, I forgot. People can hear my thoughts when I
Forever Grateful part 3
Michael's security guard guided me to the front of the crazy crowd and helped me over the small gate to hold back the fans for when Michael performed. I stood and watched the stage for the magic to begin. My gaze never departed from the stage for I was afraid that I would miss something. Even one blink I made made me paranoid that I would miss something that would make me change my life forever. What happened earlier already accomplished that and now I had to pay attention to get the real deal of a life time.
The concert began and every moment was like an exciting and adrenaline rushing dream. My heart pounded fast and I held in my screams
Forever Grateful part 2
My mind froze and overloaded with screams and yelling of pressure to say something; especially my name. I took a quiet, deep, and long breath to help me clear my mind and to help me say what I needed to.
"My name is Victoria." I finally answered.
"That's a very pretty name." He smiled at me.
I felt myself blush. I tilted my head and narrowed my eyes to see the back stage pass still being held in Michael's hand.
"I suppose I could give this to you now." He said with a now child like smile and extended the pass to me.
I carefully and gently took the pass from his hand and couldn't believe all of what I was experiencing and witnessing.
"Yo
Forever Grateful part 1
I stood waiting in the back of a very large crowd waiting to get my ticket checked to see Michael Jackson live. It's the HIStory tour and I just had to buy a ticket to see him. I've been a fan of his ever since I was a child and ever since then, I loved him and had a huge fan girl interest in him.
The crowd moved slowly into the stadium. I could hear screams of excitement at the very front of the crowd, chattering everywhere, and the occasional smell of cigarette smoke. The sun was setting with the changing colors in the sky. It was a clear day and going to be a clear, beautiful, and memorable night. The crowd was half way in and I was feeli
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