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SkyScraper: Part 1
Hey everyone :) Mary Cait here yet again. And I know I am doing my old thing; where I make a new story while I am already in the middle of a story already. But I really wanted to share this story because I think I might like this very much. :) I got this idea from Demi Lovato "SkyScraper". I hope you all like it ^-^ Love, ~Mary Cait ---------------------------------------------------------------- How would you feel having the best job of being the assistant to the worldâ??s greatest interviewer, Natalie Brookes. Would you be jumping up and down with anticipation and excitement? Finally getting the great job for your idol? Well, for Anais Brookes; who was Natalieâ??s niece, it was a compete nightmare. She grew up knowing her aunt was a very selfish bitch who cared nothing for others only sex, money and herself. Anais was a very beautiful girl at only sixteen-years-old; long black hair that reached the middle of her lean back, her small waist and her curviness drove the boys wild, puffy bangs that hung over her sea green eyes. She looked as if she couldâ??ve been in a photo shoot with how she looked. She had people telling her how beautiful she was, the only problem wasâ?¦she didnâ??t think she was. Not one bit. Why? Mostly because her Aunt takes every chance she can get to tell her niece about her flaws, though with her looks, Anais is the most gorgeous girl anyone could ever see. At only sixteen that is. Itâ??s too bad she never gets to see how beautiful or gorgeous she is, only because of how her aunt treats her. What do you do when the ones you love turn their back on you, I guess you accept the way they think of you and believe all what they say. And Anais is one of the few teens who believe what people say about her. The year is 1992; Anais would be seventeen in a matter of days, but did it ever occur to her Aunt that her niece was going into adulthood on her? She would if she ever acted as if she has a niece, to her Anais is just an employee she took in from the streets. Her black hair was pulled into a ponytail, showing off her high cheek bones and her strong jaw line. Her milky white skin just made her bright smile and her eyes shine. She said hello to all the other workers and went into Natalieâ??s office to hear her arguing on the phone. Once Natalie saw her niece, she hung up the phone fast. â??Anais, dear,â? Natalie called out to her niece. The young girl looked at her aunt.â? â??Yes, Aunt Natalie?â? Anais asked, placing the folders her aunt had asked her to get from the filing room on the lamp desk. â??Are you familiar with a man called Michael Jackson?â? â??Yes, you know I do Aunt Natalie.â? Anais told her aunt, sitting down in the black leather seat in front of her Auntâ??s desk. â??I am a huge fan of his.â? â??Well, I do believe we have our next person to interview.â? â??Oh, really?â? â??Yes, and you are to see his needs. No matter what they are.â? Natalie told her niece getting up from her desk. â??I donâ??t want you screwing anything up. Having Michael Jackson, King Of Pop, on my show will sky rocket us to the top!â? â??Ohâ?¦â? Anais said sadly. â??Is there a problem?â? â??Noâ?¦not at all.â? â??Good. Now off you go.â? Anais nodded her head and left her Auntâ??s office; broken hearted and sadden is how she always feels when she leaves that womenâ??s office. As she was walking, she heard someone calling her over to them. She turned around to see Dennis waving her over to him. She smiled, Dennis maybe gay, but he is a real friend to her here. Not a back stabber at all. â??Auntie got you down again sweetie?â? Dennis asked her. Anais folded her arms over her chest sighing. â??Yeahâ?¦â? â??What she do now?â? â??I swear Den,â? Anais started turning to face him, having her arms rest over his cube as her head laid on them. â??I should be use to her forgetting my birthday. But I donâ??t know why I canâ??t shake the feeling offâ?¦it hurts.â? â??Listen, sweetie, I think itâ??s because sheâ??s the only relative that took you inâ?¦and it hurts when your love one doesnâ??t even celebrate the day you came into the world.â? â??She wasnâ??t even there.â? Anais stated. â??She wasnâ??t?â? Dennis asked shocked. He wouldâ??ve thought sheâ??d be there for her on her coming into the world! â??No, she had something to do in Paris so she didnâ??t make it to see me.â? Anais told him. â??And when she did see me, she told my mother and father I looked too much like a rat with the black hair that looked too much like the end of a mop.â? â??Well, she is so wrong for that!â? Dennis told her. â??You happen to the most beautiful, smartest and gorgeous girl I have ever seen. Why, if I wasnâ??t engaged little lady youâ??d make me go straight.â? Anais giggled and thanked him. Then she remembered she had to wait in the lobby for Michael. â??Oh, I gotta run!â? Anais said quickly running off. â??Where you goinâ???â? Dennis asked his friend, she was frantically pushing the buttons on elevator. The elevator doors finally opened, she turned back to him not paying attention to the man coming from the elevator. â??Iâ??ll explain once I get-â? Anais tried to say, but was knocked to the ground by running into whoever was coming off of the elevator. Anais rubbed her sore bottom from landing on the hard, cold titled floor of the work place. Everyone had stopped talking, which was strange to her for some reason cause normally everyone was up and about. A large hand went to her face. â??Do you need help sweetie?â? a soft, sweet voice asked. â??Yeah, that would be great thankâ?¦â? Anais said before finally seeing who it was. â??Youâ?¦â? She never got this way with people, but this one person was the one she had the utmost respect for. And who is this person? It is no other thenâ?¦ Michael Joseph Jackson. To Be Continued ================================================================ Till next time!! :D
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