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At Last (Part Four)
Hey!!!! It's now part four and I hope you guys enjoy this one. Alright, Imma get to it now, and I just want to dedicate this to all of ya'll and Michael Jackson, the best entertainer who ever lived! Sit back, relax, and not just enjoy it, but LOVE IT!! ---------------------------------------------------------------- March 1, 1987 This day was so freakin' important to me! This was the day of the results, and they were actually shipped from California to New Jersey, for our dance crew anyway, since there so many people from many dance crews who auditioned and they were all over the country. Anyway, It was in my mail on that Sunday. After church service, we went straight to her house to read the results. My heart was beating so fast, my pulse was affected, it felt like it was going to literally pop out of my throat and you could actually hear it from far away. I swear to God, I was so nervous, I became nauseated. Daisy: Wanna read yours frist? Me: (swallows hard) Okay. I didn't look at it while opening it. Daisy: How do you feel? Me: Well, I'm totally nervous, because I doubt that-(sees the results) I MADE IT!! Daisy and I jumped on her bed, screaming so loudly, I swear her next door neighbor came out of his window, yellin' at us. Mr. Manchinelli had a heavy, husky, kind of like "The Godfather" voice, like in the mafia or somethin'. It was obvious he was Italian. Mr. Manchinelli: AY! Keep it down, there, Shruder! (Daisy's last name) Daisy: Sorry, Mr. Manchinelli. (mumbles under her breath) Lonely old drunk. Mr. M: What didya say? Daisy: Nothing, sir. (puts window down) Me: (laughs) Open yours. Daisy: Okay. (opens it) ALTERNATE?! Me: Oh, that's alright. If someone who made it gets sick or somethin', that's when you come in. Daisy: Who made it? Me: (looks at the info. sheet. Something that you get if you made it) On the info. sheet, I saw my name and other people's names and as I was scamming, I saw the name "Debra DiLeo." Me: What the hell?! Daisy: What? Me: Guess who made it. (hands her the sheet) Daisy: What in the hell? Me: I so cannot believe it. You're one of the best dancers in our dance crew and she can't even get a step right. This can't be right. Daisy: (in agony) I guess her ways DO work. (tears up) Excuse me. (runs downstairs) Me: Daise, wait! I couldn't catch up with her, because she was so fast. Believe me. She was in the track team all through high school. She got inside of her car and zoomed out like a bat out of hell. As I was standing on her front porch, watching her just drive away, I looked down at the info. sheet. I saw some info. somewhere that said, "If you have any questions or concerns regarding the auditions or the music video, please do contact me, Michael Jackson. My phone number is 1-424-945-2874. Thank you very much. =D)I then went home, so I could call him, if I didn't feel like I was gonna vomit first. I was gonna call MJ for God's sake! I wanted to dial the numbers, but my thumbs were too frozen to press the numbers. I decided to step up to the plate and call him. Me: (takes a deep breath after dialing the #s) I'm gonna throw up. Then I heard a soft, cotton-soft voice say, "Hello?" Me: H-Hi, um...I'm Felicity Banks. Michael: (happy) Oh, hi! Did you look at the information papers? Me: Mmm hmm. Um, can I talk to you about something? Michael: Sure. What's the problem? Me: Well, you see, my friend, Daisy Shruder also auditioned and she's one of the best dancers in our local dance crew here in New Jersey, but she didn't make it, but another girl, who doesn't have as much potiential as her made it instead. I really wanted to talk to you, because it's a major concern for me. Michael: I am very sorry about that. You see, I was going to pick Daisy, but my manager wanted me to pick Debra, because she's his neice, so I had to put Daisy as first alternate. I'm very sorry. Me: It's okay, but Daisy was very hurt. Michael: (seemed sad) I feel so terrible. Please tell her that I'm so sorry. Me: I will. Michael: Thank you. Um...I know this is personal, but what are you doing right now? Me: Uh, calling you. (laughs) Michael: (giggles) I like your laugh. Me: Thanks. (blushes a little) Michael: You're welcome. Remember, first rehearsal is on March 17. Me: I know. Michael: So, that means that you're going to stay in California for a couple months, until we finish the video. Me: Yeah, but I don't have enough money to stay in a hotel for a couple months. (sighs) I can only afford my plane ticket. I don't know where I'm gonna stay. Maybe in a cheap hotel for a couple nights, but from there...I don't know where I'm gonna go next. Michael: Well, you can come stay with me and my family if you don't have anywhere to go. Me: What? You would really do that for me? Michael: Yes, I would. Me: (gasps) Thank you so much, Michael! If we were talkin' in person, I would so hug you so tight! (laughs) Michael: (giggles) You're very welcome. We can be great friends and you'll love my family. Me: Ugh! Um...I have to go. Michael: Is something wrong? Me: Oh, no. It's just that it's six o' clock over here and I have to get ready for my job. I work as a cashier at Jack-In-The-Box. "The Shift From Hell." Well, it was very nice talking to you, Michael. Michael: "Shift From Hell." (laughs) It was very nice talking to you, too, Felicity. Bye. Me: Bye, Michael. TBC... What did ya'll think? Please vote and let your mjsite peeps know about this story so they can read and vote too. Love ya'll.
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