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How it Happened: Billie Jean and Michael
My friend Zoey Sheldom tells me about this new club she works at-- how it was such a success with many people coming out Friday through Sunday nights. After months of bugging me about coming, I caved in. Friday night, she was putting Jerri-curls in my hair. "Hey, you never know Billie." She was saying as she got to the top of my head. "Maybe even lonesome Michael Jackson will come to Panther's Play one of these days! He's twenty-three still, single, handsome, and rich!" "So what Zoe. Is that all you can think of? He wouldn't want me, I don't care how amazing you may say I am. He wouldn't won't someone two years younger than him. You're alright, you're a year younger." Sensing what was next, I added, "Yeah, Tatum was five, but I was never born in the money. What if he has his body guards, I'm not going through all of that. I'm not a groupie you know! "Oh Billie Jean! You just need to take chances." "Chances my behind! I almost took that chance with Andy. Then to find out the next day he had two other girls pregnant, one who was blind and didn't know who the father could possibly be!" She was so excited about me fianlly going to Panther's Play. Zoe asked me a couple if questions-- what I was going to do; how I felt; was I going to drink; and what if I really met Michael Jackson. 1. Dance the night away, and not go home with some stranger 2. Gorgeous, excited 3. Not if I could help it! 4. Talk to him as a real person; be sensitive; quite; shy; daring; I was determined not to pass out!! We just about laughed so much, she missed the Yield sign, and kept going the same speed. As we walked in, Zoe went in the EMPLOYEES ONLY door, leaving me there. She's a bartender at the club. Through the little round window, she gave me thumbs up with a goofy expression. I did the same to her. Well as I went to a table at the back, gazing at the other couples having a good time. Fifteen minutes later Zoe came out. "Girl, why aren't you dancing?" "I have no one to dance with. Plua if I'm dancing all alone, that'll make it more obvious, me not having a date and all." "No, just sitting here is more of the big finger being pointed right at you." "Not in the dark room." "Whatever, look just remember, don't waste your time being miserable. Smile a little!" She gave my cheek a squeeze then, setting off to an older couple who ordered tap water. I took her advice about having the time of my life, when I noticed I was so nervous, I had to use the restroom. Going in there was flat out torture... it was beautiful! Tortually beautiful! After flushing and washing my hands, I decided to put more lip gloss over my lipstick. Coming out of there, I put on my game face, gladly single, and went out there to dance. One of my favorite songs came on: Stevie Wonder's "Do I Do". Zoey yelled for the deejay to stop the track, and give me the mic. Then she ordered me to climb up on the bar and sing it, showing off her black dress that got too small for her. "When I see you on the street My whole body gets weak When you're standing in a crowd Your love talks to me so loud Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you " Boy, was I nervous! The whole crowd swayed side to side with me-- as I turned did a bop with my head, admiring my voice. I just let the music be me, and me be it. I saw something that would stop any girl's heart, if they are sane. Michael Jackson! The real thing! I've always had a huge crush on him. I was shy, naive, and soft spoken too. And still is. He had this type of glint in his eyes, a sparkle in his pupils. By the way he looked into mine, I knew it wasn't just the music he was attracted to... it was me! Me-- out of all people? He was right in the center of the crowd. I was relieved no onw hadn't mobbed him yet. I signalded Zoe, and she did the same thing she did before in the round window. I didn't of course! When I fianlly finished, I got a jumping ovation of excitement, and all the men whistled, pleading for me to ask one of them to buy me a drink. I giggled in a dubious way, declining all offers. As I went to some comfy sofas in the back, also known as the VIP section, and I saw from the corner of my eye Michael going back there also. I guess customers were in the spirit to dance all night, so it was just me and him. I sat in the right corner next to the wall, just awaiting for him to follow me. Mike: Hi (He looked down at me in a small smile) Me: Hi Mike: May I sit with you? Me: Sure Mike: I'm Michael Jackson Me: (I couldn't help but grin) I know, I'm Billie Jean Collins Mike: Pretty name. I saw you singing Stevie Wonder's song on the bar (We laughed then) Me: I love that song (By the look in his face, I knew he was hoping I was speaking of him instead) ----------- This is to be continued From Aariyan :)
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