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Forever Dreaming: Michael &Melinda (3)

Yo, what's up??!!!! I'm actually juggling two stories right now: This one and this other one called "At Last," which I had originally written on paper like last summer of 2010. I just want to dedicate this to all of the mjsite peeps out there, especially the ones who inspired me. I also want to dedicate this to the King of Pop, Michael Jackson! Long Live The King! August 29, 1958- Forever
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We got into this car and I didn't have to worry, since the hotel was only a few blocks away. It was a silent ride, until the fat guy said something to me.
Man: You know, this is rare that Michael would spontaneously invite someone to his room after a concert. You, Miss, are very lucky.
Me: (pleased) That's great. I'm so nervous. It was always my dying wish to meet him.
Man: Dying wish?
Me: Yeah. I have leukemia. The doctors say that I only have a year and a half to live, so...I'm going to try to make my last days the best.
Man: I'm very sorry, Miss.
Me: Oh, it's okay. I'll spend the rest of eternity with God and my father.
Man: Your father's dead, too?
Me: yeah. He was killed in a car accident. Drunk driver crashed into him. I was only seven at the time. I miss him dearly.
Man: (sympathetic) Once again, I'm so sorry. Um, let me introduce myself. I'm Frank, Michael's manager.
Me: Hi, Frank. I'm Melinda Stone.
Frank: Very nice to meet you. (shakes my hand)
Me: You, too.
   Once we arrived at the hotel, and by the time we were at the corridor, my stomach literally went into a knot. We stood at the door, and I thought in my head, "This is it." I was sweating at this point. 
*knock knock*
   Before I knew it the door opened. I felt as if I was going to faint. I felt all lightheaded and woozy. He was standing right in front of me. His long, black curls were falling in place, he wasn't in his silver outfit with buckles, he was in a casual white t-shirt, with red plaid boxers on and red socks. He looked very comfortable, like he was ready to go to sleep. He wasn't covered in sweat, instead he looked and smelled fresh too. From that far distance, I could feel his sweet aroma of baby lotion and clean-smelling masculine deodorant wrap around my nose and I loved it very much. He stared at me with these innocent, deep eyes, and he welcomed me with a gentle, welcoming smile. I then heard a soft gentle voice say, "Hello." His voice wasn't something I was expececting, but it was even better. "Why don't you come on in?" He sweetly said to me. Frank then left me alone with Michael. I was excited and nervous all combined in one. "Sweetie, I said come on in." he gently repeated, so full of patience and grace. "Um...sure," i said stiffly. Oh no! Would I make a complete fool out of myself in front of him. All I had to do was pray.

TBC...
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