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Macy's Wish Part 3
Back to me and Kelly. I was actually getting else nervous being here with Michael at his home in Neverland. I really am. Well, you must be wondering what still is going since the last part to the story. Well...here it is. Michael was still showing us around his house. Kelly and I were infront of him, I couldn't help but feel his eyes on me. I looked back and his head went the other way around. Was he checking me out or somethin'? Or was he shocked on how I looked. What...me and Kelly both love the emo look that's why we dress like this. I stopped and turned to him. Kelly stopped also to turn and look at me and Michael. I swear, I was getting to the bottom of this if it's the last thing I ever do. Kelly: (places her hand on her forehead shaking her head)...(Thinking-"What on earth is this girl doing?") Me: Michael... Michael: yes Miss... Me: Macy would be fine, Mr. Jackson Michael: (smiles) And Michael, would be fine for me, Macy Me: (smiles also) Okay then, Michael. I just wanted to know why were you looking at me? Michael: You look like someone I know. Can you tell me who your mother and father are? Me: Well, I'm not sure what my father's name is. But my mother's name is Paulette Greenfield Michael: What was her name before she got married? Me: Pualette Rhyheart Michael: (eyes grows wide) Me: Why? Michael: Oh, it's just that your mother's name seems like I've heard it before Me: I know right? It's like there's a million Rhyhearts in the world, and you can't help for it to be like you heard it before! Kelly: Dude, I have no idea what you just said, and you wasn't even talking to me Me: Kelly, I love you...but be quite Kelly: Can't blame for that Me: You know what? Michael: (Thinking-"Oh, yeah, she's just like her mother") Kelly: I'm just- ???: (running to Michael) Daddy!!!! I stepped out of the way while a little boy with blonde hair and a little girl with brown hair ran right past me and Kelly to Michael. This is how they looked: http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2009/06/29/article-0-0583B13E000005DC-39_468x408.jpg I knew it was Prince and Pairs. Michael knelt down to their level. Michael What is it little ones? Prince: Paris keeps hitting me! Paris: Uh huh! Prince: (turns to her) Yes your are! Paris: I am not! Michael: (clears his throat) Prince and Paris: (looks at him) Michael: You know I hate when you two fight. Your suppose to love eachother, not fight with eachother. Paris, why are you hitting Prince? Paris: Because he broke my Barbie Doll Michael: (looks at Prince) Prince, why did you break her Barbie Doll Prince: Because she kept hitting me Paris: I was just playing with you, Prince. Then you broke my Barbie Prince: I'm sorry, Paris Paris: I'm sorry, too, Prince Michael: (smiles) there's my little boy and little girl I love. Now, can daddy have some of that love? Prince and Paris: yeah (hugs him tightly to them) we love you, Daddy Michael: I love you more They let him go. Just when they turned around they saw us. I gave a little wave and so did Kelly. Paris waved back at us. Prince turned to Michael again. Prince: Who are they, Daddy? Michael: Well, Prince, this is Kelly and her friend Macy. They won a free pass to stay here for a day Paris: (gasp out of joy and runs to Kelly I and grabs our hands and stands between us) So they can play with me? Prince: What if I wanna play with them, too? Paris: To bad. No boys allowed Michael: Paris, if Prince wants to play with our guest too, he can play with them. Okay? Paris: Okay (looking down) Me: Hey, don't worry Paris. You have me and Kelly can have Prince to play with Prince: That works for me (goes over and grabs Kelly's hand and smiles) Michael: Do you girls mind watching them for me? Me: We don't mind. Do we Kelly? Kelly: Not at all Michael Michael: Okay, then Just as me and Kelly were about to go play with Prince and Paris, there was a loud knock on the door. Michael went to answer it...and I was shocked to see my mother standing there. I swear, mine and Michael's eyes went wide when we saw her. Me and Michael: Mom/Paulette This wasn't gonna be pretty...I could just tell it. Mom: Hello...Michael (looks behind him and sees me with Paris holding her hand)...me and you are gonna have a long talk when we get home Macy Me: Mom I- Mom: Don't you say another word, young lady. Tell Paris, Prince and Kelly good-bye and let's go Me: What about Michael? Mom: I don't want you to be talking to him Michael: Paulette it was 13 years ago, will you let that go. I'm not the reason that happen. If she wants to spend time with me, she can Mom: After what you did, no Michael: I was on tour, how was I suppose to be there? Me: What on earth is going on here! Mom: Nothing, Macy. Let's just go Me: No! Not till I get what's going on here Mom: Fine...Michael...is it okay if I came in? Michael: Of course Me, Kelly, Mom, Prince, Paris and Michael went into the living room to hear what they were gonna say. Paris and Prince sat with Kelly and I and mom and stood up while Michael sat down. She just has to be stubbron; Michael offered the chair to her...but she wouldn't take it. Go figure. Me: Okay mom...will you tell me now? Mom: I don't think I can... Me: Will you just tell me what Michael did 13 years ago? Mom: It might be better to tell you who he is to you first Me: Okay...(Thinking-"Is he my father? And that's why she hates him so much?") Mom: Macy...Michael's your.... To Be Continued I know this one sucked ass, but I swear next part should be better. I know I didn't have to many post on the last one, but I just wanted to post this part. I hope you guys enjoyed. Part 4 will be here soon. Till next time. Bye. :)
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