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Liberian Girl
*Here's part 1! :p* Well, hi there! My name is Carter Hansen. I am 26 years old and today, I'm going to be telling you guys how I met my destiny, Michael Jackson. Well one day, I was walking home from my BFF's house. Here's what happened: I felt like somebody was following me. I looked behind me, and nobody was there. So I just keep walking. But then I hear footsteps again. 'Who in the name of Davy Crockit could be following me?' I thought to myself. Then I remembered that this little slimeball that was named Jeremy had been constantly following me around the neighborhood. "Where ever you are Jeremy, I'll call the cops if you don't go away, you weirdo!" Even though I said that, I still heard footsteps. When I quickly turned around, I saw Jeremy's dorky face. I can tell that Jeremy likes me just cause' he follows me EVERYWHERE! But I just don't think that I'm ready for a relationship because I don't want that person to LIKE me if they're dating me. Also, I just can't quite find the perfect guy for me. When Jeremy finally left and went home, I continued on my journey home. When I got home, I got a phone call. It was from my manager. Since I'm in the recording business, I've met A LOT of famous people in the past. But I never thought that I'd be working with someone this famous. "OMG! Are you serious? I get to meet Michael Jackson?!?!" I was so excited, I could of fainted. But I didn't want to. I only had five minutes to get ready! I wanted to make a good first impression in front of Michael so I got out one of my nicest dresses. Then I curled my hair, put on a tiny bit of silver eyeshadow, and a nice red shade of lipstick. I also got on a really nice pair of black heels. When I got to the recording studio, I stopped right outside of the studio that Michael was in. "Breath" I told myself. "Don't make a fool of yourself, Carter" I said to myself. Then I slowly opened the door and walked in the room. Then I saw Michael sitting in one of the chairs, just waiting for me. Was I late or something? No! I was actually early! Then I realized that I was in the same room as the King of Pop. Michael: Well hey, I'm..... Me: Michael Jackson Michael: (Giggles) Yeah that's me. And you are....... Me: Carter Hansen Michael: Wow, that's a beautiful name Me: Thanks Michael: So you're here to help me record Bad, right? Me:Yup Michael: Well, people should start arriving...... Now. As soon as Michael said that, people started flooding in to the room like it was their life! Who knew that so many people would show up just to record a song?! Well after all, it was Michael Jackson. As soon as everyone got settled, we started recording. Michael could get so in to a song. He sang with such passion. It was actually kind of cute how he was acting all "Bad". Then before I knew it, his song was over. Well, that was it. I was never going to see Michael Jackson in person ever again. Me: Well, thanks for having me, Michael Michael: Wait Just then Michael walks up to me. Michael: Do you want to come over to my place? Me: Of course! I mean, sure. Man, I sounded too desperate. Michael: (Starts laughing) You're funny, I like that Me: (Blushes) Stop with the compliments, you're making me blush Michael: Right, sorry So we get out in to the parking lot and got in to his limo. It was so huge, he would probably need a separate limo just to make a turn on the road! I actually felt a certain way about Michael, but definitely not in a way for me to tell him. I thought that we were meant for each other. Listen, you're probably saying that I'm crazy. But I feel all warm and fuzzy inside when I'm with him. We actually just went to random places for awhile. Then when we finally got to his house. (Let me rephrase that, MANSION!!!!) It was pretty late when we got there, and I was really tired. Michael: I know you must be tired. Do you wanna' stay the night? Me: Um, sure. Thanks Michael: My pleasure Michael let me borrow some pj's and stay in one of the guest rooms. When I woke up, I was very confused. I had stayed at Michael Jackson's house? Michael had given me tons and tons of compliments? Lastly, he had even flirted with me? I couldn't believe what was happening. Then when I got up, I walked out in to the kitchen. There was a note on the fridge. It read: Dear Carter, I went out to go make my "Bad" Video. If you want to come, feel free to. Also, stay in Neverland as long as you need to. I don't mind. Love, Michael Michael was treating me so nicely for just a fan that's had a crush on him since I was 10 years old. So, of course, I get dressed and rush to get to the video set. But wait, my car was still at the recording studio, and Michael had taken his limo. But wait, Michael also owned a VERY nice van. "Guess I'll have to improvise." I said. Thank goodness that when I got to the set, they were only halfway through the video. Oh my gosh, Michael looked REALLY handsome in his "Bad" outfit. Then when he was done, he spotted me. Oh darnet, I didn't WANT him to see me right now. He walked over to me and said: Michael: So you came, huh? That actually means a lot to me Me: Why do you act like you like me so much? Michael: (Blushes) I do Me: Oh, well....... I guess I do, too Michael: (Smiles his 1,000,000 dollar smile) Good to know Me: So, we're like a couple now, right? Not to be too forward, though! Michael: (Smiles his unforgettable smile again) Yeah, kind of Me: Okay then Then, he suddenly walks up to me and kisses me. IT WAS THE VERY, VERY, VERY BEST KISS OF MY LIFE! Everyone starts hooting and cheering and saying stuff like "Michael, you sly dog you!" and "Oooooohhhhhhh, Michael's got a lady!" also "She's a pretty Young thing!" We both smile and kiss again. Me: Michael, these past two days have been the best of my life, but I have to go Michael: You do? But where will you go? Me: My home Michael: Oh, yeah Me: I'll never forget you Michael, but I have to leave TO BE CONTINUED................. KEEP YOUR EYES PEELED FOR PART 2!
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