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SkyScraper: Part 2
Hey guys :D here is the next part to my story. I hope you enjoy ^-^ Happy early Birthday to Michael :D and this goes out to my Aunissy Kelly XD haha told you i'd put yo' self in here!!! hehe well, hope you guys like it :) Love, ~Mary Cait ---------------------------------------------------------------- Anais sea green eyes went wide looking into the dark brown eyes of the man sheâ??s idolized half of her whole life. He was more beautiful in person then in the music videos, interviews and press conferences. Michael smiled as his hand was still out stretched in front of her face, ready to help her up. The sixteen-year-old smiled, just when she was about to take Michaelâ??s hand- â??Michael Jackson,â? Natalie came from her office in front of her niece and took Michaelâ??s hand shaking it, not noticing her niece was laying on the ground. â??I am so happy you choice to be here for my interview.â? â??Wellâ?¦umâ?¦â? Michael said, looking to the young black headed girl on the ground. He didnâ??t know what to do, he was going to help the young girl up when Natalie took his hand. â??me tooâ?¦â? Anais rolled her eyes and pulled her own self up to her feet. She brushed her hands on the back of her pants, looked at her aunt and Michael; she hardly believed he was here, but as always her aunt ruined everything for her. Dennis looked over at Anais, his eyes told him he was sorry for her. Anais waved her hand up in the hair and walked past Michael and her aunt. Natalie looked past Michael to her niece. â??Anais, where the hell are you going?â? she asked, attitude written on her face and in the tone of her voice. â??It isnâ??t your break.â? Anais turned to her aunt after pushing the elevator button to the lobby. She really wasnâ??t in the mood anymore to deal with her Aunt. â??Well, my dear sweet aunt,â? Anais said, arms folding her chest. â??I am going on a short break now, cause I really would love to escape from an aunt who could give a flying fuck about me!â? Everyone grew silent as the young teen left in a storming off matter. The elevator door closed and she left, her face red from anger. She hated acting this way, but she didnâ??t like being annoyed by her own aunt. Once the elevator finally made it to the lobby, she flew out of there before anyone could say a single thing to her. ~***~ â??Well, I never!â? Natalie said, hands firmly on her hips. She looked over at Michael, who was amazed at the young teen that had just left. â??Oh, Michael, I am so very sorry about Anaisâ?? outburst.â? â??Noâ?¦no, itâ??s alright. I understand.â? Michael told them. â??Well, right this way,â? Natalie said leading him towards her office. â??We can discuss the interview in my office.â? â??A-alrightâ?¦â? Michael said, his eye caught sight of what looked like a black handbag. He excused himself for a minute to use the â??bathroomâ??. He saw his manager and Natalie go into her office, he took the handbag and looked through it. Normally teenage girls would have makeup and all that in their bags, this one was a tad bit different. Why? Instead of makeup there was a tazzer, a knife, pepper spray, night stick and her wallet. What? No gun in there? Michael looked around and saw no one looking at him. He shrugged his shoulders and picked up the wallet and looked at it. He read the young teenâ??s info on her information she wrote in her wallet. (Info) Name: Anais Selena Brookes Sex: Female Weight: 101 lbs Height: 5â??6 Eye color: Sea Green Hair color: Black DOB: March 29th, 1997 Michael tapped Anaisâ?? wallet in his large hand, looking around smiling. â??Anaisâ??â?¦what a beautiful name. â??I really should ask someone to take this to her,â? Michael said to himself. He picked up the handbag and walked over to the telephone on the wall dialing a number, hoping the person would pick up. There were two rings and the person finally picked up the phone. (On the phone) ???: Hello? Michael: Hey, um, sorry to bother you on your day offâ?¦but I gotta a task for youâ?¦ ???: Oh, noâ?¦itâ??s not a problem at all for me Michael. What the task? Michael: Umâ?¦*Looking at the handbag*â?¦well, do you know anyone by the name Anais Brookes? ???: Hell yeah! *giggles* thatâ??s my homie! Michael: Iâ??ll never understand youâ?¦*chuckles* ???: Why do you ask? Michael: Well, I need you to come and bring her back her handbagâ?¦she left it when- ???: Her bitch of an Aunt pissed her off? Michael: I guess soâ?¦ ???: Iâ??ll be there soon Michael *Giggles* you should write her a birthday card. It is coming soon Michael: I guess-wait? Wha- ???: *Giggling* be there in a bit Mike! Bye! *Hangs up* Michael hung up the phone shaking his head, wondering why he hired a nineteen-year-old in the first place. â??Michael,â? he sighed to himself as he heard the high pitched sound of Natalieâ??s laughter. â??what the hell have you gotten yourself intoâ?¦and also what did you do hiring an nineteen-year-old?â? He walked back into Natalieâ??s office, ready to discuss the interview in a few days. ~***~ Anais laid in her bedroom, not caring if she lost her job in the first place; she couldnâ??t careless if she lost that shit hole of a job. Whatâ??s the point of being at a job if your boss hates your guts for not reason at all. And takes shots at you each and everyday. She was writing a song in her journal, what is known as her â??secret diaryâ?. As she was writing, there was a knock on her bedroom door. She closed her â??diaryâ?? to answer it. When she did, there was a gorgeous girl around nineteen standing there. She wore a lime green tank top, blue jean shorts, black heels. Her hair was shoulder blade length and was a beautiful brown, big bambi brown eyes. Her skin was flawless, Anais was always jealous of this girls looks. Why? Mainly because this girl was her best friend in the whole wide world. â??Hey girl!â? The brown headed girl said wrapping her arms around Anais. â??Hey Kelly!â? Anais said hugging the brown headed girl back. â??What are you doing here?â? Kelly broke the hug to hand over the goodies. â??I came to return this.â? Anais looked and saw it was her handbag. She must have forgotten it when she stormed out of the office today. She looked up at her friend smiling. â??Thanks Kelly.â? â??Oh, donâ??t thank me.â? Kelly said sitting down on her friendâ??s soft, comfy bed. â??Oh, who should I thank?â? â??Eh, my boss. He found it at your auntâ??s job.â? â??Oh, thatâ??s nice of him-wait, what?â? Anais asked turning around to Kelly. â??your boss was there today?â? â??Yeah. Why?â? Kelly said looking at Anais. â??Umâ?¦nothingâ?¦â? Anais said, she sighed. â??itâ??s just that Michael Jackson was there today.â? â??Yeah, I know.â? Kelly said smiling. â??Waitâ?¦youâ??re telling me-â? Anais said point to Kelly before she cut her off laughing. â??Yep, Michael Jackson is my new boss.â? the nineteen-year-old said smiling big at her friend. ----------------------------------------------------------------To Be Continued
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