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Dreaming of You, Like Always (Part 22)
Hey guys! Its Sarah B. Sorry i haven't written lately but i've been kinda busy. Plus yesterday i went to a service for someone very important to me who passed away a few days ago. It makes it even sadder cuz it was A DAY b4 my birthday. At least ppl are telling me "happy birthday!" to me today. Thats a plus. Id like to dedicate this part on behalf of my 15th birthday to all of you & Michael Jackson. ENJOY!!! ----------------------------------------------------------------- In MJ's P.O.V. Joseph: Why's that girl here, Michael! Me: I invited her here, Joseph. Joseph: To my house?!? Me: She's not living in your house, Joe, i just wanted her to meet the family. Joseph: Oh is that so. How OLD is she?? Me: She's *pauses* 32. Joseph: *shouts* WHAT?!? 32 years old?!? She's younger than Janet?!? Are you INSANE!!! That girl could be my GRAND-DAUGHTER for crying out loud!!! Me: SHE HAS A NAME JOSEPH!! Joseph: Oh. MY MISTAKE. Than where the hell is ALICIA gonna LIVE??? With you?!?! Me: NO! She's getting her OWN apartment. I HATE it when Joseph yells at me. Especially if its someone i date. He's just not fair. Joseph: JUST CUZ I SAY SO?!? Me: NO! Cuz she WANTED to have her own apartment. Alicia's not trying to take my money!! I know her!! Joseph: Thats because you dont have any money!! You've been in debt for YEARS. Me: Thats why im cleaning up my act!! Joseph: Fine. You know what? Let her be with you. Why the hell should i care!! But if you realize that half your money is missing, dont come CRYING to me, BIG NOSE. Joseph storms off & slams the door behind him. Even though i still had plastic surgery on my nose, he STILL calls me that name. And i HATE it. Its the most hurtful name ANYONE has EVER called me before in my life. With all the shouting, i hope Alicia didn't here any of it. In Alicia's P.O.V. All of a sudden we hear banging coming from down the stairs. Then we see Joseph, without Michael, just storming down. He stops, glares, and i mean glares, straight at me. Then he exits out of the house. I hope i didnt get Michael into big trouble. But those chances are slim to none. I felt really hurt on the immense amount of problems i've caused just BEING with Michael. It makes me sick to my stomach. I got up out of my chair & ran to the nearest bathroom & puked. Gross. Ive never gotten that sick just being emotional before. Michael: You alright? I turn around & Michael is standing in the doorway. My cheeks turn bright red from embarrassment & turning away wont hide them. Cuz they glow. Me: Ya, i guess im just dehydrated. Michael: Here, i'll get you some water. Me: Thank you. He gets me a glass of water & i drink all of it in one gulp. I didnt realize how thirsty i was. I ended up having 5 glasses of water. What is going on with me!! Maybe i... GASP. Uh oh. 1 month later... Its August now. I got myself an apartment & things have been going real well. Jake & Spencer both apologized to me & now we're friends again. Michael is living at the Jackson home with his kids. He refuses to go back to Neverland Ranch. Katherine Jackson has really begun to like me. She's like the mother ive always wanted to have. Ive met all of Michael's siblings too. Except LaToya. Shes been out of the country for a while so hopefully im not the reason for keeping her away. I really enjoy being with Janet & Randy. They're like the brother & sister ive ALWAYS wanted to be with. They're a lot of fun too. Im at my apartment when suddenly, SPENCER surprises me at my front door. Spencer: Hey girl! Me: Oh hey, Spence! What chu doing here? Spencer: Well, this is like a late birthday present but in a way, youre gonna need it so... here. She hands me a box & i open it & inside is this: http://thegloss.com/files/400/2008/11/jcrew-key-lime-bridesmaid-dress.jpg Me: A bridesmaid's dress? Spencer: *smiles excitedly* I realize what she means & squeal. So does she. Me: YOURE GETTING MARRIED!!! Spencer: YUP! Me: Oh my GOD! Do you have the ring??? Spencer: Right here!! She shows it to me & im REALLY excited. It looks like this: http://media.onsugar.com/files/2010/03/09/6/275/2759084/cb35d29a63d2a3a6_gold-wedding-ring-for-women-2.jpg Me: OH MY GOD!! Its GORGEOUS!! Spencer: THANK YOU!! And guess WHAT! Me: What? Spencer: WILL YOU BE MY MAID OF HONOR?? Me: OH MY GOD!! Absolutely!!! We squeal again we're so excited. I get so wrapped up in being happy & ecstatic that i feel sick again. I drop the dress & run to the bathroom & throw up in the toilet. Spencer: Girl, WHATS WRONG? Me: Oh i have the stomach flu. I havent been feeling well lately. I'll be alright though. Spencer: Okay... you sure? Me: Ya i'll be fine. Spencer: You sure its the stomach flu & not some other illness? Me: Ya... i think so. Spencer: Here. She hands me something that ive never EVER held before in my life. Its really terrifying me just to hold it. Spencer: Just in case. Me: Ok. I have to use the restroom now. Spencer: Ok, im gonna make some of that 3 minute chocolate cake you got. Want some? Me: Sure. I close the door & take a #1 then i go into the kitchen to wait for the 3 minute cake to be done. Than the timer dings & Spencer gets out the cake. Im not worrying more about the cake. I go back to the restroom & Spencer follows me. I read the pregnancy test she gave me & it looks like this: http://www.pregnancy53.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/home-pregnancy-testjpg.jpg I am FREAKING OUT!! What am i gonna tell Michael??? ---------------------------------------------------------------- What did you think!! I hope you liked it even though it was kinda dull. PLZ VOTE i want at least 15. LOVE YOU GUYS!!! Thanks for being awesome MJ fans. BYE!!!
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