Michael's Angel

Chapter Three

The man spoke up breaking the tension going on in the room.
"Here's the girl that won, sir. She's here" the man said as he put his hand behind Marylin, pushing her a bit.
Marylin was not comfortable in humans touching her so she shivered a bit.
"Alright thank you Bill." The tall figure said.

Wait bill?! No way! It is himmm! I knew it!

Marylin thought as she started to get excited inside.

Bill left the room leaving her and the man alone. It was a bit dark and shady, the curtains were not open, so she sm could nearly see his face. The man soon sighed and turned around. Still his face wasn't visible.
"You must be the lucky winner, whats your name?" He asked.
Marylin froze as she was confused if she should mention her real name, or make it up. She didn't want to get in even MORE trouble so she made up a name.
"The names
Stephanie...Stephanie..uhm...Smith.. yea Stephanie Smith" she said as she tried to figure out a good name.
"Well it's nice to meet you Ms. Smith. My name is Michael Jackson. You probably already knew that" he replied as he started to open the curtains, revealing his long sleeve green shirt with black pants and black fedora.

I knew it! Don't worry Mike, I'll keep ya safe! Promise!
Marylin thought as she stood there with a smile.
Michael reached his hand out for a shake but she didn't answer it. Matter of fact she was confused.
"Uhm, your hand is...nice?" She then said while looking at Michael confused.
"You don't shake hands?" He asked as he put his hand down.
"Shake hands? What is this nonsense your talking about ?" Marylin said as she gave a disgusted look.
"It's a way to greet someone, you know.. a thing people do?"
"Humans make physical contact in order to welcome another human being into their embrace?" Marylin asked. Michael giggled a bit as he thought she was joking but stopped since Marylin was not laughing. Not even smiling.
"Uhm, yes? Anyways.. I heard you sing yesterday and my producers and I were stunned at your singing. Where did you learn to sing?" Michael asked Marylin.

"A...choir?" She answered. Obviously she couldn't say that she sings as people pray up in heaven. He can't know she's an angel.
"That's lovely! Well, we want to include you as my backup singer. You have the talent of an amazing vocalist. What do you say? Maybe I can help you to start your own music career." He said excitedly.
"Thats sound lovely!" Marylin replied.
"Great! Come on! Let's go to the studio, I want you to meet everyone!" He said as he walked to the door holding it open for Marylin to walk by first.
Marylin didn't get these gesture he was doing. She thought he froze like a sat stir by How still he was. She walked over to him and stood there the same as Michael. Micheal felt uncomfortable as she stood there with a confused expression.
"Are you.. going to go?" Michael asked as he pointed out the door.
"Go? I thought you were going. But you froze." She then replied as she poked him on his left shoulder.
He smiled and gestured his hand for her to go first.
"What is it that you are doing?" She asked.
"Ladies go first"
"I believe I am capable of holding this piece of wood by my own. Is this some sort of thing you humans do?" Marylin asked as she stepped out the door way awkwardly followed by Michael behind her.
"It's a good manner for ladies. You've never experienced that before?" Micheal said as they both started walking to the studio at a slow rate.
"Not in any way, No. There is a thing about good manners but only when it comes to verbally not as a gesture just like you are. This is something we don't do often since we are all equal. No matter if you are women or men, there is no need to put one before the other. That is just not right." Marylin replied as she looked ahead. Michael was stunned at her vocabulary. He hasn't heard a girl her age talk in such a formal way yet it was interesting.

"I see. That's a point of view I haven't seen in. We're did you learn this hard vocabulary?" He proceeded to ask.
"And how old are you? I don't remember you telling me-" he was cut off by Marylin speaking.
"You sure do ask a lot of questions don't you Michael? Your much more curious than I thought" she smiled, as he giggled as well.

Soon they arrived to the studio were he introduced everyone to Marylin and back.
"Welcome" Quincy Jones said.
"Greetings" Marylin replied.
For sometime they were talking about how the music should flow and where they should be positioned. Marylin knew more about music than she thought. Everyone was surprised,even her. It was getting late and Marylin knew that 'humans' had a bedtime schedule. Since she was so used to not seeing night, she was a bit uncomfortable and didn't know wether she should go or stay.
"It's getting late, we should all go and leave this for another time we see each other" a producer said as everyone agreed and packed their things.
"Would you like to visit Neverland next week? I'm sure my friends and I would love to have another partner to fight balloons with" Michael asked Marylin.

Partner? Balloons? Fight?.. war?! Oh heck yes! I can't miss out
She thought as she nodded in agreement before leaving back to an apartment she came in.

She went inside and fell asleep in a nice, soft, queen size bed.

A week later...

Marylin made her way to Neverland Ranch, Michaels then home. She was amused at how large and big it was.
"Wow! Although the empire is big, this house is immaculate!" She told herself as she walked to the tall gates where she was greeted by two security men.
"Wha are you?" A man said.
"I'm Mary-..uhm.. Stephanie Smith, older human person. I came here from my journey to see Michael Jackson" Marylin replied as she smiled briefly.
"Oh yes! Michael is waiting for you inside. Let her in!" The man said as the doors slowly opened. She was escorted by two security guards inside where Michael was. She looked around amused as the garden was green and healthy, birds chirped and the sunlight beamed on her skin.
"Fascinating! This is exactly how heaven looks like.. I won't feel homesick anymore" she told herself.
"Sorry ma'am. Did you say something?" One of the men asked.
"Oh no, no I didn't" she replied.

Soon they arrived to the main entrance were there were two stair cases in each side .
Michael hoped down one of the staircases happily as he saw Marylin walk in.
"Steph! I'm glad you came! I can't wait to show you around! Your going to love it!" He said as he hugged her. Mary king wasn't used to the contact and just patted his back not knowing what to do.
As he broke the hug, there were kids coming down the stairs as well. She knew who they were.

Their accusers. They're here. Poor Mike needs saving! I need to get rid of them. But how?
She thought as she glared at the boys.

Micheal looked at her confused as he saw her glare.
"Everything alright Stephanie?" He asked her. Marylin snapped out of her gaze and smiled at Michael as if nothing happened.
"Everything is absolutely fine. You won't have to worry." She said as she gave a small grin to the boys.

She knew she has to do everything in her power to keep him safe.

No matter what.

To be continued...