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It's A Complicated Love Story.. (4) ;P
Dedicated to Er'one. :D Part Four ~ He's Back. ~ Me: What? *asks aunt lydia* Aunt Lydia: *Laughs* Isn't this great? Oh- wait keep on watching. They're talking. I sat down and wrapped a blanket around me. I held it close as I watched each one of the Jackson brothers step up and say something, live. Randomo: So Jermaine, Tell us what you think of this. Jermaine: I think it's going to be a good opportunity to get to know her and spend timw with the boys. *shoulders marlon and jackie* Jackie: Ugh let go! Your hurting my shoulders! Marlon: Same! Wait... this live? camera man: Yes. *Laugh* Marlon: *Gets hand of shoulders* You' know ladies this ain't Marlon. *Walks off* I laugh at him and stay cuddled. Camera Man: So Jackie, what do you think of all of this? I mean it's cookie! I rolled my eyes. I'm just a regular girls. Jackie: Yeah, I know. It's gonn' be awesome in my point. Camera man: Okay thannks Marlon? Marlon: *Chewing gum* What? Camera man: Tell us something. Marlon: This ain't live... you guys serious? Everyone nods. Marlon: *Screams like a girl and runs* Inside I felt like I was looking forward to all this. Especially Marlon but after Marlon's drama I forgot all about the lead singer of the Jackson 5. Michael. Michael: I think we're going to get along and have fun. Doing shows and going on tour was boring with the guys. Guys: HEY! Michael: *Laughs* Bein' honest. I bet you she's going to be alot of fun. Me: *Nervous laug* Try me... Aunt Lydia: Turn around. Me: * Turn to face aunt Lydia* There was a camera right there. A different one. Beside it was a television of the jackson 5 too. They were all staring and laughing as I ran into the bathroom. Me: Aunt Lydia, Tell him to go away. I'm not even ready. Marlon: Wow.. Your not ready adn your looking good. Me: *Groans* Aunt Lydia: C'mon you have to get to know them. Me: *Thinking* True Point.. I got out of the bathroom and all of them were seeing me. I knew they could see me cause' of their expressions. Me: .. Hey guys. Guys: What's up? Me: Um.. What do i do now? Michael: *Laughs* Oh you don't have to do anything Just come. Me: ... where? Michael: My penthouse. It's where we reherse. Me: *Gulps* *Strokes shoulder muscle* Do I have to? Michael: *laughs and nods* The camera got turned off as aunt Lydia struted me into my new dressing room. There were 5 ladies trying to get me dressed and 2 of them were deciding what I should wear on tour. Me: Aunt Lydia... Do i have to go on tour. I hate them. Aunt Lydia: *kisses cheek* They already bought the tickets my love. You can't just cancel. C'mon it'll be greatI promice. Me: Are you going? Aunt Lydia: No, But I'll be there for your shows. But just not on the bus. Me: I'm staying on a bus? Aunt Lydia: WITH THE JACKSON BOYS! I fluttered and soon got dressed. Aunt Lydia was the young type. She got married to Jeffery when she was 16. She was forced to. She was now 22. Just after I got dressed I remembered she told me that there were bad news in the moring. Me: Aunt Lydia.. What's thre bad news? Aunt Lydia: *Putting On make-up* Oh... Well. You' know Jeffery? Me: Yea.. Aunt Lydia: He got me knocked up. Me: ?!?!.... uhm.. what? Aunt Lydia: I know. *Falls to floor* This is so horrible. Me: *Picking her up* I know this sound like in my movie I made.. but I'll be there I promice. Aunt Lydia: Oh babycakes. Me: babycakse? Aunt Lydia: Yea.. *Phone rings* Go get the phone and I'll put the suitcases in the limo. Hurry! I'll be waiting. Me: okay *Goes to pick up phone* Hello? !?!!: Ahh, Cookie. Long time no peak to boss eh? Me: Jeffery.. what do you want? Jeffery: I want you to come back. Or I'll meet you in the penthouse. Remember.. I'm the one who paid for those daning lessons. Me: I'll pay you back but I don't want you to be my manager anymore. *Puts down phone* *Runs into limo* Aunt Lydia: Okay take us off Jackie. I didn't say anything about Jeffery and kept quiet about it the whole way through. We pulled outside this huge crystal building. Aunt Lydia: *Getting out* Can you feel it? Me:... Yea.. Aunt Lydia: C'mon let's go meet the boys. Me: okay.. I felt excited. Me and Michael had something that's what i was nervous about. Since I saw him on the date show. I hope no-one around here knows that. We headed inside and there we waited. All 5 of them were singing. "ABC" practice. Producer: Okay Michael, I want you to go solo on I'll be there now. Michael steps us near the piano and sings our hearts out. Me: .. Wow. he's good, Aunt Lydia: An Angel. Me: *stares at her weirdly* .. Very well. Producer: *Eyes us and smiles* Michael tilts his head to look at us while singing and then suddenly he goes quiet and shy. Marlon: Yo' He's seen the gal. Me: .. k. Producer: Dry throat? Michael: Yeah.. I'll go get some water. *Walks off* Marlon: me too! Jackie: Count me in! Tito: .. I'll just go. Jermaine stayed there and just sat down. Producer: *Walks to me* Hello sweetheart. Me: Hi. Producer: So, I'm gonna be your manager for the tour. Me: Okay. *Looks nervously back* Aunt Lydia: What's wrong? Me:.. Jeffery said he was going to be here. Aunt Lydia: NO.. Don't worry you need a key to get in. Me: Good. Producer: Okay, Don't worry about that. Now can you sing a simple song for me and change it into big and bold. Me: .. okay. Jermaine: *chuckles* Producer: You. Join in. I look back at Jermaine and he gets up and stands beside me. I looked back just to make sure none of the other brothers were here. *Piano starts* Me: *Sing simple melody* Producer: *ends dramatic* That was amazing. Me: Thank You. Marlon: *Claps from behind* I turn around to find Michael's jaw dropped down, Marlon clapping and the rest of them smiling. Michael shuffled forward. Producer: Okay Cookie, I want you to sing "I'll be there for you" with Michael. Me:... Okay. Michael: *Nods* We start singing and surprisingly he's so loud and good without recording. The door closes as we carry on sining but someone walks in.. I stop singing and stand there.. feeling stupid, It was Jeffery or maybe I have to start calling him Boss again... soon. -Cookieeeee. x
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