******Jaz's P.O.V. ******
OMG! OMG! OMG!
Michael just asked me out!
I'm going out with THE Michael Jackson!
I've gotta tell Chania!
Chania is my best friend in the world.
I looked around the resraunt to make sure no one was coming to the counter and ran to the bathroom.
Once I got there, I locked myself in the nearest stall and pulled out my phone.
Chania answered on the third ring .
" Hello? "
she asked.
" Chania! Guess what?! "
I screamed into the phone.
" Calm down girl, what happened? "
" I've got a date! And guess who he is! "
" What? Are you serious? Who is he?! "
" You'll never believe me, but, Michael Jackson! "
I squealed.
Chania was silent.
" Chania? "
I asked.
She suddenly burst out in a fit of laughter.
" Are - Are you for real?! "
she asked, still laughing.
" Yes Chania, it's crazy right? "
" Damn right it's crazy, that's a good one! "
" Chania, I'm serious."
I said.
" What? "
" I really am, you know I wouldn't lie to you. "
" Yeah, and guess what? "
she asked.
" What? "
" I got a date too! "
" Really? Who? "
" Harry Styles! "
she said, bursting out in another fit of laughter.
" Are you really not gonna believe me? "
I asked her quietly.
" Jazzie, that was an awesome joke, it made me laugh and all, but you shouldn't keep this up anymore, so stop trying to get me to believe something that isn't real. "
" It is real! Why won't you just believe me? "
" Jazzie! Enoughs enough! I'm serious, stop it! "
I sighed.
" You're my best friend Chania, for real, believe me. "
I pleaded.
" Whatever."
she said and hung up.
I sighed again and put my head in my hands.
Just then the bathroom door opened.
" Jaz, you in here? "
Megan, the manager, asked.
oh shit......
I stood up, put my phone back in my pocket, and opened the stall door.
" Yep. "
I said, walking out.
