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We Found Love *Introduction*

Hello, my name is Eve Marie Torres. As you can see, I'm a new member. I am 14 years old. And I love MJ. So, this is an introduction for my newest story, "We Found Love" I just decided to name it that, because I LOVE the song, so here it goes. This story takes place in 1981- 1985. ( Thriller Era )

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I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock. I groaned. Morning already? I unplugged the alarm, because I couldn't reach the 'stop' button. I checked the time on my phone, which happened to be next to me. 9:30 o' clock, A.m. Oh shit! I was supposed to be at the airport at 10:00 A.m. and I wasn't even ready yet. I kicked the covers, and got up, yawning and stretching. I took a trip to my homestate, Hawaii, and I was supposed to go back to California.

I took a quick hot shower, and changed into something casual. Nothing too fancy, though. Just a Black dress, and Black heels. I had already packed my luggage, last night, so it stood by the door. I finished doing my make up, and then fixed my hair. I grabbed my luggage, leaving a mess in the hotel room. I went up to the desk in the lobby, where a lady wearing a gray suit was reading the newspaper.

Me: Um, excuse me? I need to return this key, I'm off to California.

Lady: Sure thing, I'll take that.

I handed her the key, and she put it into a drawer behind her.

Lady: Good trip.

Me: Thanks.

I hurried out of the hotel, and catched a taxi.

Me: Um, can you take me to the airport? Please.

Guy: Sure thing. It'll be $15 dollars.

I handed the guy 15 bucks, and got in. He drove me to the airport, where I bought a ticket to L.A. When I got in the plane, I sat on seat 29. Middle Class. I took my cell phone out. And saw that I had 2 missed calls from my boss. Well, not my boss, but my future boss. I got a job back in L.A. and I was starting today. That's why I had a busy schedule. By the time I got to California, it was 5:00 o' clock. Oh shit. I was supposed to be there at 4:00 o' clock, but whatever.

After I got off the plane, I called a taxi, and told him to drive me to L.A.Y. Company. You know.. Paparazzi, Journalists. Stuff like that. My job was to interview celebrities. And then, make my own magazine with gossips, tips, and other cool stuff.

Boss: Why are you late?

Me: Sorry, I kinda got on my plane a little late.

Boss: Mr. Jackson's been waitin' for you since an hour ago!

Me: What? What Mr. Jackson?

Boss: Michael Jackson is here for an interview for the album 'Thriller' he's working on.

Me: Thee, Michael Jackson!?

Boss: Yes, now hurry, get into your office, he's on his way there.

Excited, I hurried up to my office, totally happy I was meeting Michael Jackson.

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I know it was kinda short, and boring, but I try! Sorry. I'll work on Chapter 2, today, so watch for it.!!

-Eve <3

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