It Is Meant to Be {MJ Fanfiction}

Going Home/ Funny Encounter

Sierra's POV

I'M DONE! No more touring! I get to go home! I have enough money to retire right now! I'm 29 years old! I won't be doing any touring for quite a while. The plane lands in California.

Janet told me that Michael has a new home. She said he calls it Neverland. I remember the Neverland in Peter Pan so I'm excited to see his version of it.

A year after that terrible incident, Michael and I talked on the phone. I didn't explain what happened, I simply ask for us to remain best friends. He said I'm the closet friend he has ever had and that he won't let anything ruin that.

I hate to say that my heart still beats for him. I'll try and forget it. It should be easy when I see him with Lisa. Easy for my heart to let go, but hard for my eyes to see.

Janet greets me at the airport. She's jumping up and down in excitement. I run over to her and hug her.

"I've missed you so much!!"

She says, "I've missed you more!"

We separate. I pick up my bags and walk with Janet to the car. She says,

"What? No concert tomorrow? "

"No! No concert tomorrow. I'm home! "

We laugh. Halfway there, Janet says,

"Michael is performing at a fancy banquet for some celebrities. There's no real occasion. Just a very uptight fancy formal party. Oh, and Scot and Shanone are there too. For support."

I giggle. "What are they doing at one of those? I guess I'll have to stop by and say hello."

Janet says, "You want to go home and change first? "

I say, "Nope. These are the perfect clothes to crash a party."

Janet smiles.

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We arrive at the party. I'm wearing dark fit jeans and a black V-Neck shirt. I have on a brown leather jacket that goes down to my mid torso.

Janet has a dress on because she was planning on coming here anyway. We go inside. I whisper to Janet,

"Go ahead and go to Scot and Shanone. I'll meet you over there."

She nods. She walks casually to Scot and Shanone. They smile and greet her. I bend down so no one could see me. The place is dimly lit. I wait until I hear someone say,

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Michael Jackson. "

There was a calm clap. Scot, Shanone, and Janet clapped like they were crazed fans. Gosh I love them.

This crowd's energy is horrible. A bunch of stuck up celebs. He begins to sing One Day in Your Life. This is my favorite song. I hate that I'm about to mess up his performance.

I sneak over to one of the tables. They don't notice me. I cup my hands on the side of my mouth and yell,

"Take your shirt off!"

Michael looks confused as he continues to sing. I giggle and move to the next table. I do the same, but yell,

"I paid to see some nipples! "

People begin turning their heads to see who it is. Michael begins to recognize my voice. I smirk and move to the next table. I do the same but yell,

"Why are you wearing pants?!"

He tries his best to not laugh. He knows it's me, he just can't see me. I giggle and move to the next table. I can't believe he's still trying to sing. Scot and Shanone know it's me, but they can't find me either. They also can't stop laughing. Janet too.