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Me and Michael's Love Story Part Eight
Thank you to all the people that have been waiting patiently for the next chapter! I appreciate the votes very much, so thank you. This is dedicated to of course Michael, rest in peace beautiful angel, and to all you wonderful readers. Thank you. So Michael leaves the party and I go looking for Rachael. I looked everywhere I could think of, but she still doesn't turn up. Eventually, I just start asking random people if they've seen her. (To a lady with a red dress with a big red bow in her hair) Me: Excuse me. Lady: Yes. Me: Hi. Umm have you seen a kind of petite girl with a black strapless dress with flowers all over it anywhere? She's my friend and I've been looking for her. Lady: Oh no, I'm sorry. Me: Alright, thank you. (To a really cute guy with a nice jheri curl similar to Michael's) Me: Excuse me. Man: Yes. (Thinking to myself: Damn this man is FINE!) Me: Hi umm... Man: And what can I do for you... sweet thang (Thinking to myself: What the f-- did he just say?) Me: Umm *laugh* nothin. But uh, I've been lookin for my friend and she's kinda petite and she has on a black strapless dress, you seen her anywhere? Man: Oh that girl that been with D all night, yeah I saw her. Last I saw her, she was on that couch over there *points to sofa* Me: Oh alright, thanks anyway. Man: No problem girl. (As I'm walkin away) Man: How about them digits baby! (I look at him then shake my head and keep walking) Man: C'mon girl! Then I walk over to the bar. (To the bartender) Me: Hi Bartender: And what will you be having? Me: Oh nothing. Umm have you seen a kinda petite lady with a black strapless dress with flowers all over it anywhere? Bartender: *pointing to stairway* Is that her up there? Me: *thinking to myself* What the hell?! *talking to bartender* Oh yea it is, thank you. Bartender: No problem, no problem at all. I see Rachael and Darnell walking together down the steps. I see they both are smiling a little too big if you ask me. As soon as she got downstairs, I grabbed her and pulled her to the side. Me: *To Darnell* Excuse us. *To Rachael* What the hell were you doing up there? Rachael: Relax! Darnell was just showing me around the house a little bit. (Pause) Me: And... Rachael: And what? Me: What did you guys do? Rachael: Well then we-- A lady suddenly screams out, "TIME TO SING HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BIRTHDAY MAN!!!" Then they bring out this HUGE 6 feet tall cake with these sparks flying off the top of it. Darnell goes up to the cake and everybody starts singing happy birthday to him. Then a chef hands Darnell a knife to cut the first piece of cake. While he was cutting his piece... Me: Rachael we gotta go. Rachael: Now? Why? Me: I don't wanna leave when EVERYBODY leaves. Rachael: Oh c'mon, we haven't even gotten any cake yet. Me: We'll be 30 by the time that cake gets to us. Rachael: *laughs* Alright alright, let me say bye to Darnell. She squeezes her way through the crowd to get to Darnell. While she was over there, Michael's song This Place Hotel starts playing. I start lipsinging to it then dancing a little. Then Rachael walks back with a kind of sad expression on her face. Me: You say bye? Rachael: Let's just go. Me: Hey, what happened? Rachael; Nothing, let's just go. Now I've known Rachael pretty much my whole childhood. And I know that when she says "nothing" when you ask her what's wrong, she means just the opposite. Normally, she does eventually talk about it. So then the whole entire car ride home is completely silent. Completely. The only thing she said to me was "bye" when she got out of the car. This isn't like her at all. So I called her as soon as I got home. After repeatly asking her what's wrong she eventually tells me... Me: You better tell me what's wrong girl. I'm not gonna stop asking until-- Rachael: Alright alright. When I went to go say good-bye to Darnell, you know how he pulled me over to the side a little? I was so busy listening to the song, I wasn't really paying much attention. Me: Well I-- Rachael: Then he asked me if I would like to stay the night with him. And I told him no. So then he looks at me as if I said something horribly wrong. Then he got all mad and was like well, if that's the case then maybe... (Pause) Me: Maybe what? Rachael: *sigh* Listen I'm so sorry. Me: Wait maybe what? (Pause) Rachael: Maybe your little friend can find another job. (Pause) Rachael: I'm so sorry, I didn't know he was gonna go that far. Its not my fault, I didn't mean for that to happen. (Pause) Rachael: Alonna? Me: So that bastard fired me over something that stupid? You know what, fuck him. Don't feel bad, its not your fault. That fucking asshole wasn't nothin' but shit anyways, so fuck him. I can't believe he would go that low just to sleep with you. Oh hell no, that's bullshit. I'm just glad you stood your ground and didn't do it. Basically, I'm out of a job now. But if he was willing to let me go over something that ridiculous, I'm glad I'm not dancing for him anymore. So then 5 days later, I actually get a call from Michael. Too bad I wasn't home to take the call. He leaves me this really sweet voice message though. Michael: Hey Alonna, this is uh, Michael. I just wanted to call to see how you were doin' and stuff, you know. It was great seeing you again, I missed you when you left. I really did. I've always wondered if I'd ever see you somewhere again, but I never thought I'd run into you at a party *giggle*. You looked great by the way. Talk to you later... bye. So I get back home about three hours after the call and notice I have 3 new voicemails. The other two are from my mother and friend Anthony. First I hear my mother's, then Michael's. I immediately started freaking out when I heard it. I didn't even bother to listen to Anthony's when it was playing, I was just too excited. Me: Oh my God!!! (jumping around the house like a complete lunatic) I go look for the number Michael gave me, which I left in my purse, and call it. Manager's assistant: Branca Law Firm speaking, how may I help you? Me: Hi, I'm calling for... Mr. Jackson. Manager's assistant: Mr. Jackson? Me: Yes. Well he gave me this number and told me to call this to reach him. Manager's assistant: Is there a picture by the number? Me: Umm yeah. Manager's assistant: And what is the picture? Me: A... smiley face? Manager's assistant: Ok. Please hold. (After about 1 minute) Branca: John Branca speaking. Me: Hello? Branca: Yes? Me: Oh hi. My name is Alonna and Mr. Jackson gave me this number and told me to call this to reach him. Branca: Oh yes. And what is your name again? Me: Alonna Branca: Alonna? Me: Yes. Branca: Oh, I heard Michael mention you yesterday actually. Me: Really? Branca: Yes. Here, let me transfer you to him. Me: Ok. Branca: And make sure to say applehead when asking for him. Me: Applehead?? Branca: Yes. Hold on. (After about 3 minutes) Maid: Jackson residence Me: Oh hi my name is Alonna and I'm calling for... Applehead? Maid: Oh Michael. Me: Yes, is he available? Maid: Oh yes. Please hold. (In the background) Michael: Who is it? Maid: Alama? Michael: What? She apparently pronounced my name wrong... (Picks up phone) Michael: Hello? Me: Michael? Michael: Yes, who is this? Me: Oh hey, its Alonna. Michael: Oh Alonna! Hey! How are you? Me: I'm doing good, thank you. Michael: That's good. I'm glad you called back. Me: Yeah, of course. But I had to go through the ringer to do so *laughs* Michael: *giggles* Oh yeah, sorry about that. But I've gotta have that so I won't get a million and one calls from random people, you know. Me: Oh yeah, I completely understand. But how have you been? Michael: Oh man, I'm doing great right now. Me: Yeah, you sound like it. Michael: I know. Today's actually been a pretty good day for me. This is one of those rare days where everything is actually going MY way. Me: I'm yet to have one of those days. Michael: *giggles* Me: So what cha doin right now? Michael: Oh I was actually just playin on the pinball machine. Me: Pinball machine? Michael: Yeah in the game room. Me: So you got your own little arcade room? Michael: Yup. Me: Oh, I would kill to have one! Michael: Oh that ain't nothin'. I got a full movie theater and everything. Me: Oh yeah, I heard you got a full zoo runnin' over there too! Michael: Yeah. Me: That's crazy! A freakin' zoo?! How many people can say, "Oh yeah got my own zoo and everything..." Michael: *giggles* Well maybe you should come over sometime soon. Me: Hell yeah I should come over. Michael: *giggles* (pause) Michael: Hey, are doin anything else today? Me: Umm, not that I can think of, why? Michael: Why not come over now? Me: Now? Michael: Yeah! You wanna see it right? Me: Oh... well sure. Michael: Great. Me: But I gotta get ready and stuff. Michael: Don't worry, I'll wait for you. You remember where I used to live? Me: Yeah, of course I do. Michael: Ok well just come there. I'll let the guards know you're comin' and stuff so don't worry about that. Me: Alright then. But what about your family? Michael: They'll be fine with it, just come over. Me: Ok. Well, talk to you later. Michael: Lookin' forward to it. Bye. This is probably gonna be the first time I actually get to meet the Jackson family. I'm so nervous! What if they don't like me or something? We'll have to see when I get there... TO BE CONTINUED....
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