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Are We Meant To Be?: Part 1
Okay guys this is part 1 I hope you enjoy and if you didn't read the inrto, please read it and vote L.O.V.E* 1985...(FLASHBACK) At my parents house 12:15a.m. ...(phone rings)... Ma(shaking my dad) Honey, are you going to answer the phone? Dad: Who could be calling at this hour?...(picks up the phone)...Hello? ...Hello,Iâ??m so sorry to have awaken you,I know that itâ??s very late but Iâ??m calling to speak to Dezsiree Houston. Dad: This is her father,whoâ??s calling? ...My name is Francis Ford Coppola,Iâ??m going to be directing a 3D film and need a special effects coordinator and your daughter sent in her resume in and itâ??s very impressive for someone whoâ??s just graduated from college...my I speak with her please? Dad: Yes sir,hold on just one second. Ma: Whoâ??s that? Dad: A director calling for DJ. Ma(jumps up out of bed) A director...that sounds like good news. Dad(walks into my room) DJ...(sits on my bed and shakes me)...DJ...DJ? Me(sitting up yawning) What...dad what time is it? Dad: I know itâ??s late but you have a phone call. Me: From who? Dad: A director. All of a sudden Iâ??m wide awake. Me: Oh my gosh Iâ??ve been waiting for this call. Ma(smiling) Answer the phone. Me(gets the phone)Hello...this is Dezsiree. Mr.Coppola:Hey,Ms. Houston...Iâ??m sorry to bother you and your family so late with this call but I wanted to tell you that George Lucas and I would love to have you as our special effects coordinator for the â??Captain Eoâ? film. Me:Wow,I didnâ??t think Iâ??d get the job. Mr.Coppola:Well,congratulations you got it...when George and I looked though your resume we were very impressed at how much youâ??ve done for someone whoâ??s fresh out of college itâ??s quite a lot and we saw that you were one of the top performing students in your class which was also impressive...without a doubt youâ??re the perfect person for this job...weâ??ll need to meet with you before we start filming so that you can become acquainted with myself, George and the cast and crew. Me: Ok, great...when will that be? Mr.Coppola:Well first weâ??ll have you meet the star of the movie because you may be in for quite a surprise and we donâ??t want you to be star struck and not focused on the work that needs to be done. Me: Star struck...Whoâ??s the star? Mr.Coppola: Ah ah ah...let it be a surprise. Me: Ok, when will I meet he or she? Mr.Coppola: I hope itâ??s not too sudden but is tomorrow evening at 6 o'clock good for you? Me: Yeah, thatâ??s ok. Mr.Coppola: Weâ??ll meet at the studio where weâ??ll be shooting the movie. I get a pen and paper and Mr.Coppola gives me the directions to the studio. Mr.Coppola: Did you get that? Me: Yeah,I think so. I repeat it back to him to make sure I got it right. Mr.Coppola: Thatâ??s right...we will go over the blueprint of how we want bring the film to life. Me: Sounds great. Mr.Coppola: Ok, well Iâ??ll let you and your family get back to sleep and again Iâ??m very sorry for calling so late. Me: No,donâ??t worry itâ??s ok...Iâ??m glad you called. Mr.Coppola: Iâ??m glad I could get in touch with you...see you tomorrow. Me: Ok,bye. Mr.Coppola: Bye now. Me(hangs up the phone)...I canâ??t believe it. Ma: What is it sweetie? Me: That was the director I was telling you about. Ma: The one thatâ??s shooting that 3D movie,the one that you said you didnâ??t think would call you? Me: Yep,thatâ??s him. Ma: What did he say? Me: He said I got the job. Ma(screams) Sweetheart thatâ??s wonderful! Dad: Congratulations DJ. Me: Thanks...Iâ??m gonna meet him, George Lucas, heâ??s the producer and the star of the movie tomorrow at 6,he said heâ??s letting me meet the star first because he doesnâ??t want me to get star struck. Dad: Star struck? Me: Thatâ??s what I said. Ma: Whoâ??s going to be the star? Me: Their gonna let it be a surprise. Ma(hugging me) Aw, DJ Iâ??m so happy for you. Me: Thanks ma. Dad: Me too...(hugs me)...now letâ??s all get some sleep. Me: Ok...goodnight maâ??...dad. Dad: Night DJ. Ma: Night. My parents turn out the light and walk out of the room. Iâ??m so excited I canâ??t even go back to sleep. Iâ??m trying to figure out who this big star could be, obviously who ever it is has a great impact on people if theyâ??re taking about getting star struck. After wearing my brain out I finally went off to sleep at 2:30a.m. Guess who I dreamt about? I was sitting at home alone in the living room watching â??The Cosby Showâ? when someone knocks on the door. Me(goes to the door) Who is it? ...Michael Jackson. Me(laughs) Youâ??re joking right? ...No Iâ??m serious, my car broke down and I need to use a phone...could you please just open the door? Me: Okkaayy...(opens the door)...(SHOCKED!)...(mouth drops) Michael(smiling) Told you it was really me...can I come in? Me: Uh...uh...ye...yeah...come in. Michael: Thanks...(walks in)...do you mind if I use your phone? Me: No,go right ahead...itâ??s in the kitchen. Michael goes into the kitchen to use to phone while Iâ??m standing there at the door trying to be cool about the fact that Michael Jackson is really in my house. Michael(coming out of the kitchen) Thank you...I really appreciate it. Me(sits down on the couch)Youâ??re welcome...what happened to your car. Michael: I have no idea...the mechanic wonâ??t be here for another hour and a half. Me: So what are you gonna do? Michael(sits down next to me) I was hoping youâ??d let me stay here with you, itâ??s dark outside and if anyone sees me...thereâ??s no telling what will happen. Me: Sure you can stay...would you like something to eat...drink? Michael: Thanks, but Iâ??m ok for now...(looks at the TV)...so you like the Cosby Show? Me: Yeah,theyâ??re pretty funny. Michael: Whatâ??s you name? Me: Dezsiree. Michael(smiling)Thatâ??s a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Me(blushing)Aw, thank you. For awhile it was silent between us,the only people talking were them on the TV, then Michael grabs the remote and turns the TV off. Me: Why did you do that? Michael: Because Iâ??d rather watch you. Me(smiles)But Iâ??m not doing anything. Michael: You donâ??t know it but you are. Me: What am I doing? Michael: Turning me on. Me(looking lost) Um...Mr.Jackson...sir...? Michael(shuts me up with a kiss)I want you. His lips were so soft. Me(likes the way he said that)Say that again. Michael(sexy tone) I want you girl. Me(getting hot)...(sighs)...You can have me. Michael lays me back on the couch and start kissing me all over my neck... Michael: Say you want me too. Me: I want you too. ...WAKE UP GIRL! Me(jumping up) What the hell? ...Do you know what time it is? Me: Do you know how to knock? I rub my eyes and look at the clock and itâ??s 12 noon. My big brother RJ just woke me up yelling like heâ??s crazy. RJ(laughs) You up here having wet dreams? I heard what you said...(imitating me)...I want you too...who were you dreaming about? Me(throws the pillow at him) Shut up...itâ??s not yoâ?? business...what you doing here? RJ: Iâ??m here to help dad cut the grass...he and maâ??told me about your big job...(throws the pillow back at me)...congratulations. Me: Thanks. RJ: You coming downstairs,mom made lunch? Me: Yeah,Iâ??ll be down in a minute. RJ: Alright...(laughs)...no more wet dreams. Me(smiles)Get out. When he walked out of my room I tried to go back to sleep and get that dream back but it didnâ??t work so I got up, brushed my teeth, washed my face and went downstairs. Ma: Itâ??s about time you wake up. Me: Good afternoon mother...(kisses her on the cheek) Ma: Good afternoon...want something to eat? Me: Yes. Ma: Youâ??re still in your pajamas. Me: Maâ??, the meeting isnâ??t until 6 oâ??clock and Iâ??m not gonna be leaving till around 4:30 itâ??s already after 12 Iâ??m not planning on going anywhere till then so imma kick it in my pajamas till I get ready to take a shower. Ma(sits my plate in front of me) Are you excited? Me: Thanks...yeah,very excited. Dad(walking in) Hey...look who finally decided to wake up...(kisses me on the top of my head)...good afternoon. Me: Hey dad. Dad: Are you ready for today? Me: Yeah. Dad: Good...Iâ??m about to go back out here with your brother and cut this grass. Me: Ok. My mother and I sit in the kitchen eating sandwiches and talking, later that afternoon my brother went back home and my parents went out, they all wished me good luck before they left. I decided to take another nap. I woke back up in perfect timing 3:45, I took a shower, combed my hair and put on some clothes. I didnâ??t know exactly what to wear so I just put on some black jeans, my black and red Mickey Mouse sweater over a white t, rolled up the sleeves, my red and black high top chucks, and I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and put a black L.A. baseball cap on my head with some dark Aviator Sunglasses. I walk out of the house feeling ready and confident. I get into my car and while Iâ??m reading the directions and trying to drive P.Y.T comes on the radio, I turn it up start dancing and singing along. Michael: Pretty young thangs repeat after me say na, na, na Me: Na na na Michael: Na, na, na, na Me: Na, na, na, na, Michael: Say na, na, na, Me: Na, na, na, Michael: Na, na, na, na, na Me: Na, na, na, na, na I continue to sing the song until it goes off,I get there 10 minutes early, take off my glasses and put them in my shirt, turn my hat to the back, take a deep breath, get out of the car and walk toward the building. As Iâ??m walking a limousine starts riding slowly beside me. The driver beeps the horn and I turn and look at him... Driver: My boss says he likes what he sees. Me(smiles) Well tell him to roll down window and tell me that himself. Driver: I donâ??t know if heâ??ll do that heâ??s awfully shy. Me: Well,I guess heâ??ll just miss out...(walks away) â??I wonder who that was?â? I thought to myself. I walk to the building where the set is and Iâ??m immediately checked by security at the door. Security: Whatâ??s your name? Me: Dezsiree Houston. Security: What are you here for? Me: A meeting with Francis Ford Coppola, George Lucas, and the star of the â??Captain Eoâ? movie project. Security: Alright youâ??re good, just wanted to make sure. He gives me an exclusive pass to go around my neck and I go inside. Itâ??s a huge empty space with Mr.Coppola and Mr.Lucas at a table with a big projection screen in the front of them. Mr.Coppola(spots me) Hello, you must be Dezsiree? Me:Yes. Mr.Coppola(shakes my hand)Your early thatâ??s a good thing...itâ??s so nice to finally meet you. Me: Same here. Mr.Coppola: George...here she is. Mr.Lucas(walking over) Dezsiree Houston,I know itâ??s going to be a pleasure to work with you...Iâ??m George Lucas. Me: Nice to meet you Mr.Lucas. Mr.Lucas: Nice to meet you. Mr.Coppola(looks toward the door) Thereâ??s the man. Mr.Lucas: Thereâ??s Michael. I couldnâ??t believe my eyes, Michael Jackson was walking toward us...I just dreamt about him last night, was that a sign that he was the star of the movie that they wanted to be a surprise? Mr.Coppola: Michael, great to see you. Michael: Great to be here...Hey George,how you doing? Mr.Lucas: Good. Michael glances at me and tries to avoid eye contact like heâ??s embarrassed or something. Mr.Coppola: Michael,this is our special effects coordinator, Dezsiree Houston...Dezsiree,this is the star of the film...Michael Jackson. Me: Sup...I mean...hi...I mean,,,(shaking my head because i can't seem to get it right)...Itâ??s an honor to meet you Mr.Jackson. Michael(nods his head and looks around) Nice to meet you too. â??Well isnâ??t that just rude, he wonâ??t even look at me and didnâ??t offer to shake my hand.â? I thought to myself. Mr.Coppola: Have you two meet before or something? Me: Iâ??ve never met him a day in my life. Michael: Iâ??m sorry itâ??s just that my driver was joking around with me a while ago...I told him something and he said it out loud...Iâ??m a bit embarrassed by it...but it really is nice to meet you Ms.Houston...(extends hand)... Me(shakes his hand) So that was your driver outside,the limo? Michael(blushes) Yes, that was my driver. Me: So,did you really say that? Michael: Um...(thinks)... â??should I tell her the truth or should I lie?â?...uh...yeah,I did...sorry about that. Me(smiles) Thereâ??s no need to apologize...you got good taste...and youâ??re not all that bad to look at either. Michael(laughs) Thanks. Mr.Lucas: Would you two lovebirds like get to work now? Me(blushes)To work...yes, please. We all go over to the table and sit down. Mr.Coppola: What weâ??re about to watch is a presentation on information about the movie, the storyline, characters, and ideas for the film. The presentation starts and we all watch it on the projection screen in front of us. Mr.Coppola: So, Dezsiree, have you gotten any ideas for special effects yet? Me: Yeah. Mr.Lucas: Do share them with us...please. Me: Ok, well, since the film is about young man on a quest to transform a miserable planet and its evil Supreme Ruler into a peace loving nation through the power of song and dance, I was thinking that the character, Captain Eo... Michael: Thatâ??s me...(laughs)...sorry. Me(smiles) Yeah,thatâ??s you...I was thinking that Captain Eo could have some sort of power come from him deep within...(looks at Michael)...since your gonna be singing and dancing in the film, the dancing and music enables you to have powers, maybe like some fire or colorful light lasers coming out of your hands that tranform all of the ugliness of the miserable planet and its people into beauty...what do you think about that Mr.Jackson? Michael(smiles) I like it...I think thatâ??ll be great. Me: Cool...and of course theyâ??ll be a lot of props and since this will be a 3D film the imagery alone will be absolutely amazing. Mr.Coppola: Thatâ??s why you got this job...such a creative mind you have. Me: Thank you sir. Michael: How long do you think the movie will take to complete? Mr.Coppola: To produce this movie...a year tops. Me: What kind of budget are we working with? Mr.Lucas: There is no budget, weâ??re taking this thing all the way, using as much imagination as we can, no matter what the cost. Mr.Coppola: And we plan to have it done by September of next year and have it released at Disneyland in California and Florida, then all around the world. Me: Canâ??t wait to get started. We all chat a while longer about the film, the meeting lasted about two hours. Mr.Coppola: Canâ??t wait to get to work with the two of you...Michael...(shakes his hand)...Dezsiree...(shakes my hand)â?¦ Me: Likewise. Michael: Same here. Mr.Lucas: This will be one of the greatest films of all time, I know this because weâ??ve got two hard workers right here...(shakes Michaelâ??s hand)...Good to see you again, canâ??t wait to get to work. Michael: I canâ??t wait either sir. Mr.Lucas(looks at me and shakes my hand)...Dezsiree,I know your creative mind will take us to wonderful places. Me: Thanks and Iâ??ll do my absolute best. Mr.Coppola: I hope all of you have a great evening,we'll see each other back here in a couple of weeks...Iâ??ll give everybody a call...see you soon. Mr.Lucas: See you all later. Me: Bye. Michael: Bye. I start to walk toward the exit,then Michael follows behind. Michael: Wait. Me(turns around)Yes. Michael: Youâ??re not going home are you, itâ??s still early. Me: I donâ??t have anywhere else to go. Michael: Are you hungry? Me: Um...I could eat. Michael: Have dinner with me,I donâ??t wanna say goodbye to you just yet. I give him a look like â??huh?â?? Michael: Uh...I mean...not like a date or anything...I just wanna get to know you better thatâ??s all. Me: Oh, ok. Michael: So what do you say? Me: Iâ??d love too...where are we going? Michael: What do you have a taste for? Me: Italian food. Michael(smiles) Italian it is. Me: I did drive you know so... Michael: Iâ??ll just tell my driver to go on without me. Me: But how will we get into a restaurant without you getting noticed. Michael: I have ways of getting by. Me: Really? Michael: Yes really...I know the owner and heâ??ll take care of it for me...I just need to call him and everything will be set. Me: Ok. Michael goes to use a phone a comes back shortly. Michael: Itâ??s all set. Me: Alright letâ??s go. We walk to my car and Michaelâ??s impressed with my ride, all black 1985 Testarossa. Michael: Wow this is a nice car...I see youâ??re a Ferrari girl. Me: Yep, brand new. Michael: When did you get it? Me: My dad bought it for me when I graduated college a few months ago. We get in. Michael(laughs) I hope youâ??re a good driver. Me: Jokes...I see you have them...(raises eye brows)...the jokes about to be on you now...(smirk) Michaelâ??s thinking to himself, â??What did I just get myself into?â? Me: Buckle up.
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