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Unexpected

Hey everyone! Sorry that I haven't written part 10 for Liberian Girl yet. I kind of messed up with part 9. But, this is a new story.

I know that all you girls out there think that "Love at first sight" exists. Well, that's not how I got tangled up in to my real first relationship. It actually happened unexpectedly. Right now, I am going to tell you a story that took place WAAAYYY back in 1982. That's right, you guessed right. It's about a relationship that I shared with THE Michael Jackson. So, here we go.

My name is Anna Trottle. (Weird last name, I know XD) I currently work for a newspaper called the "N.Y. Gazette". I own a suite at the Michelangelo hotel in New York City. I have a GAZILLION friends who like Michael Jackson. I just don't get what's so great about him, though. I mean, his music sounds KINDA' catchy. But he's just not someone that I would want to spend my time listening to. Anyway, one of my friends(Crystal) was actually dating him at the time, and she always comes to me for dating advice; even though I've never really had a real relationship with anyone before. One night, I was spending time with my bass guitar playing a few AC/DC songs. (Yes, they existed in the '80s) Then, after I had finished playing TNT, I got an incoming text from Crystal. It said that she was wondering if she could come over to my house tomorrow to "make a plan".

I didn't know what she meant by that, but I sent her a response saying yes. After that, she didn't call me or text me for the rest of the night. I started to get tired, but I was to lazy to go to bed. I decided to sleep on the sofa. As soon as I turned on the T.V, an MJ song came on. Of course, it was "Thriller". Apparently, they were having a live interview with Michael after the video was over. "How do you know this?", you're probably wondering. Well, the only way I found out was because an announcement telling us about it popped up on the screen every five minutes. 'Oh, joy',I thought to myself.

Like I needed more Michael in my life. He was on tabloids everywhere, he was mentioned in almost all of Crystal's calls, and a message showed up about him on my television screen every hour on the hour. (And between that, too!) At this point, I was sick and tired of Michael. But, of course, everyone else wasn't. They wanted more and more and more and more of Michael ALL THE DANG TIME! Sorry, I kind of lost my temper there. When I finally went to sleep, I dreamed about Michael mysteriously sweeping me off my feet. You know how people say that your dreams reveal the feelings you have that sometimes YOU can't even tell you're feeling? Well, I've believed that my whole life; until 10:00 p.m. on that Saturday night.

The next morning, I woke up in a different bed in a house that's WAY nicer than my suite. I was also wearing a T-shirt that had Michael's face on it with a pair of my sweat pants. I heard a beautiful voice coming from the kitchen. Had my dream actually happened?!?

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