One Day In Your Life

The Vinyl Record

I dried myself and wrapped another towel around my still wet hair, I clumsily got into my slippers and walked off the bathroom for checking my mails.

As I opened it I saw three unseen mails, I hoped for gods sake at least one of them would be from him.
Let's see, I thought as I scrolled through them, A giftcard code from an online shop I use to order, another mail from a friend of mine sending me funny pictures and YES, a mail from Michael.
Exited I opened it.

Dear Diane,

thank you for sending me this mail, and thanks a lot for the birthday wishes, I appreciate it dearly.
Well, it's still summer, at least some kind of... it's warm, if you can say so.
Of course, and I'm looking forward to meet you on your vacations in a few weeks!.
I recently checked my planner and left a notice so we can spend some time together, there're a lot of things I haven't shown you yet.

By the way have you heard of my upcoming album, Bad?.
It's already out in the U.S. and I'm sure it wouldn't be long 'til the release in your country.

I'm looking forward to hear from you.

Love Michael

I felt my grin got bigger with every word I read.
So I opened Google and checked on the news of his album, and exactly.
Album: Bad
Singer/Songwriter: Michael Jackson
Release Date: 31  August

Damn, I thought, how could this information just pass right through me.
Anyway I jumped and got dressed, I needed the album.
So I walked to the parking lot hopped onto my bike and made my way to the next music shop.

"Holy Hell", I breathed with wide eyes as I entered the store.
I've never seen that much amount of people in this tiny place, they basically ripped each other apart just to be one of the first lucky ones to get the album.
What an effect he has on people, I smiled by the thought, if you need an idol than he for sure is the right one, and not just because of his music!

I pushed myself as good as possible through the crowd of blood sucking and punching people.
With a tiny piece of luck I got the last vinyl as all of a sudden a hand from the side grabbed on it forcefully, trying to rip it out of my fingers.
"Hey!", I yelled, "That belongs to me, I touched it first", I shouted angry through clenched teeth.
With a pale face the person stared at me, "Diane?".
I started laughing, "Sina?, what are you doing here?".
"Are you blind sweety, I'm trying to get the new album of your future husband", she cheered letting go of the vinyl record.
I started blushing at what she said.
"I wanted to surprise you with that", she stated.
"You're just too cute", I smiled pushing my way to the counter.
"I thought it would light a little your day, you've just fangirled yourself half dead at the concert and I know how you love the songs", she replied, "For christmas you're getting a life-size cardboard positioner".
"Come on, it's getting ridiculours", I giggled feeling the heat rising on my cheeks.
"I'm gonna wait outside", she waved as I was the next one on the counter.

The cashier grinned at me, "Another obsessed fan?", she chuckled as she looked me up and down noticing my dark curled hair.
"Of course", I said proudly as I handed her the money.
"Good choice", she winked quickly before paying her attention to the next costumer.

Happily I walked out where Sina was already waiting for me.
"Sweety I need to go", she mentioned as she hugged me tight.
"We'll see us?", she questioned.
"Of course, I'm just not quite sure yet, I'll let you know", I smiled and embraced her again.
"Love you, bye", she waved and walked off.

I fixed the record on my carrier and started cycling back home, on my way I bought some food.

Just as I entered the house I put the album in my recorder and started blasting the songs.
At those times I'm pleased that I got no right- next- door neighbours, so I can turn the sound on it's maximus and just drifting off into another world, a world where the music starts and ends the way Michael is singing each word.
A tear made it's way down my face as I just can't stop loving you came on.
Did I ever told him how much he means to me?, the thought popped into my head, leaving the other thoughts numb by it's presence.
Of course it sounds childish and some kind of unreal, we just met each other by chance after the concert, but no one can take the days we spend together.

In the evening after hitting the replay button the fifth time I closed my eyes as Liberian Girl played me into a deep sleep.