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Todo Mi Amor Eres Tu **part 2

*~MYSTERY~*

Me: Hey what's you're name?
Security: Umm Bob. 
Me: Okay. So, Bob, where is the bar?
Bob: There isn't one. I said I'm SNEAKING you in. (smiles)
Me: So...
Bob: (looking half excited, half frustated) I'm gunna take you into the dressing room. Just take a drink from the mini bar and we gotta get going. Don't wanna get caught.
Me: Oh. Thanks, but if I get caught, well...I can't risk it. I'm just gunna ask someone for a sip of theirs. Bye.
Bob: (grabs my arm) Wait! You don't know what freaky stuff they have in those. This is a concert. I promise you won't get caught. Security, Remember?
Me: Alright.

We went backstage and I realised Pam and DeeDee must be wondering where I am. Bob kept showing his I.D. to the other security. They pulled a suspicious face whenever he showed it but let him go through anyway. We finally got to a door with a star on it that read "The Jackson 5" There were 2 guards standing out front.

?: I'm gunna need to see some I.D.
Bob: (looking nervous) Here. 
?: Hmm. Why do you want to come in?
Bob: (lying) Joseph Jackson requested us personally.
?: Okay. Come right on in.
Me: (whispering too low for the guards to hear) Did you even think that this is just really wrong? 
Bob: Who cares.

I started to panic as the guard opened the door. But thank god no one was in there.

Me: Woah!

The room was so cool. There were posters of Sammy Davis Jr. and James Brown. There were black leather couches with a giant t.v. A massive record player sat in the corner and there were mirrors lined up one wall with shining lights (make-up). I walked over to the racks of shiny, flashy clothes and took one off that said Michael. I admired it for a sec and put it back. I noticed a wide door that read DIRECT TO STAGE. ENTER/EXIT. I grabbed a coke out of the mini bar and looked over to see Bob shoving small random things into his pocket.

Bob: (under his breath) Yes. Finally. I'm gunna be rich.
Me: Bob? What are you...? BOB!!!

Bob ran over to me and held my mouth.

Bob: Just shutup for a sec.

We listen as the song in the background came to a finish.

Jackie: Hey everyone! I hope you're enjoying the show so far! We're gunna take a short break and we'll be back in 10 minutes!

Bob: That's my cue! (grabbing some more stuff)
Me: You're not a security guard are you?!

Bob smiles an evil smile and says.

Bob: Good luck! (runs out the door)

He locked the door from the outside when he closed the door. I couldn't scream because a back-up band had already started and it was too loud for the guards to hear. I'M TRAPPED.

TBC....

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