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1980

The feeling of being on tour was everything imaginable. It felt unbelievably amazing. Although as I was now twenty one years old I my outfit designing became more like an...adult I would say. Higher heels, more glam...was different for me--I was always was the goodie goodie. It felt good to be a mature adult; I made my own decisions for my career. I was going down my own path and putting myself to the test.
The few months I spent I rehearsed and rehearsed. And it ended being a sweet succes. But as soon as I got tied into this tour, my whole past went away as well, which was kinda sad.
I became more and more love sick...feeling lonely. Nobody was there but stern-faced motionless Bill, my bodyguard and my manager who was flying all over the place all the time. I missed Michael even though we hadnt been apart for even a year.
I remember my first performance and looking at the screaming fans with their signs yelling, " We love you, Jennifer!!!" singing along with every word they knew by heart...Dancing and singing my heart out.
I suddenly noticed a pitch change as I was singing. My voice got a bit lower and it sounded more professional as I hit the long tricky notes--it sounded more At first I thought it was wierd but I just went with it.

When the song finished, I ended in a final pose. With my backup dancers, lights and live music--All I wanted to do was watch it on TV.
" Thank you," I spoke through the microphone in my hand. It was dazzled in crystals.

I breathed so hard walking off stage and I was sweating like crazy. That performance was four hours of nonstop dancing. " Jeni, you're done for the night. Get to your hotel, relax for a bit wash up then get a good night sleep."
" Okay, Will do." I assured, walking to the limo outside." [Jens tour is first taking place in Tokyo, Japan]
All the fans and paparazzi were waiting outside of the stadium, waiting for me to appear. When I did, fans screamed and shouted out my name in Japanese. It was cute seeing two teenage japanese girls with t-shirts with my face on it. I gave them a wink and headed for the limo door.

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