The Neighbor

Chapter Seven: Wet Dreams

Jubalee set her alarm for 5:30. It went off and scared the shit out of Michael. He was a light sleeper and somewhat sensitive to loud noises...

"OOOH SHIT!" Michael yelled and jumped. Jubalee damn near died. "HUH? WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL?!" She said, as she quickly sat up. Michael grabbed his chest and slumped back on the chair. "Oh lord...I-I'm sorry, it's just that your alarm scared me a bit..." He said, trying to catch his breath. Jermaine and Bernice didn't wake up for some reason. "What the hell...pass me Jermaine's phone JJ." Michael laughed. Bernice was basically sleeping on Jermaine like a baby! Jubalee laughed and passed Michael Jermaine's phone. She noticed Michael knew Jermaine's lock code and she got a little curious, not to mention, she was disparate for a conversation. She loved talking to Michael. He was a bit...different, but, he was a pretty laid back and honest guy. She liked that...

"Uh, Michael, don't mean to be nosy, but...how do you know his lock code?" JJ asked. Michael took a picture of Bernice and Jermaine and set it as Jermaine's lock screen before he replied. "Well...Marlon's dumb ass was caught watching porn by momma, so, after she prayed for him and whipped his ass, we all had to change our lock codes to the same thing so she could do random history searches. 2302 is all our pass codes now. If we change it, we lose our phones and we probably would catch hell from Dad. But see, what they don't realize...I clear my history when I'm done you know... doing what single guys do to stay satisfied. She thinks I'm innocent when it comes to that type of thing but nah. I watch it too." Michael laughed. Jubalee looked at him in awe. She never EVER in a million years would think Michael was THIS type of guy! She's learned that his body count is three and he watches porn! Who was this man dressed as Michael Jackson?! "What? Never hear of a guy keeping himself happy before?" Michael laughed. "I am a man, and I have needs. Point blank." Jubalee snapped back to herself and cleared her throat. "I-I should wake them up." Jubalee said. He cheeks were blood red from blushing. Michael sat back and watched Jubalee as she bent over to shake Jermaine and Bernice awake. "Damn..." He whispered to himself, biting his lip.

"Mmmh Jubalee...I had the strangest dream that I was sleeping on top of Jermaine Jackson." Bernice said, still kind of loopy from her medication and still half asleep. Jermaine looked down at her and raised a brow. "How did we get like this?" He asked. Bernice looked up at him and jumped. "HELL NO! THOSE PILLS ARE TOO STRONG! GOT ME HALLUCINATING AND SHIT!" She said, wide eyed. "Calm down B, you're not hallucinating!" Michael laughed. "Bernice quickly sat up and scooted away from Jermaine nervously. "Uh...I'm sorry. I was out of it...didn't mean to bother you. You could've moved me or something." Bernice said rubbing around her injured knee. Jermaine shook his head and smiled. "Nah. He liked that shit." Michael said, being the childish younger sibling that he was. "Shut up Mike. She was tired and I didn't want to bother her, that's all." Jermaine said.

Bernice had opened up the chocolates that Jermaine bought her earlier and was eating them. "...but, I do have a quick question for you B." He smiled and crossed his legs. Jubalee sat Indian style beside Michael on the couch and he leaned over a bit on her legs. "What?" Bernice replied as she took a bite of candy. "Why do you moan and whine in your sleep?" He asked. Bernice burst into a coughing attack and Michael, along with JJ burst out into laughed. "Wet dream perhaps?" Michael laughed. Bernice calmed down and took a deep breath. "First of all, fuck you Michael." She said as she threw a pillow at him and giggled. "...second of all...I don't know Jermaine." She blushed. Jermaine nodded and wiped his chin similar to how Michael wiped his. Must have been hereditary. "Anyway..." Jubalee laughed as she checked her phone. "Oh shit...missed called from mommy...everybody stay quiet." Jubalee instructed as she called her mother back. Her mother called answered almost instantly.

"Hello? Yes Mommy, we're fine. Yes she took her pill. Yes the Jackson's came. What? How long? Pfft. Okay mom. Love you too. Bye." Jubalee hung up her phone. "What's up?" Michael asked. Jubalee signed and hopped off the couch. "My Mom and Dad aren't gonna be here by seven as planed, so they told me to start dinner. Bernice, they said your Dad is gonna be here in like an hour or two." She said, stretching. Michael looked at her and smirked. "Need an help?" Jubalee shook her head. "Thanks Michael, but, you're the guest here and you don't have to help if you don't want to." She said. Michael stood up and adjusted his shirt. "Well, I want to." He walked behind Jubalee into the kitchen and gasp. "Damn...nice set up you got here. I wouldn't mind seeing the rest of the place." He said, still looking around. "No prob, just let me get the pasta boiling and the meat in the oven then I'll give you a mini tour." She winked. Her and Michael washed their hands and began to wash and season the meat.

"Soooo Michael. How is being...you know...famous?" Jubalee asked. Michael shrugged as he washed his hands so he could deal with the noodles. "Not half bad I guess. But, I've been at it since I was a little kid, so I'm pretty much used to it now. I like the attention, but I hate it sometimes because, like I said, I wanna date, but I'm not normal like the other kids around here...and plus, I don't know who to trust! Like, If I date a girl, will she love me for me? Or love what I'm bringing to the table? See what I'm saying? But, other than that, it's cool." He smiled. As he dropped the Pasta in the boiling water. Jubalee placed the meat in the oven and washed her hands. "How is life for you? You seem like you have quite a history with those two jackasses from the court...mind if I know what I've gotten myself into?" He asked. He was talking about Chris and his gang, but mainly the two leaders. Chris and Tyrone. Jubalee nodded and sighed. "Yeah. Chris, the one with the dreads? That's my ex-boyfriend. We broke up because he was demanding and a bit pushy. I didn't like that. He wasn't always like that until he got with Tyrone. Bernice doesn't even really like, know Tyrone, he just really likes her I guess. That's what it seems like." She rolled her eyes. "Well, that meat is gonna take forever in the oven and my mother said she'll make the Alfredo sauce when she gets home, so, wanna see more of the house?" She asked. Michael nodded. Jubalee and Michael walked all over her house and went to every room. Well, almost.

"This is a bad ass place you got here...nice taste. But, where's your room?" Michael asked biting his lip. Jubalee giggled nervously. "Oh yeah, I knew I forgot something..." She lead Michael to her room and opened the door. Michael gasped and giggled a bit. "It's nice...but extremely girly." He nodded as he walked in behind her. He shut the door and Jubalee damn near jumped out of her skin. "Holy hell..." She whispered to herself. Michael turned around and saw all the posters of himself hanging on her wall. Jubalee turned red and covered her face. Michael laughed and put his hands on his hips. "Daaaaamn who is this handsome Devil you got everywhere?" He asked. Jubalee grunted from embarrassment. "Don't be embarrassed JJ. You're a Moonwalker. I expect no less." He said and gently pecked her forehead. Jubalee melted and fell on to her bed...but Michael simply thought she was just having a seat, so, he sat beside her. "You know, you're a pretty cool girl. I've only known you for a few days, but these few days have been...eventful. I think me and you are gonna be the best of friends." He smiled and patted her hand. "That's nice of you to say Michael...and I believe so too."She smiled. Michael then leaned over and gently kissed her cheek. "For being so nice to me...even though I could never be completely understood by you." He said. "What do you mean? I do understand..." She said, tilting her head. Michael got up and walk towards the door. "Trust me, you know nothing...: He walked out and Jubalee followed behind him.

When they got back downstairs, Bernice and Jermaine were laughing at his new lock screen, thanks to Michael. "Really Mike? Really?" Jermaine laughed. The entire room did. "JJ, your mom called and said they should be here soon and that  she'll finish the cooking when she gets here. " Bernice smiled. "Anyway...what were you two doing upstairs?" Bernice asked. "Just talking. I promise." Michael said with a hand over his heart. "Yeah right." Jermaine said, swatting his hand at Michael's statement. "Ahh you hush up Bernice! Having wet dreams and shit!" Jubalee said. "Ooooo!" Michael said, egging JJ on. Bernice blushed and Jermaine laughed. "Leave her alone you guys." He giggled. Then, Michael sat on the floor and said:

"Anywho...until your parents get here, lets play a little game called 'never have I ever' just to get to know each other a little better..."