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Taken for Granted (Part 1)
Hi its Sarah B. I am the writer of the story Music, Me, and Michael Jackson. This is my new story that i came up with and i hope that you like it. Id like to dedicate this part to mjsites readers and Michael Jackson. ENJOY!!! ----------------------------------------------------------------- The year is 1983. My name is Harper Jones and i am a 25 year old small town girl. I no longer live with my parents because they were killed in a plane crash 8 years ago when i was 13. The only family that i have left is my younger brother Kalvin who is 21. He is in college right now so i live alone in my suburban house in Oklahoma City. I have blue eyes, brown hair and i am kinda short. I work as a cashier at McDonald's but my passion is painting. My two friends, Ann and Megan, also like art (but not as much as i do) and we all like the same things. Except our taste in music. Both of them are HUGE Michael Jackson fans. I'm not. I think his music isnt that great. They're always winning tickets to see him in concert or signing an album or something else. And they always invite me but i always give them an excuse to not go. I get fed up with it all the time. And theyre always like "oh he has the most gorgeous brown eyes" and "hes so sexy." And i always think that what chance do they have at dating him. Really! I barely know what he looks like other than brown eyes. Right now i'm painting my new piece of art of a bird that i saw outside my window. It looked so serene. Me: No dont move little bird. Stay where you are. Youre so pretty. Yes you are. There is some movement in the bushes outside and the cardinal flies away. Me: Damn it! Then i see a big group of people run past my house screaming. What the hell could be going on?! Crowd: WHERE'D HE GO?!? Woman: Come on this way!! They all follow her and they go near the shopping center. Is Reagan in town? I walked to my front door and opened it. And decided to scream to the people chasing after God knows what. Me: WHO ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?!?!?!?! I see the bushes shake a little. And i know that it isnt some animal cuz i put an animal remover spray thing so they could keep out of my garden. Me: Whoever you are get the hell out of my bushes. The person gets out. And runs inside my house. Me: HEY! What the f**k are you doing?!?! Leave now! ???: Ok im sorry. Me: Do i know you? ???: Uh no. If you dont tell anyone who i am i'll give you whatever you want. Me: I dont care. Get out of my house or im calling the cops. ???: Wait. Do you even know who i am? Me: Probably not. Now if you'll excuse me i have a painting of a bird that i have to finish but thanks to you my model is gone. ???: You paint? Thats cool. Me: Uh thanks? ???: Whats your name? Me: Harper Jones. ???: Thats a pretty name. Me: Thanks. Who are you? ???: Uh Mike. Me: Um ok Mike. Do you have a last name? Mike hesitated and finally answered. Mike: Smith Me: Ok then whenever youre ready you can leave when you want. Mike: But i really dont wanna leave. Me: Why not? Mike: Cuz 1 i wanna see you paint and 2 its not every day that i see a beautiful woman standing in front of me. That made me blush. But i barely know him. And it takes me a while to trust people cuz in the past i was cheated on by my boyfriend. And to make things worse it was with one of my friends. I no longer am friends with her. Me: Are you carrying any sort of weapons? Mike: No Me: Drugs? Mike: No Me: Are you sure? Mike: YES IM SURE! Me: Fine then you can stay. Mike: Yes! As i was painting Mike and i were talking. I really got to know him better. He wasnt such a bad guy after all. He was black, had black hair, big brown eyes, and i have to admit that he was an attractive guy. Im not gonna tell him that though. When i was done with my painting i had to let it dry for the night. And by now it was already dark. Wow 5 hours flew by fast! Me: Well Mike. Im going to bed now and you can let yourself out now. I'll see you later. Mike: But i dont live here. And i just checked out of my hotel room today. I dont have any where to go. Me: Oh. I guess you could stay here then. Mike: Really! Thanks Harper! Me: Your welcome. Well good night. Mike: Wait where do i sleep? Me: On the couch. Mike: You dont have an extra bed or something? Me: Nope. I mean i would let you sleep with me but my boyfriend would get pissed. Mike: You have a boyfriend! You didnt tell me that! Me: Cuz you never asked. Mike: True. Me: Well goodnight Mike. Mike: Night Harper. I went up to my room and fell asleep instantly. Later in the night i woke up to get a midnight snack and when i went downstairs i noticed the TV on. Great. Mike had been wasting the electricity and having me pay more for my electricity bill. I went to the TV and turned it off and as i was about to yell at Mike for keeping it on but he was passed out on the couch (as in sleeping.) He looked kinda cold so i took the blanket on the chair next to him and put it over him. And i dont know what happened but i soon gave him a kiss on his forehead. Me: *whispering to self* Ok that never happened. I wasnt that tired so i turned the TV back on and watched it. I hope Mike didnt feel that cuz i know that if he did he would rub it in my face for a while. Why in the world would i do that when i have a boyfriend? ----------------------------------------------------------------- What did you think! I hoped you liked it even though it was kinda boring. PLZ VOTE i want at least 10. BYE!!!
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