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Stranger In Moscow *Part One*

*Well, I wasn't originally gonna put this story on here but for now, I'm just gonna put up the first part and I'll see if you guys like this story or not. If you do, I'll keep putting up new parts. So, this is dedicated to Halle, Vicky, Caity and everyone else on MJSite ^_^. And of course, MJ :) Hope you guys like it ^_^
-Lexa*

Dad: привет, девочки. (Hello, girls)
Us: Hey, dad. 
Dad: Do you mind if you come down to the studio with me?
Us: O_O
Me: Whoâ??s recording?
Dad: *opens the newspaper* Michael Jackson I think.
Us: *spits out our water and coughs* WHAT?!
Dad: *wipes off the water* I said, Michael Jackson.

If you havenâ??t noticed, me and my sister are die hard fans of Michael Jackson. We have been ever since we were little so have our older sisters Halle and Vicky.

Halle&Vicky: *pops out of nowhere* Did someone say Michael Jackson?
Dad: *laughs and nods* But itâ??s only your sisters. They havenâ??t been to the studio in a while.
Halle: Damnit. 
Dad: *checks his watch* Oh. *puts down the paper* We gotta go now. Itâ??s always good to be early when it comes to him.
Us: *puts a piece of toast in our mouth, grabs our jackets and shoes and runs out into the car*
Dad: *shakes his head* *grabs his jacket and goes after us*

-Later-

Us: *sitting on the chairs*
Dad: Girls, remember no screaming, no flirting, and no nothing. Got it?
Caity: Psht, dad, you know us. Weâ??re not gonna scream.
Michael: *walks in* Ready, Jake?
Caity: *Screams and faints*
Me: *looks at her* *shakes my head* Dad.
Dad: Got it. *gets a bucket of cold water*
Me: *pours it on her*
Caity: *shoots up* Hey!
Michael: *chuckles* These two must be your daughters.
Dad: *laughs* Yeah. My two embarrassments.
Us: Hey!!
Dad: Just kidding. Yeah, Mike, weâ??re ready.
Michael: *nods and walks in*

It was great hearing him record. And so interesting. Although, for some reason, he was just staring at me as he was singing You Are Not Alone. Dad noticed too.

After the recording session was over dad called Michael outside.

Caity: Letâ??s go listen.
Dad: So, I saw you staring at my daughter.
Michael: *sighs* Jake-
Dad: Sheâ??s 18. Plus, I bet she wouldnâ??t even be interested in a guy older than her.
Me: *whispers* Heâ??d lose that bet. 
Michael: Jake, I wasnâ??t gonna do anything. Donâ??t worry, okay?
Dad: I know. Iâ??m just saying, donâ??t try anything.
Michael: I wonâ??t. Donâ??t worry. *walks back to the door*
Us: *runs back into the chairs, acting natural*
Dad: Jen, youâ??re staying at Michaelâ??s. Caity, youâ??re coming home. *grabs Caity and leaves*
Me: Uhâ?¦
Michael: *laughs* Donâ??t ask.

Well, this was awkward.

Me: I think the album is gonna be great. 
Michael: *chuckles* *sits next to me* You have a favorite?
Me: *laughs* Itâ??s hard to pick. The last one was really sweet though. And I was sort of surprised about how much you sweared. *giggles*
Michael: *laughs* I was too. It wasnâ??t that way on the lyric sheet. It just came out. All the anger, ya know?
Me: Yeah. You mustâ??ve gone through hell over the past few years.
Michael: I did. *sighs* Well, dinner should be ready soon. Letâ??s go inside.
Me: *nods and gets up*

Iâ??ve never realized how amazingly beautiful his house was!

-At home-

Halle: So?
Caity: Hot. Thatâ??s all I gotta say.
Vicky: You guys are lucky. Hey, where is Jen?
Caity: At Michaelâ??s.
Halle&Vicky: What?!
Caity: Idk. Either dad wanted her to stay or Michael wanted her to say.
Halle: Whoaaaaa.
Caity: I know right.
Vicky: Lucky little bit-
Halle&Caity: Vicky!
Vicky: *shrugs*

-Us-

Michael: So, what do you do for fun?
Me: Well, if Iâ??m not working, singing, writing, dancing, etc. *giggles*
Michael: Oh, you dance?
Me: Yep. We have a little dance studio out back. I spend most of my time there.
Michael: Mind dancing now?
Me: Hell no! *blushing* Besides, I havenâ??t practiced for a while. And I dance better with music.
Michael: Well, *turns on Give in to Me* that help? *chuckles*
Me: Câ??mon!
Michael: *does his puppy dog eyes*
Me:â?¦Youâ??re an evil man, you know that?
Michael: I know. *sits down*
Me: *rolls my eyes and gets up*

He was so gonna pay for this.

-5 minutes later-

Me: *sits down and glares at him* Youâ??re so gonna pay for that.
Michael: *laughs and shrugs* Youâ??re a really good dancer. Have you ever had any practice?
Me: Nope. Itâ??s all natural.
Michael: Looks like we have another thing in common. *laughs again*
Me: *laughs* I guess so.
Michael: Ya know, if the album does well and thereâ??s a tour, would you like to be one of my dancers?

*Okay, so, no comments on the age and everything. haha I know it's a big age difference but this was the era that I wanted to do ^_^ Tell me if you guys liked it :)
-Lexa*

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