I hope you guys are enjoying the story, although it might be boring in the beginning, just keep reaaaading !!!!!!! and these aren't the actual tour dates, btw.
Michael
" Dear Michael .
I never really liked you- "
and letter number 23 was dumped in the trash.
I have been reading or midway reading through the letters that have been and never ceased to being sent .No pictures had been sent so far, which sucks. The traveling in airplanes & the touring buses is really overwhelming, as well ad my rude brothers. I decided to take out a few notes out and became addicted over night. There were the varieties of teens who disliked me , those who were fans of mine , and of course, those who didn't even know of me. I walked over to the bed and had decided to take a nap; I'm starting to think this tiresome day is taking a toll on me.
It was dark and humid outside. I could see a blinking street light in the distance. A soothing warm breeze blew past me as I felt the legs of my bridges flap along with my hair. I couldn't move my feet, I was cemented to the street. Paralyzed. I looked around and saw a familiar neighborhood.
There was something or . . . someone working it's - their way toward me. As it got closer, I noticed it was a female, a girl,or a woman. The way the brightness from the street light caused a shadow to seep upon her figure.
It was mystifying , but sexy as well . Her curly hair was swaying , and I could hear the click clacking of the hills that fitted her feet, hitting the black street.I yearned for her to come closer, as if she belonged to me.
Then she swiftly stopped. Her dress was twinkling and showed off a glowing flare. The temperature began to cool down, the wind blowing slower and cooler.
She was only a few feet away. I still couldn't completely get the image of her face no matter how much I strained my eyes to see .
I internally fought with my self to move closer, but nothing worked. I wanted to reach out and grab hold of her, bring her close to me; although, I didn't even take heed to the fact that i didn't even know her.
I was attracted to her. I could feel the heat between us. And as she stood there, I could tell she wondered who I was, and that we were in the same position.
"Michael , get up ! It's an hour till' show time, boy . It ain't no time for you to be sleepin' ! " Joseph's voice woke me from the mystery dream I was having. I didn't know whether to call it a nightmare or what . It was quite bittersweet.
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"WAS'SUP TRENTOOON, NEW JERSEY?!" Randy's enthusiastic voice yelled into the mic as he ran to center stage. I could see the variety of colored lights flowing down upon the screaming audience of thousands of fans. Randy was getting them hype as we were waiting for our cue. Beautiful faces were everywhere; I loved how this music brought together different races, especially during this time. It's an amazing experience. Enchanting.
As soon as the lights cut off , we knew to head center stage to a glowing green 'X'. Smoke started heaving from smoke machines at the edge of the stage as a familiar beat to 'Beat It'. The lights shot on as sparks began to fly as if they were rocket fireworks. The rest of the performance went smoothly as it usually did, and afterwards we headed to a restaurant called 'Franscisco's. I secluded myself from the rest of the guys, as I did whenever I had the chance. I made sure that this was going to be the last tour that I ever would participate in with my brothers. We had tension ever since I had made a statement about not performing any of the songs from the album. I love them dearly, but I cannot deal with them anymore. We were all too different.
Jasmine
Date: 6/2/84
Time: 6:23 P.M
3rd day of the last week of school is over.
I was headed toward my house and saw Daniel's car parked outside on the curb. I wonder what he wants now. I walked to the door , & pulled out my key to open the door, waiting for Daniel to get out of his car. I turned around to look , and saw him through his windshield. I squinted my eyes to see clearer from the sun that was dawning on my face. He just sat there, staring at me, his teeth stabbing into his bottom lip. It wasn't a normal stare either. It was more vicious than anything ; as if he wanted something from me. I knew this was a moment for me to lock the door, and that's exactly what I did. I looked through the window to see him opening the driver side door, his eyes never leaving the front door. He was heading up the drive way. That gave me time to run upstairs before he tried anything. I didn't want anything to happen to me, even though I had already locked the - that's when I heard a door being opened.What door did he - "damn, the back door." I forgot how I'd always leave a the back door unlocked, and he knew that I did. "Shit!"I whispered to myself , hearing foot steps coming up the stairs. I don't even know why I'm hiding in the first place, that's just what my instincts told me. I hid under my bed, knowing that he was able to come right in since Mama doesn't like locked doors.
"Jas," He said closing the door. I saw his shoes heading towards the bed. He sat right on it, not even bothering to look for me. I might be overreacting, seriously. I slowly crawled from under the bed so noise wasn't made, trying to act as if I was looking for something.
He started chuckling humorously, causing me to turn my head in his direction. He saw me ."Yeah, Daniel" I said, I didn't think it was funny. How is this guy going to stare at me through the glass shield of his car like he wanted to cause disruption & come up in here laughing . Chulo got some problems, man.
He turned towards me and looked at me with a devious smirk on his face,"Why were you hiding, baby girl?" He said, continuing to smirk. "I wasn't hiding, I was just... looking for a shoe."I said, embarrassed.I looked up at him as he got up and walked towards me.He was really close."I know you were hiding, you ain't gotta lie, ma," he brought his hand up and placed it on my cheek, "you ain't gotta lie." he repeated, his lips slowly closing the space between us. I felt his warm minty breath seeping through my nostrils as our lips touched. I never thought that this would ever happen between us again and that's why I pulled away from him. His eyes stayed closed while I began to watch him for a moment."Kiss me," he said as his eyes fluttered open."kiss me," he said once more grabbing hold of my waist and bringing me closer. I hesitated, I was afraid to speak."I can't, Daniel. I really ca-" "Why the hell not ?"he shouted in my face. I could see his veins in his neck as he became enraged. "What you mean, 'why the hell not', I can't kiss you Daniel. I'm not ready for this again! Stop shouting in my in my damn face!" He looked me up and down and pushed me towards the wall and held my arms above my head. I was scared, but I tried not to let it show. "Don't play hard to get wit' me, ma," his voice went from angered to calm in an instant."I don't like hard to get. Like i said before, I know you still love me, and you know what?" He said looking down upon me. My heart was pounding, and I could tell that he already knew that I was afraid. He was acting just as he was when he had first came to my door. His bipolar attitudes are beginning to scare me. I looked up at him, "what, Daniel?" He smirked again,"I still love you." He slowly pulled my arms down and softly rubbed them up and down. I never would have thought that this could have happened. Him holding me like he once did, kissing me like he used to. Placing his lips upon my forehead, he released my arms and turned to walk out of my room.I don't know what to think of what just happened.
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