I was wondering if Michael had had a private life unknown to everyone, starting from teenage time, ending beyond his death. Here it is the result.
The hottest parts can be found from the seventh chapter on wards. In the end a touching surprise.
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The collaboration with the Jacksons continued, while signals by Michael for me, zero.
I was still quite scared of him and things got worse as I realized that, in addition to always being well dressed, he had large shoulder and narrow pelvis, despite his thinness. You could faint. Unfortunately or fortunately it seemed that he still did not notice me.
He had always the bodyguards around him every day, at the begin and at the end of school.............. what an excessive need................ he wasn't a superstar either.
Despite I tried, shyly, to watched him, there was no response from him. One day I had enough, because I still liked him but I didn't know what to do, I thought it was time to be distracted by other things.
For example that guy that always greeted me at the end of lessons, actually, I wasn't interested on him, but what was I supposed to do? I started to reply at his greets, so one day he tried to start off a conversation with me asking if I would like to join the party organized by him. While we were speaking about it, from far away, I caught Michael staring at me with what it looked like a bad gaze, without realizing that I saw him.
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As soon as he noticed it he looked away and walked away. I was furious, why that behavior? What did it mean? The first thing in my mind was "jealousy", but, not, it couldn't have been, he didn't even see me. Anyway at the end of the school day, I tried to find him and I was lucky: a moment before bodyguards picked him, I could talk to him with rage in my voice and in my face. When I called him he spun around almost frightened.
Leonie: " may I ask you something Michael?"
Michael: " hi Leonie, sure, tell me"
Leonie: " why did you stare at me in that way earlier?"
Michael: " what, when?"
Leonie: " earlier, during the break"
Michael: " I haven't stared at you"
Leonie: " Oh really? And why did people tell me you like me? Is this the way you use to have fun in America? Making a foul out of foreigner like me?"
Michael: " I really don't know what you're talking about"
Leonie: " they told me you like me"
Michael: " who? No I don't know anything about it"
Leonie: " ........well, bye.........."
I went away quickly, angrier than before. Once again the confirmation that I was too stupid and that he didn't care about me. How could I have been so idiot?
I waited my driver Travis to take me home. I spent the rest of the day crying in the gardeners' shed, without doing my schoolwork. Every time I felt down I went in the gardeners' shed, if there was nobody inside.
