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MUSIC AND ME -- part one

Hi everyone! This is my new set of stories and I reeely hope you all like it better than my old set. 
Please don't forget to vote!
LURVE GABRIELLAxoxo -- aka Gabbi
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Hi I'm Mariah Jones. I'm 19 years old and it's late 1978. I work part time as a hairstyler. But that isn't my passion. My passion is singing. Ever since I was a little girl I have always wanted to sing songs and hear them played on the radio. I live in San Fransisco with my mom and dad. I have asked many producers if they would like to produce my album but they haven't even replied to my letters.

I work with my three best friends at a hair studio called HairCare. They're names are Alicia, Bre and Xebra.

Bre: When are those idiots gunna reply to your letter?
Me: I don't know. I was thinking of giving up on singing.
Xebra: No way! Babe, you can sing and I'm not gunna let my girl give up on her dream.
Me: *smiling* Aww.
Alicia: She's right you know.
Me: *sigh* Yeah I know.

So after work I walk out into the warm summer's night. The breeze was blowing through my hair and I felt very relaxed. Then I get a call.

Me: Hello Mariah speaking.
?: Do you like the colour red?
Me: Pardon me?
?: Do you enjoy using toilet paper?
Me: What?
?: Do you eat lemon?

I hung up and realised that was a prank phone call. I got anther call about five minutes later.

Me: Hello Mariah speaking.
?: Popcorn chicken.
Me: Now listen. I understand your trying to be funny, but I'm not laughing. If you prank this number again, I'm calling the police. Got it?
?: Yes.

I hung up and felt better knowing that wasn't happening again. I got another call in five more minutes.

Me: I told you to leave me the f**k alone! You immature, stupid, snot-nosed little brat! I'm calling the cops rigt now!
?: Wait! Wait! I'm Richard Sim. I'm a producer at the California studio....
Me: Oh! I apologise. I just had a kid pranking me a few times today. I'm Mariah Jones.
RS: Yes. I read your letter and I'm interested. Can you come to California this weekend?
Me: Woah. California. I don't think I have the money.
RS: I'll pay.
Me: Okay then. I'd love to.

So I flew to California and met Richard.

RS: Now Michael Jackson will be popping in later on to have a talk with me so don't disturb us then.
Me: Oh! Michael Jackson! I'm a huge fan!
RS: Hmm. DON'T BLOW IT.
Me: Okay.

In 2hours I heard a door open and close. I was too busy singing to notice.

I looked over and saw Michael Jackson watching. Up until then I was dancing and when I saw him I lost my balance.

Me: Ow!
Everybody ran in.
MJ: Are you okay?
Me: Yes. 
RS: Focus, Mariah.

TBC.......PLEASE VOTEZ FOR MY STORY =)

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