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*Part 3 is coming ur way :D here we go!-Fluffykins* "On every street you turn, you'll find answers. The first step in the truth, comes to a place of music, drink, and food. Yet sneaking in will be something you'll have to do." Raising an eyebrow, I read the message over and over trying to get it. It's like it's suppose to be a riddle or something? I looked at Talasyn, then back to my screen and read it a few more minutes before minimizing it. I ran my fingers through my hair sighing. Great. Just. Great! First the weird mail letter, now a weird computer mail letter. Me: Seriously, I cannot catch a break. I restored it the letter again, reading it more trying to understand what it was talking about. I read over one line though, "Comes to a place of music, drink, and food. Yet sneaking in will be something you'll have to do." That actually could be anything, really. I mean... There is a bar down main street and-wait... The bar! "A place of music, drink, and food." and I'm only 11 so I can't get in there. You have to be about Omar or Momma's age to go in there. "Yet sneaking in will be something you'll have to do." Me: Ohkay. Got that done with. *Looks at Talasyn**Scratches her head* What do ya think? Should I be crazy enough to even try it? Talasyn: *Looks at me* Mew. Me: I am crazy. Ohkay... Burben(the bar) here I come. I'm crazy for even attempting this, I understand. Really, come on, if you started getting weird messages saying stuff in riddle form... Wouldn't you go off to find out what's the source of all of this going down? I thought so. No judging, please. I just got to know the right to do any of this... 'Cause I really don't believe my mother or Dalton would apperciate me going off to a bar when they can actually see me in the day light. So, yeah, there's that. Maybe later tonight... When I know everyone is asleep. Yeah... Seems ledgit. The bar will be packing tonight anyways, maybe I'll see who is sending me these letters. Lillian... What are you getting yourself into? -Later that night- Me: *Climbing out of my window**Turns back to look at my pet* Wish me luck girl. Talasyn: *Looks at me* Me: *Looks at the branch in front of me* Ohkay... You can do this Lilly... Just believe you can. Here we go! With a great leap, I reached out for the branch and barely missed it. Thank you... Mini heart attack was happening in my chest right. I cussed a little bit under my breath as I pulled myself up and sat there for a minute before climbing down the other branches. Once my feet hit the ground, I look back at my house and made a dash past the gate and down the street. I'm so gonna regret this, I can tell. I ran all the way to main street till I was across from the Burben. Breathing hard, I waited for a chance to make my dash inside. And wouldn't ya know it... While I was hoping, two guys started a fist fight right in front of the club causing the guard to try and break them up. Now any other person would take this chance, and that is what I did my dears! Making a dash into the club was a piece of cake, even if I had to get cussed out by the people in line who were waiting forever to get in. Sorry. Snooze ya lose. While in the club, it was people drinking, eating and live movies were going on while all this was happening. I've heard stories about clubs... But I never really thought about anything really. It didn't seem like a it has live shows with girls half dress on there. How would Jaffar know anything about that though... I'll be sure to ask him later about that, just as of now, I have to find my next clue. As I was walking around... The bartender saw me. Bartender: Hey! Me: *Jumps and turns to look at me**Points to myself* Me? Bartender: No the other underage kid that came in here. Me: *Looks around to find one* Bartender: You don't take a hint to sarcasm do you? Me: Oh. Bartender: Come here, please. I shrugged my shoulders and started coming over there. I took a seat on a stool and looked at him. He sat a glass in front of me. Me: Oh... I don't drink, sir. Bartender: I figured. You don't seem like one of the kids who ruins their lives with smoking and drinking before ther 30. Me: Ohkay... *Looks at the drink in the glass* Bartender: It's Dr. Pepper Me: *Looks at him strangely* Bartender: *Sighs* If you don't believe me, take a little sip. I know I shouldn't, but it wouldn't hurt... Would it? I took the glass and took a small sip. With a smile, it was Dr. Pepper alright... Thank the lord. I smiled at the man. Me: Thank you. Bartender: Welcome. Not everyday we get young runaways coming in here for either food or drinks. Me: Oh, wait, but I'm-um... I'm really greatful you did this. Bartender: Thanks. I'm Frank, how about you? Me: I'm Lilli-Little Bit. Frank: *Raises an eyebrow* Little Bit? Me: Yeah. My mom just named me Little Bit. Frank: Can't complain. My mom named me after her old hound dog. Me: *giggles* Cool. Frank: *Cleaning a glass* Kid, have you ever been called by your Momma then have the dog come with you? Me: No. Frank: *Laughs* Good. It's sorta embarassing. Me: I sorta figured that. Frank: Yeah. I like Frank. He's really nice... I sorta feel bad about lying to him saying I'm a run away. While I continued to drink my Dr. Pepper and talk to Frank, I could hear the crowd of people booing whoever was on stage singing. I turn around to see them booing at a band up there. Guess their not what they wanted. Frank: This club is going down hill. Me: What do you mean? Frank: Every band Larry brings in here, they say their good but they turn out to be knock offs. We just need one good band... Or even one good singer and we'll be great. No one would ask for a refund. Me: I could help! *Turns to him on the stool* Frank: You? Kid... C'mon you're cute and all... But you ain't ready for what those people can do up there. Me: You have no idea what I'm capable of. I come from a family of singers, something had have rubbed off on me or something. I'm not taking no for an answer. I'ma Jackson... And a Jackson can handle anything. Frank was quite for a minute, then he finally nodded his head and lead me to the back of the stage where I guess Larry and some guy that looked like Russel Brand mixed with Ashton Kutcher stood. Frank: Larry, Benny... Benny: *See me* Hello there. *Looks at Frank* Another run away? Make sure she gets some food and something to drink. *Grabs my cheek* She's a cutie. Me: *Moves his hand, forces a smile* T-thanks. Benny: Welcome. Larry: What do you want Frank? I'm busy! The fucking act just split on me because of this crowd. Frank: That's what I want to talk to you about. Larry: What are you talking about? Me: I'm your new act. Larry: *Looks at me and Frank* What is this? Some joke? She's not going on. Benny: Larry... You don't know. She could be a lot better then the last band? She can't be that awful. Larry was silent for a while, then he turned around and looked at me. Larry: Fine. She can go on. One song, that's it. I smiled. Here's my chance to help... My mission can be on hold for a minute. I'm going to help these guys out with their club. I told Frank what I wanted, he left to tell the person working the music since I was going on my own. Benny went on stage in front of the booing club goers... And this is my time to shine... I just hoped I don't get booed off the stage. *Part 4 will be here soon. Thanks for reading*
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