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Baby be Mine 3
<3 :))^_- Enjoy... I hope... And there he was, the man himself Michael Jackson. He had his curls down and a red jacket on with a white undershirt. Of course he had on black pants and the classic Penney loafers. His socks were two different colors. Red and yellow. Some people (Mostly girls) started screaming, two people fainted, and everyone else just stood I total awe. Me wanting to impress the boss I just sat down in the chairs put out for us, crossed my legs and waited for him to speak. He came down the stairs and stood in front of us, and there went 4 more people fainting. He smiled and looked around, looking at all the faces, he saw mine and smiled even harder. He tried to say something but the roof was going to come off they were screaming so hard. Me and my ears couldn't take it any longer. Me: (Yelling) SHUT IT!!!!! (Silence) Thank you. (Turning to Michael) Go ahead. Michael: Thank you. Um, first off I would like to thank all of you for signing up to work here. It is an honor to have so many people to help me out. Um, some rules. First rule, You must come in uniform. I checked all of them and made sure that they aren't scratchy or anything. Today you will be given your uniform then you will have to get to work. We have kids that are coming and we want to make this a great experance for them. For they have cancer. Everyone: Oooo... Michael: (Small laugh) Anyway, at the end of every week you will be given free time here. You can ride the rides, eat as much candy as you please, anything you want to do you can do. One of the girls: Does that include you? Everyone started snickering and giggling at the statement. I looked up and Michael was really embarresed. I was quiet for a while. Then he said this: Michael: Um... Ok I will start giving out uniforms now... He started calling out all the names and what the duties will be. I was called last. Michael: Grace? Me: Yep (Jumping out of the chair) Right here. Michael: What size? Me: Um (Looking at what was left. There where two maid dress things left one was a small and the other a large...) A small...please. Michael: Ok (Handing me the dress) Thanks for getting everyone to settle down. Me: Not everyone. Everyone exept one very rude girl. Michael: I get that all the time. Me: (Shaking head) Wow, anyway where do I work? Michael: Um, (Looking at a list) well, you are a maid. Oh yeah! You have to go outside at 1 o'clock. Ok? Me: Um, why? Michael: Cause my friend Bob wants to see you. Me: Ah, ok. Thank you for letting me work here. (I skipped outside and found everyone trying to find where they are supposed to go.) Dude #1: Ok, where are the bathrooms? Dude#2: Does it look like I know? I found where all the girls were and this is what I heard: Girl#1: Oh my god! Isn't he soooo sexy?! Girl#2: Hell yeah! Me: Um, hi? Girl#: Hi. I'm Stacy. And this (Pointing to other girl) is Monica Monica: Hi! Do you think that Mikey is hot? Me: Um, I don't know... He's ok, I guess. Stacy: You guess?! That guy will make you wet, if you know what I mean. Me: What? Monica: Wow, you really don't know? Me: Yep. Stacy: (Whispers in my ear what it means) Me: EWWWWW!!! That is sooooo gross! Monica: What are you, 14? That's not gross, that dress is what's gross. Stacy: Yeah, um, what's your name? Me: Grace... And Monica, I happen to like this dress a lot. Monica: Well, whatever. Stacy: Moni, be nice. Grace, do you know wear to change? Me: I don't know, maybe we can ask... Monica: Like what ask...him... Wear the bathroom is? Me: Yeah. Why are you so, I don't know, tense? Loosen up. Monica: Dude, that guy is the most famous, sexyest, guy on the planet! You can't just ask him. Me: Well, I will if you don't. I walked back in the main house and to my surprise, Michael was still there. Behind me were two babys who couldn't ask for directions. Michael was sitting onthe first step looking at his shoe. I sat down next to him. Me: Im sorry to bother you but, no one knows where the bathrooms are. Michael: (Looking up and at me.) You could use mine (Whispers) It more clean... Me: Ok. Michael got up grabed my hand and helped me up. We ran up the stairs and I heard Stacy clear her througt. Me: Oh, um, could you tell my friends were the other bathrooms are? Michael: Sure. (Facing them from up on the balcony) the bathrooms are in the small pink house. Ok? Monica: u-umm, I-I-I-I Stacy: Yeah, (Draging Monica) Come on! Move woman! Me: (Laughs) Michael: What? Me: Oh, it's just their reaction. They are probably having breathing problems now. Michael: Ah, well come in then. (Grabing my hand and pulli g me into his office.) well, this is where I have to sign papers and stuff. And over here is the bathroom. Me: Thank you. I'll be right out. I walked in and just WOW. There was a HUGE bathtub and sink and a seperate shower. There was a white toilet in the corner. I locked the door and changed. The dress was snug, short, and skin tight. I pulled up the black legging and what?! Heels?! No flipin way I was ever gonna wear those!! They were black heels. I put on the little crown thing and steped out. Michael wasn't in there so I walked out the big doors. Michael was on the bottom step again. I sneaked up a said Me: Boo! Michael: (Jumps and turns around) Why did yo- .......(Stares at me) Me: I know, I don't have the heels on. I hate heels. Do you have any flats? Michael: ........(Shakes his head no)........... Me: Oh well, heels it is (Shutters, I slide to shoes on and woobled) Michael: Um... I-I could get y-y-you some flats-s. Me: (hugs him) Thank you!! I'll pay you back... They cost around five bucks... Take it out of my paycheck. Michael: No, I'll pay.... Me: Thanks...(Looks at watch) Crud!!! It's 12:55!!! Man I'll be late! Michael: For what? Me: Bob! Thank you for reading
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