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A Chance To Love (3)
Hey,sorry if it took a while to make this.Thanks for all the votes..Well,here's part 3 ------------------------------------------ Recap: Well,me and Michael hugged each other.But we stopped because Mrs.Andrews suddenly came and beats me up.Good thing Michael was there or I'll be going to faint.I requested to Michael that,I'll be going home,he did let me..But on second thought,he kissed me in my cheek before he let me go.. Me:OK,see you tomorrow.Bye!(walks away) Michael:(whispers)Yeah,see ya tomorrow. After we bade goodbye,I hopelessly walks towards Mrs.Andrews Mansion to clean up her mess.When I was going in the Mansion,I saw this tall,skinny-girl with curly,blonde hair-It was her daughter,Maggie Andrews.She's different from her mother,no similarities-means is she's kind to me,all the time when she's around here with us. Me:Maggie?Is that you? Maggie:Miranda?Oh I missed you!(Hugs me) Me:Oh,you're an adult now.We're so proud of you! Maggie:(Giggles)Of course i am.Mira,you always fool me,no fooling around!Just kidding. Me:(laughs)I know,hey how you been doing in Georgia? Maggie:Not very good because..I was thinking of you.Did mom beat you up again?I know you wouldn't lie about this. Me:Umm.Ahh..... Maggie:Please tell me.It's fine,I'm with you.Please tell me.. Me:Okay,okay..Yes,yes,yes..(Starts to cry) Maggie:(Frowns)Oh,I'm sorry,I'm really sorry to hear that.I know I shouldn't have left you here without me.I'm sorry,Mira(Hugs me tighter) Me:(Cries harder)Maggie,you never knew how much she hates me and beats me up..Thank you Maggie..Thank you very much for all your kindness and caring.. Maggie:It's fine,it was nothing. Me:Oh,I better get you your food now.You must be hungry- Maggie:No,thanks.I'm already done.I was wondering if you would like to come with me in Neverland? Me:Neverland?That's where Michael Jackson lives! Maggie:of course...(Whispers)How about now?You can borrow my dress,you'll look perfect! Me:Are you sure?Then,thank you. Car hoking. Maggie:(Shocked)Oh no!!It's mom,hide,hide! Me:(Runs) Maggie:(opens the door)Hi mom!I'm back! Mrs.Andrews:Oh,Maggie!I missed you,welcome back dear. Maggie:(lies)Yeah,you too mom,(Whispers)No,i didn't miss you.. Mrs.Andrews:What did you say darling? Maggie:oh,nothing mom!I'm going to Neverland! Mrs.Andrews:Okay,have fun dear.(Goes upstairs) Me:okay,how's this blue dress i'm wearing? Maggie:ooh!Perfect!let's go! Maggie enjoyed running with me than riding in an expensive car..Literally,we were already at Neverland..It was my first time there,so I jumped up and down happily. Me:I can't wait to see MJ! Maggie:You never know.(Giggles) Me:What?! Michael:Hi,I'm Michael Jackson.(smiles) Me:I'm Miranda Jones.Nice to meet you,Sr.Michael. Michael:It's fine,please just call me Michael ok? Me:Um,okay..That name sounds familiar.Oh hey!Are you the guy who helped me a while ago when I was beaten up by my owner? Michael:No.I was not,I guess it was another Michael(Humming) Me:Weird. Michael:Oh,you should come with me,Miranda. Me:okay,i'll just call Mag-Maggie?Maggie?!Where are you? Michael:She just went to the bathroom. Me:Okay.I'll come with you. Michael:Thanks,I know you would.(Smiles ang holds my hand) I was blushing while we walked cuz many people are staring at us like "Omg" with funny faces..But,Michael just walk and there we are!Inside his Mansion.It was really big and you can tell his really,really rich.Richer than ever. Me:Oh,what a nice house! Michael:(puts his hands around my neck) TBC. Hey,sorry if it's a little boring.I'll make it better!I promise!!!Please just don't forget to vote and tnx for reading!!!Tnx so much!!!!!!<3
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