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Different Kind of Lady ~*3*~
*Happy Earth Day! Here is part 3 of "Different Kind of Lady". Dedicated to Michael. All for love♥* Marlon showed me to the phone and then left me there to make my call. I quickly dialed Halle's number and prayed she'd pick up. Halle: Hello? Me: I HAVE to tell you something. Halle: What? Me: Well--Um, Marlon kissed my cheek. I changed my mind last minute and decided I wanted Halle to be surprised. Halle: Congrats. Me: Oh, and I met Michael Jackson. Halle: *screams* Whaaat?! Me: *giggles* Yeah, you should have stayed. Halle: Ugh, one day I'll meet him. *sighs* Me: Yeah, one day. Halle: Well you better get back to Marlon. *laughs* Me: Bye. Halle: Bye Cait! I hung up the phone and walked backed to the dinner table. As I walked through the door Marlon turned and smiled at me. I think he likes me! The Next Day... --Halle's POV-- This morning Jen called me telling me I had to work today. One of my students wanted private lessons. I couldn't say no, I'll be paid $100 for it. I decided to drive Marlon's car cause it's so much nicer than mine. Me: C'mon Alex, you can do it. Alex is 9 years old, my youngest student. She's very shy, like me. Alex: It's so hard! Me: It's a simple turn. Let me show you again. I showed her the turn and kept trying to help her get it. As I watched her doing the turn I saw a guy watching us through the glass windows. Kind of creepy. I watched him make his way to the doors and open them. Alex stopped dancing and turned to look at him. Alex: *whispers to me* Who's that? Me: I don't know. Alex: Um, I gotta pee! Alex ran full speed and left me there alone with this stranger. Thanks Alex! The guy was wearing a hoodie and sunglasses. Me: Can I help you? ??: My name is Michael. Me: Okay, Michael. Michael: I saw you through the windows. You're a pretty good dancer. Me: *blushes* Well, thank you. Michael: Is your name Halle? Me: *nods my head* Yes. Michael: What age group do you teach? Me: Nine to thirteen. Michael sighed. Michael: How about a childish 19 year old? Me: *smiles* You want lessons--from me? Michael: If it's not a problem. Me: I'd have to ask my boss. Michael: How much is the little girl paying you? Me: Confidential. Michael: *tilts his head* C'mon. How much? Me: *rolls my eyes* One hundred dollars. Michael: I'll double it. Me: *gasps* Are you serious? Michael: Yeah, *smiles* I work for the Jacksons. I get paid a lot. Me: You work for the Jacksons? I started to tremble. Maybe this Michael knows Michael Jackson! Me: Do you know Michael Jackson? Michael: *laughs* Yeah, we hang out a lot. Which reminds me, I have to get Marlon's car from you. Me: Oh okay. I ran to my bag and got the keys. Me: Here. *tosses him the keys* So when do you want your lessons? Michael: Anytime you want beautiful. *smirks* Me: Flirting with me already? *shakes my head* Save that for the lessons. *winks* Monday nights, from 8 to 9. Michael: Will do. See you on Monday. Me: See you Monday. As Michael exited the studio, Alex came running back in. Alex: Who was that? Me: His name is Michael. He wants lessons, just like you. Alex: Oh, so he wasn't a creep? Me: No. You told me you had a huge crush on Randy Jackson, right? Alex: Yes! Me: Michael works for the Jacksons. *smiles* Alex: *runs around screaming* Randy Jackson!! As Alex ran by me I grabbed her and looked her in the eyes. Me: Okay, enough. I have to teach you now. Alex: *pouts* Fine. Meanwhile, at the Jackson house... --Marlon's POV-- I was sitting on the couch thinking about Caitlyn. She was so beautiful. She's the girl of my dreams. I really hope she likes me. I turned the TV on and I was watching a segment on Michael when Michael ran in front of the TV screen. Me: Yes Michael? Michael pelted my keys at me. Me: Um, ouch? Dude, calm down. Michael: She's gorgeous! Me: Who are we talking about? Michael: Halle, Caitlyn's friend. I met her today. Michael looked in a trance. I think he's in love. Me: How'd she react when she saw you? Michael: Oh, she doesn't know I'm Michael Jackson. Me: How'd you get the keys then? Michael: *sits down* Said my name was Michael and I worked for the Jacksons. Me: *shakes my head* Really Michael? Michael: Yeah, *sighs* I'm getting dancing lessons from her every monday now. Me: *laughs* Dancing lessons? Michael: Yeah, I'll get to see her every week now. Me: When are you going to tell her who you really are? Michael: When the time is right. Me: And that is? Michael: Once I find out if she likes me for me. I nodded my head. Me: Good idea Mike. Michael: *smiles* I thought so too. --Caitlyn's POV-- I decided to call Halle because I was sure that Michael would have stopped by by now. Halle: Hello? Me: How was dance? *giggles* Halle: Good, some guy named Michael stopped by and asked for lessons. He works for the Jacksons! Isn't that cool? Me: Yeah, so cool. That's all that happened? Halle: Yeah, was something else supposed to happen? Me: *nervously giggles* No, not at all. Halle: Caitlyn, tell me. Me: Um-- ________________________________________________________________ Hope you enjoyed! Love, halleeeeeeee(:
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