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Dancing the dream-part 2

hey guys, me again.sorry it took so long, but im really busy with school right now.ill do my best.dedicated to Michael :) <3

me:....(SHIT, WHAT DO I DO?)
mom: Alex, are you ok? sweetie, youre still there?
me:..(confused)..uhh, yeah, im still here.yes.
mom:youre going with us back to Italy right? its your grandmas 68 birthday, you cant miss it.
me:mom, this is the big shoot of my life...i dont know what ill do..DAMN, it has to be right next week?
mom:you girl, quit swearing.its not nice at all.
me:you do realise that you swear too sometimes, right?
mom:well..yeah, but were talking bout you now.dont change the subject.
me:(kinda laugh, even if i dont have the reason to right now) yeah, yeah, i know your excuses...(thinking) uhm, look mom, i gotta go.ill call you later, ok?
mom:sure.but dont even think bout staying in America next week, ok?
me:...mom, ill think about it.
mom:.youre gonna break grandmas heart if you dont come.
me:(getting tears in my eyes) moooom, im confused enough, i dont need more complications, ok?
mom:..sure.call me.i love you sweetie, bye.
me: bye mom..(starting to cry)

i cried my eyes out.not because of me not going to the meeting next week, but because of the fact that if i would go, i REALLY would break grandmas heart.and i dont want to do that.never ever.not after everything she has done for me.
the next few days flew like the wind and i was getting more sad every day.one day, Stevie got tired of it and broke the ice.

Stevie:ok girl, i see theres something wrong, you cant hide it.tell me.
me:(lying)theres nothing wrong.
Stevie:youre lying.
me:(getting blushed)how do you know?
Stevie:maybe you dont know, but when you lie your bottom lip starts to tremble.
me:no it doesent(getting red)
Stevie:(laughing)oh yes it does.check it out in the mirror if you dont belive me.
me:(not moving)
Stevie:well, i guess thats a no than.
me:you got that right.(geting up)
Stevie:hey, hey, were do you think youre going?
me:to the kitchen.its almost 6.00 oclock and im hungry.
Stevie: you have to tell me what bothers you first.i cant stand seeing you like this.its like youve lost your life energy.
me:...well, i did in a kind of way.
Stevie:(looking confused and scared at the same time) nonononono, you have the meeting with Michael in a few days, you cant say that.

it kinda shocked me the way he called him.Michael.only Michael.like he has known him for years.

me:....that the problem actually.
Stevie:..may i hear it?

so i told him everything.every single part of what has been torchering me for the past few days.but he didnt share his feelings with me. the opposite-he laughed.

me: how can you laugh at something like that? im gonna lose the "job" of my life, and you laugh?
Stevie:(still smiling) youre worried bout something like that? dont you think Michael would get you on a jet in time if you would explain the whole situation to him?
me:....well...i heavent really thought of that.
Stevie:oh, you bubblehead.you really know how to make your life harder, dont you? what are you waiting for(gettintg the phone in his hands), go prepare youre suitcases.im already calling the producer to book a jet for you.were flying to Los Angeles in two days, so you have like..uhm, 1 hour to prepare everything you need.
me:(jumping on him again and hugging him)THANK YOU STEVIE,thank you so, so much!!! oh, i better go start packing.
Stevie:good idea, yeah(smiling)

the two days we had left ran away like they were racing.seriously.i dont even know if i have everything i need in my suitcase.i was packnig my stuff so fast that i dont even remember witch clothes i took with me.anyway, on "the day" i was wearing jeans shorts,a black shirt,a jeans jacket and my navy blue allstars on my feet.my usual look.god, i am soo nervous, i mean, im meeting Michael Jackson !!!!!!!!!!! my dream is finally coming true :) 
when we got on the plane i got really sleppy.i dont know why.maybe Stevie has put some kind of a sleeping pill in my orage juice cause he knows im horrofied of planes.damn, i beat he did.

me:maan, im getting sleepy..
Stevie:(laughing)
me:..(jawing) why are you so laughing? Stevie!! what did you do?
Stevie:(acting innocent)what are you talking about?
me:you know what im talking about! what did you do to make me feel so sleepy?
Stevie:(laughing)oooh, that what youre talking about..yeah i have put some..(he noticed i feel asleep)..some sleeping pills in your juice. sleep well.

as i woke up the plane was just landing.i wasnt scared anymore or should i say not yet cause i was still felling sleepy.how much of that sleeping thing has he put in my juice?

Stevie: Aleeeeex.Aleex, wake up.
me:nooo, not yet.i wanna sleep.
Stevie:i gotta tell you something really important.its about the meeting..
me:(i was up in a second) what? whats going on? is there something wrong?
Stevie:(smiling at my panicing)no, theres nothing wrong..its just that Michael and his manager are here.
me:WHAT??!
Stevie: they decides to wait for us here, on the airport.8he sa the look on my face)..and i have NOTHING to do with it this time.
me:ohh goood..i look like a mess.my hair is crazy and im still sleepy.how do i look?
Stevie:(thinking)...uh..you..you look beautiful.
me:are you kidding me?
Stevie:no, why?
me:cause it took you so long to get that word out of your mouth.
Stevie:(nervus)oh, well..no im just a littl excitede about the meeting too, thats all.and i got lost in my words.or my mind.whatever.
me:oh, well, ok.

we got out of the plane and headed for he limo.but there wasnt just the limo waiting for us.nooou, there was a tall, sunblushed guy standing beside it.his curly hair fell perfectly on his forhead and his eyes were glowing even throuhg they were dark, really dark.his lips turned up in a smile when he saw us.ofcourse, how could he miss us, Stevie was waiwing his hand like crazy.as we got close he stepped in front of me and looked nto my eyes (well, lets say so, cause we were both wearing aviator sunglasses) and landed out his hand.

Michael: hello, nice to finally meet you, im Michael..

part 3 coming soon guys.love ya all.

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