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No Matter What **Part 11**
Hey guys, I'm on again with a new part. Last part got 11 vote... Hm.. Good I guess. I know the part was boring! I hope you like this one better than the before. So let's get this story started lol...... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In about 30 minutes we're gonna be in the limo to go to our private jet. Michael was wearing his black pants and his red button up T shirt and of course his black loafers and hat. The usual. Jesse was wearing black jeans with a white shirt. He looked like a gangster actually with all that he was wearing. But when he talks... Not at all a gangster. Especially with his cute Spanish accent. I was wearing this: Top: http://www.gojane.com/44136-tanks-layered-camo-print-suspender-tank.html Pants: http://www.gojane.com/43501-pants-camo-print-capris.html Shoes: http://images.joke.co.uk/images/webshop/medium/61749.jpg Hey don't blame me I have an issue with high heels. I love them they're my FAVOURITE! --- Michael --- I already finished and was just passing by Suze's room and I heard Spence scream. Spence: SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUZEEEEEEE!!!!!!! Me: **Getting in the room** Oh snap, sorry! **Closing the door** Spence was there sitting in the room looking for clothes and was with her Bra and panties only. Wow, and I got inside. That was pretty embarrassing. Spence: SHIT!! Michael you can come in. This time I got in and she had a robe around her. Me: I'm really sorry I heard you scream. Spence: Yeah, I was calling Suze. I can't find anything to wear so I'll take something from her. Me: H-her? As in HER clothes? Suze: **Getting in** whatâ??s wrong? Spence: I need something to wear. Me: Her clothes? Come on Spence. Suze: What's wrong with my clothes? Me: **Getting out** Nothing! Oh boy, that won't be good! -- Suze --- I gave Spence her clothes and this is what she wore. I have to admit she looked stunning. **Spence** Dress: http://www.gojane.com/42754-dresses-ruched-rosette-polka-dot-dress.html Shoes: http://www.gojane.com/31662-shoes-pleated-bow-flat.html Yes I know Spence rarely wears heels. She likes flats. Let's see what's Michaelâ??s reaction gonna be. Michael: Whoa, Um... You look cute. Spence: **Blushing** Thanks **Going down the stairs** Michael: **Staring at her behind** Oooh. Me: WHAT? Michael: Wait, I forgot your here. Me: Why are you staring at the girl's behind? Michael: It's cute. Me: **Hitting him** Stupid. Michael: I'm gonna enjoy this. **Laughing** Limo's here let's go. The bodyguards took our luggage into the limo's back. And we all got into the limo. Me and Spence were sitting apposite of Jesse and Michael. We're on our way to the jet. Me: Yes, I'd like some water please. Jesse: Soda for me. Spence: Me too. Michael: I'd like some orange juice. Waiter: Sure. Yes we were on the plane already. We still have a full day till we reach. I found out we were NOT in a private jet. It was some ordinary plane but we were in high class of course. There were people around but no one seems to get close to Michael. I guess because of Steve. Steve is our body guard. This guy is mighty tough. He's sooo big and he has those HUGE muscles. Let's say he looks like "The hulk" Anyways Steve was sitting in front of us. I was sitting with Michael and Jesse and Spence were at the back of us. Me: Damn Michael, Steve is defiantly scaring anyone that comes near us. Michael: **Laughing** thatâ??s his job. Me: Hey check out that girl over there. She's gonna faint. Michael: **Laughing** She's hot. Me: EEEEW MICHAEL!!! Everyone: **Staring at us** Me: Sorry. I mean eew Michael. Michael: What? Can't I have a taste? Me: No I mean YOU telling ME that this girl is hot is sooo weird. Michael: **Laughing** Me: But check out that dude over there. Damn he's smoking. **Smirking** Michael: **Looking at me** donâ??t do that. Me: **Laughing** Jesse: Who's that guy? I'll break his leg. Me: **Laughing** Shut up Jesse. Jesse: **Smiling** Spence: I'll go to the ladies room. Me: I'll come with you. Me and Spence weren't really going there. We were gonna hang out on the plane. Yes I know a stupid thing to do right? Well anyways we're gonna play some tricks on the passengers. Favorite thing to do. Me: So on whom should we throw the snake? Spence: How about that guy over there? Me: Nah, guys don't scream. How about that chick, she seems like Samantha --- Wait a minute, it is Samantha. Spence: Is this girl behind us everywhere? Why is she going to Germany anyways? Me: Oh please don't let her attend Michael's concert. Spence: PLEASE NO!! Me: But I do wanna scare her. **Grinning** Get the snake. Spence hid somewhere behind someone and then she threw the snake on Samantha. Samantha started jumping and screaming. It was HILLARIOUS. Me and Spence: **Laughing on the floor** **Looking up** Uh-oh. Steve: Oh yeah an uh-oh. What did you girls do? Me: Uuuuh. Nothing. Steve: That doesn't seem like it. Spence: How did you know we're here anyways? Steve: I'm your bodyguard remember? Samantha: YOU!!! YOU THREW THE SNAKE ON ME. Me: Uh... No we didn't. Samantha: Then what are you both doing here? Spence: Sitting. Samantha: **Spotting Michael** Oh my god is that Michael Jackson. Me: Go to him Steve. Steve: Ladies I'm supposed to be here for you. Michael can take care of himself. Samantha: Oh yes he can. **Going to him** Me and Spence: **Standing in front of her** Oh no you don't. Samantha: Hey is that Jesse. Ooooh, I have my two hotties sitting there in one spot. Move girls, I have some business to do. **Fixing her boobs** **Going to Michael and Jesse** Hey guys... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ooooooh, Samantha all over again. I wonder what she'll do now? What do you think? Will Michael like her? Ha? lol, well you have to vote to get to the next part =D BYE! - Vicky
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