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Do I Know You?....Part 4

I started reading the paper containing the questions. I cringed when it said, "Are you a virgin?" This wasn't going to be easy.

I ran to the bathroom and fixed my make-up. Miss Santinez, the head cleaning lady, gave me an envious look. When she turned, I poked my tongue out at her.

I walked back into the room and I could feel my heart beating unusually fast when I saw him standing at the Receptionist desk. God, he was early! I don't know what my problem was. I have met plenty of celebrities and they have never made me feel like this.

Me: Hi, Michael Jackson, i'm guessing?

Smart.

Michael: Yes. (Looks at my nametag) Angelina Lewis?
Me: Yes it is. Okay, you can take a seat over there and Michelle will be with you in a sec.
Michael: Thankyou.

I sit down at my desk and watch as he sits on the leather seats with his two bodyguards.

I make eye contact and blush and look away. I peek out the corner of my eye and see that he's studying one of my paintings that's on the wall.

Michael: I know this sounds weird, but do you know the artist of this painting?
Me: Do you like it?
Michael: Very much.
Me: I'm the artist. I studied art all throughout high school and some college.
Michael: Wow. Um you don't mind if I...buy it?
Me: Oh. That would be cool. If you'd like to.
Michael: How much would you like for it?
Me: Name a price.
Michael: $ (Crazy, stupid number)
Me: No, that's asking for way too much.
Michael: Don't be silly. Here.

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the crazy, stupid number. Let's just say it was more than my yearly pay at my job.

Me: Thankyou. This was overly generous of you, Mr. Jackson. 
Michael: Call me Michael.

He winks and sits back down. Michelle walks in and he stands like a gentleman.

Michelle: Michael, we have a small problem. Ange over here will be performing the interview with you. I apologise.
Michael: No need to apologise. (Looks at me) Doesn't sound like a problem to me.

I stand up and motion for him to go into the other room. He opens the door for me and I smile and say, "Thankyou".

Here we go!

To Be Continued....
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