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Lost Lovers 8

Hi! Erm, I guess I should go on with it... Um, I was wondering if people were 
actually reading this. Um, anyway, enjoy, I guess.

The tv just anounced that we kissed in front of some Italin place I don't even 
remember. The only thing that was going thru my mind was that I was scared for 
us. Like from now on, I know people are gonna be following my ass. Great, just 
great.

Michael: Ok, just calm down Michael. Your just overreacting. I'm still traped inside 
one of my crazy dreams.
Me: As much as I wish this were a dream, it's not... Just go out with our heads held 
high an-
Michael: (Cuts me off) Thats not gonna work. Come on Misty! Their gonna be on 
our backs now. God, and I thought 1993 was a bad year. Sheesh
Me: (Gets hurt by that last remark) Oh, so just because of one little kiss with me in 
public, it ruins your whole year.
Michael: You know, we did a whole lot more than just a simple little kiss. A WHOLE 
lot more.
Me: Ok, so your pissed that we had sex. Right?
Michael: Well, it's not so much that. It's that people all over the world know. That 
now 'Us' is on tabloids all over the world. If we were to be drunk and have sex in 
private, I wouldn't as mad.
Me: (In head) Damn it! Why couldn't this be in private? I think we would both be 
happy.
Me: Alright, so what on earth are we gonna do?! Next time we go out-(Penelope 
yells thru the door "Can you guys finish up in there? I have to clean and stuff.)- 
Anyway, what was I saying?
Michael: Um, something about what are we gonna do next time in public.
Me: That's right, what are we gonna do?! If I'm pregant I swear...
Michael: Misty, relax. Your not pregant. Just chillax.
Me: I'm sorry. (Gets put of bed) I'm just gonna-(Michael's jaw drops and stares at 
me)-um...
Michael:(In head) Woah. HOT! Wait, why am I thinking this?! I'm married!! But, just 
on look couldn't be so wrong... Right?
Michael: Ummmm... You have no clothes on....(Mumbles) And I like it.
Me:(Blushes) Oh shit. Um...(Gets back in bed) I'm soooo sorry you had to see that.
Michael: Don't be sorry. We were all born naked so who cares?
Me: I do.
Michael: Whatever.

Penelope suddenly unlocks the door and bursts in, causing me to jump. Michael 
caught me, and wraped his arms around me.

Michael:(Sounding annoyed) Yes?
Penelope: I-I um, your Michael Jackson?
Michael: Yes.
Penelope: Arent you marred to some blondie?
Michael: Why yes I am. Please don't tell her about this.
Penelope:(Squints her eyes) I should tell Blondie about this...
Me: Please don't. If she find out we will both die.
Penelope: So, you two are together?
Michael: Yea we are. 
Me: We are? I mean, we are.
Penelope: Were's the proof?
Me: Well, we're both naked so that's proof that  we do have something.
Penelope: I mean proof I can see. 
Me: Do what kiss?

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