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Me & Michael's Instant Love (Part 2)
Thanks for voting again! Here's part 2 enjoy it guys! Dedicated to Michael and MJSite!! *January 19, 1986 in Encino, California* Last week, Michael and I had a great time on and off the set of â??Captain EOâ? and he wanted to hang out this week and get to know each other more, and yes Iâ??m kind of nervous but excited at the same time. My alarm clock woke me up at 11:35 am so I can have girls day with my number one girlfriend, Jazmine Jones before my date with Michael, wait, did I say date, is it date? Jazmine Jones is one out of three of my good friends that I knew since pre-k, back in bed-stuy, she was the only girl that understood me, because we were the person and same race, both our mothers is Afro-Latina and Italian, they werenâ??t sisters or anything, but the same race and my parents was her landlord also. I hopped in the shower, brush my teeth, and did my hair. I put on white halter top that says â??Brooklynâ? on my chest, that I made when I was in my teens, black leggings, and gold sandals. I walked to the kitchen to make me some egg omelet, until there was a knock on my door. Me: Who in the hell is that? (walking towards the door) Who is it? ??: Who IT is!? Me: (smacking my lips & looking in the peak hole) Jazzy!? Jazzy: Yeah girl, now open this damn door! Me: (opening the door) Jazzy: Itâ??s about time, girl (walking in) Me: Uh.. Excuse me, when you walk in to someoneâ??s apartment, youâ??re supposed to say â??Good Morning, how are you?â? Jazzy: Oh Iâ??m fine girl, thank you. Me: (sighing & walking in the kitchen) Jazzy: (eating my food) Me: Uh.. Hell no, what the hell are you doing, Jazzy? Jazzy: Eating. Me: I gather that, but what are you doing though? Jazzy: Oh, Brent and I forgot to go the grocery store yesterday and we donâ??t have no food in the apartment. Me: Oh alright, just say that girl. Jazzy: Alright. So what are you planning on getting at the mall today? Me: A new dress, some heels, and this barrette that I saw in the magazine. Jazzy: Okay then, may I ask where youâ??re planning on wearing this to? Me: Itâ??s for my date tonight. Jazzy: (choking on some food) Date?! With who?! Me: With Michael. Jazzy: Jordan? Me: No fool, Jackson! Jazzy: OMG! Youâ??re going on a date with him!? Me: Whatâ??s wrong with Michael? Jazzy: Nothing, but it hasnâ??t been a good year since you break up with Clarence. Me: Correction, itâ??s been 5 years and Iâ??ve moved on to better things now. Jazzy: So you donâ??t miss Clarence at all? Me: Hell to the no, are you ready to yet? Jazzy: Yeah, letâ??s go. Jazzy and I grabbed our purses and headed out the door to the car. I donâ??t know why, she bring up Clarence for, Clarence was my ex boyfriend when I was on my rise to fame, he was the most jealous, disrespectful, and abusive dude that I ever dated. I mean, he was never like that, he was sweet, kind, and respectful, but now he makes me want to smack the fuck out of him, ugh I canâ??t stand him! 15 minutes later, we made to the mall, we headed inside and started shopping. We walked in this store that has the most beautiful cocktail dresses and in different colors, as I was walked to the rack, I grabbed a blue shirred asymmetrical dress, pulled it up to my body and took it to the dressing room. Me: May I try this on please? Sales Associate: Sure (unlocking the dressing room) Me: (walking in & trying it on) Jazzy: Are you ready? Me: Yeah, Iâ??m coming out right now (walking out with the dress on) Jazzy: Aye mami, you looked beautiful! Me: (looking in the mirror) I do? Yeah, I do, Michael is going to love me in this dress! Jazzy: I know he will, now go ring that dress up! Me: Hold on, I need to get shoes, remember? Jazzy: I have black heels in my closet, that I havenâ??t worn yet. Me: And you donâ??t mind that I borrow them? Jazzy: Girl, you can have them! Me: Thank you, girl. Do you have a barrette? Jazzy: I have two, blue and red. Me: Well, I need white or black. Sales Associate: Oh, we have barrettes in aisle 3, going to let you know. Both: Thank you (walking to aisle 3) Me: Whereâ?? s black? Jazzy: I see two in rhinestones & sprinkles. Me: Shiit, Ima the rhinestones. Both: (walking to the registry) Sales Associate: Is this all youâ??re going today? Me: Yes. Sales Associate: Your total cost will be $35.98. Will it be cash or credit? Me: Cash. (hands her my credit card) Sales Associate: May I see some I.D.? Me: Yes you may. (Shows my drivers license) Sales Associate: (looks at my license & at me) OMG, youâ??re Raelyn Watson! Me: Yes I am. Sales Associate: (Gasping) And youâ??re Jazmine Jones!? Jazzy: I surely am, whatâ??s your name? Sales Associate: Oh, my name is Hali, you guys are my favorite singers! Both: Oh, thank you, youâ??re so sweet! Jazzy: Umm, since weâ??re your favorite singers, may we get a discount? Me: Jazmine! Hali: Oh sure, no problem! (punching the keys) Me: Oh, You donâ??t have to do that, please. Jazmine: Oh, yes she does! Remember, she said that we were her favorite singers Hali: No really, itâ??s no problem (giving us an discount) Me: Well okay, I just donâ??t want to impose or anything Jazmine: (whispering) Then shut the fuck up, Rae! Me: (looking at her & shrugging my shoulders) After when the sales associate, Hali, gave us a discount, we walk out of the mall and to the car. I swear, I donâ??t know whatâ??s up with this child right here, going to ask a sweet sales girl for a discount because weâ??re her favorite singers, sometimes she can be a trip (lol). After 15 minutes later, I arrived to my apartment, so I can get ready for my date with Michael Jackson until the phone rang. Me: Hello? ??: Is this Raelyn? Me: Yeah, who is this? ??: This Clarence. Me: ..... Who gave my fucking number to him?! I canâ??t believe this shit, okay Rae, you need to stop cursing, youâ??re a saved Christian woman, calm down. Alright, but I know that my parents wouldnâ??t give my number to him, because they hate him badly, either my sisters, hold on, was it mi abuela y los tios, no maybe Iâ??m spazzing or not. Ugh, Iâ??m going to them!
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