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Caitlyn and Michael's Love Part 4

(Me): Michael, I would really love to but...(looks at Chole still sitting on the couch watching the show)
(Michael): you don't want to...do you, Caitlyn?
(Me): no, baby, I do it's just...
(Chole): (bust out laughing and falls off the couch holding her gut)
(Me): ("It's not that funny, Chole.")
(Michael): so...do you? And who's that laughing?
(Me): I would love to, baby. I really would. The only problem is, is the person who you hear laughing, is my 11yrold sister, Chole. Well...not blood sister...but still my little sister. I'm baby sitting.
(Michael): oh. Hey!
(Me): what?
(Michael): why don't you bring her with you. I love kids member?
(Me): (giggling) yeah, I remember. Okay. Well be there in a few. Let me get her away from Scooby-Doo.
(Michael): okay. Bye.
(Me): bye.

I hung up with Michael; this is gonna be the best!!!
I walked over to my sister-who was still laughing her butt off-and was laughing a little bit looking at her.

(Me): having fun, kiddo?
(Chole): heck yeah!!!
(Me): good. Hey, P.Y.T
(Chole): yeah, Thriller?
(Me): wanna come with me to another fun place?
(Chole): yeah!!!
(Me): alright. Get up and go get whatever your bringing.
(Chole): okay! (gets up and runs up the stairs, I hear her rumming around in her room saying "where is it" over and over again. She comes back down with her King Of Pop "Thriller" T-shirt)
(Me): you ready?
(Chole): yeah my homie.
(Me): boy, Chol, when I'm around Hope...remind me never to let you hear her talk ganster.
(Chole): but it's fun.
(Me): (rolls my eyes)

We walked out of the house and into the car. I started the car and backed it up, and Chole was singing "P.Y.T(Pretty Young Thang)"; like she always does. She kept asking me where we were going...but I kept it a seceret till we made it to Neverland. She stopped singing long enough to have her mouth drop open.

(Chole): oh...my...God...this is...HOW!? (turns to me) Caitlyn!?
(Me): Michael's my boyfriend...oooh, I'm sorry I forgot to tell you, sissy.
(Chole): not cool.
(Me): (laughing)
(Chole): that ain't funny.
(Me): to me it is.
(Chole): not me.
(Me): nothing is never funny to you.
(Chole): yeah, whatever.

We got out of the car and walked up to the doors of Neverland. I knocked and when Michael opened the door, I hugged him and kissed him on his lips...almost forgetting Chole was here with us. She cleared her throat and we broke apart.

(Chole): Thank you.
(Me): why to go, sis.
(Chole): (bows)
(Me): Michael, this is my little sister Chole Annabella. And Chole this is Michael. Or...well, yeah, you already know who he is.
(Chole): heck yaw I do.
(Michael): well, it's nice to meet you, Chole.

Michael gave her a hug. And Chole was just jumping up and down with excitment. I had to laugh. All day her and Michael was acting like dorks. One thing they did that got me was this:

(Me): (with my backturned looking at Neverland)
(Chole and Michael): (coming up behind me with a bucket water and throws it on me)
(Me): Michael!!! Chole!!!

They ran off laughing. And I chased after them. Oh, it's so on when I catch up with them. I was running after them; okay...Chole when she's hyper, I can't...but Michael, Michael is a diffrent story. I ran after him full force. I finally talked him to the ground. I had his hands pend and I was sitting on his waist. His eyebrow raised. I was smirking at him. Chole was no where in site.

(Michael): what are you doing?
(Me): (leaning to him) oh, nothing...
(Michael): looks like something.
(Me): (touches my lips to his)
(Michael): (kissing back)

Me and him were like that till we heard a voice.

(Chole): GROSS!!!

We turned and saw Chole. She was covering her eyes.

(Chole): it gettin' hot in herre. I better not see anything coming off.
(Me): (blushing) CHOLE ANNABELLA!!!
(Chole): (running off laughing still having her eyes covered)
(Me): I swear...that girl. Her and my friend Peyton will be the death of me.
(Michael): (giggling)
(Me): what's so funny?
(Michael): your butt is still on me.
(Me): oh...well...I kinda like it.
(Michael): me, too, baby...but I think we better go.
(Me): (pouting) fine.

I got of him and then helped him up. As we were walking a felt a hand slap my butt.

(Me): Michael Jackson!!!
(Michael): (running off laughing)
(Me): you are so dead!!!(runs after him laughing also)

We had a blast. When we went home, me and Chole was a little sad are ownself. I told Michael I would come with him on his making of "The Way You Make Me Feel"...I had no idea what would come out of this little watching thing.

To Be Continued.....

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