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I Can Treat You Better...*Part Two*

Hi! I'm gonna cut this short. This is dedicated to all of the people I have mentioned before. Enjoy!!
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             Elizabeth literally dragged me into my white Mercedes-benz and we drove over to the place I absolutely hated the most: Chanel, of course! Even though I was an A-list actress, I didn't act like it. I didn't like all of those fancy clothing stores. In my opinion, clothing stores like Chanel were stuck-up. 
Me: (groans) Elizabeth, can we just go to Macy's or JCPenney's? Why Chanel?
Elizabeth: No, we cannot. We're a part of Hollywood. We have to look "A-list material."
Me: (sighs) Let's just get this over with.
   I didn't pick out the clothes I was going to wear, Elizabeth basically picked them for me. She got a cherry red dress and high heels to go along with it. The dress looked like this:
http://www.sungboutiquela.com/images/1932_red_l.jpg
   And the heels looked like this:
http://www.shoewawa.com/tribeca-red-high-heels.jpg
   I tried them on and I guess I looked good in it, becasue Elizabeth was going to cry, because she was so amazed.
Elizabeth: Oh, you look MARVELOUS! You remind me of myself when I was your age. (btw, I'm Caucasian)
Me: (giggles) No, I'll never be as glamourous as you.
Elizabeth: Aww, you are a bundle of sweetness.
               ~Nine O' Clock At Night~
   Nine o' clock came and that was when the party started. All of her rich and famous friends came, and the whole time, I was sitting down by myself, except when Elizabeth introduced me to all of these people that I really wasn't interested in meeting. Just to let you know, I was a very timid and shy person around strangers, so that was not fun...at all! She introduced me to people that were so dry, so boring and so old! I don't think that anyone at that party was even in my generation! They would have conversations with me, and I pretended that I was interested in it, but really...I wanted to go home. I'm telling you, they were so boring...I was about to fall asleep right then and there, right in front of their faces. At midnight, the party was still in session. I was sitting on the couch, bored as ever. My legs were crossed, just wishing to just leave, when I heard people whooping, whistling and clapping. I wondered what caused all of the excitement. Once I went outside where the pool and the garden was, everyone was crowded around, cheering. I saw a limo, and far away, a figure of somebody was coming out of it. I walked up to see who the person was. But I still couldn't tell...so I went back inside the mansion and sat on the couch. "Melinda! Come here, dear!" I heard Elizabeth call for me. She was outside, by the pool. I saw her, arm-in-arm with this man. He had long, jet-black curls hanging down his face, chocolate-brown eyes, light, smooth-looking, caramel skin, a nice dimple on his chin, and a wonderful smile that could melt the coldest figure on Earth. And the way this man looked at me...just made me kinda lose my breath. I knew exactly who this man was...he was in my generation! That was a shock. This man was Michael Jackson!

To Be Continued...
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