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I Wanna Be Where You Are 8

Part 8 enjoy!- Xenia♪~

My tickets just came in the mail. I was so excited, but also very nervous.What would Michael think? What would he say? I looked so different from when I was 9 years old. I was a cute little black girl(black is my actual race) who loved life. I still love life , but now not only was my skin black my clothes are too. By just the look of me he would probably think I was some dark, evil, goth girl.

AT THE MALL WITH AMY.....

Amy: This one's cute.
Me:Does it come in black?'Cause pink IS NOT my color.
Amy:Ummm....yeah.
Me:Ok, let's get this then. 
Amy:Go get your mom so we can pay for this.
Me:(walking over to my mom) We're ready mom.
Mom:You want this?
Me:Yeah. Oh and these boots.
Mom:How much are they?
Me:$10
Mom:Ok.
We payed for my dress and boots. I got a black, sleevless beach dress and knee high black and purple boots.

4 days later (concert day).....

I'm rushing to get out of the house 'cause the place that he's preformin' at is 45 minutes away. All of a sudden I see a limo pull up in my drive way. The driver rolls down the window and yells:
Driver:Get in!
I get in the limo and it's beautiful in there. The seats are so soft and it even has a sun roof. And then it hit me- Michael did all this for me.

I'm let in through the backstage door and I see Michael getting ready for the show- He's so cute!
Michael sees me starin' at him. He comes over and he doesn't even recognize me.
Michael:(smiles)Your'e not supposed to be backstage.
Me:You really don't recognize me?
Michael:Ummm.....am I supposed to?
Me:It's me!
Michael:Me who?
Me:Me! Xaina!
Michael:Xaina? You look...um..
Me: I know dont say it...I look Goth don't I.
Michael:No. You look beautiful.(hugs me)
Me:(smiles)
Michael:Gosh. I miss that smile.
Michael looks into my eyes and I look into his. He started to lean into my face and I did the same. He had kissed me! And not just a little peck, a full kiss, a whole 3 seconds.
That meant so much to me.TBC.

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