This was requested by MJstan1987 so I hope you enjoyyyyy gurlll🥰 And I also wanted to say that in no way I am hating or against Michael Jackson. I adore and respect him. I use the stupid and ignorant name 'Wacko Jacko' just to worsen the situation. I am totally against this name.
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Y/Ns POV
I was currently packing my back because I was going to a sleepover at Hayvenhurst. Yes, I am in contact with the worlds most famous music family, the Jacksons. I became so lucky because Janet and me are in the same college. My parents are very wealthy which gives me the opportunity to be at such an expensive college. We are the kind of seventeen year old bestfriends on collage every little girl dreams about to be.
I checked the time: 5:13 pm. I was supposed to be there at 6 pm what shouldn't be a problem. I'm perfect in time! I zipped my back close, at that time I heard the limousine outside honking. Janet always let a limousine pick me up kind of as a joke, I guess. But with Janet you never know.
„Just in time." I stated happily to myself and walked out of my room.
„Mom, I'm going to have a sleepover with Janet at Hayvenhurst. I'll be back Wednesday at 1 pm. I'll be staying three days at Hayvenhurst." I informed my mother.
„Wait honey!" she replied and hurried out of the kitchen.
She hugged me very tight and after a few seconds she let go.
I was on my way outside when I heard her yell to me.
„Greet Katherine from me!" she added.
„I will mom!" I responded.
I chuckled at the thought of how much Katherine and my mum liked each other.
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As the limousine came to a stop I wanted to open the door and as soon as I did so Janet came running to me with open arms and a huge smile on her face.
„Y/NNNNNN!!!" she shouted with so much joy in her voice.
„Hey Jan!" I answered while she was hugging me very tight, almost choking me.
When she let go she looked me straight into the eyes and had a mischievous grin on her face.
„Oh god, what are you up to girl?" I asked her a bit frightened.
