*****Jaz's POV*****
" What the hell? " I yelled and turned around.
My heart stopped when I saw who it was.
" I can't believe you'd go out with this fugly bitch. " Ashley said to Michael.
" What is your problem Ashley?" Michael asked her, surprising everyone at the table, especially me and Ashley.
" Excuse me?! " she screamed.
" You're always fucking with her! There's nothing wrong with her, you're just being a bitch! " he said.
My eyes widened.
" Michael, it's okay! Please stop it! " I yelled.
He looked at me, and then back at Ashley.
" If you have a problem, talk to me, and leave Jaz alone. She's a very beautiful woman, and she dosen't deserve half the shit you put her through!" he said, stood up and stared to walk away. After he had walked a few feet, he turned around and looked at me.
" Aren't you coming?" He asked.
I smilled and got up, walking to him.
He grabbed my hand and walked away from the table.
I looked behind me at Ashley and smirked.
Score one for Jazzie!
We walked out of the cafiteria, and all the way to the front of the school.
" Where are we going Michael? " I asked.
" To my place. " he said, as if it were obvious.
" What?! But it's the middle of school, we can't just leave!"
I said, and stopped walking.
Michael rolled his eyes and dragged me to the front doors.
" Jaz, we're going, you've already had enough crap today, and I've got to get you cleaned up. "
I smilled an unsure smile. I've never skipped school before, but if Michael wanted me to go, then I'm going.
I smilled and nodded. He smilled and led me outside to a motorcycle.
Michael handed me a helmet, put on one of his own, and got on the bike.
I stood there with my mouth open, and Michael turned around and looked at me.
" Come on! " he said.
Why does Michael have to do everything I don't want to.
I didn't want to seem scared again, so I reluctantly put on the helmet and sat behind him, as far away as I could get so he wouldn't feel uncomfortable.
" Girl, you're gonna have to get closer than that. " he said laughing.
He grabbed my butt and pushed me closer to him.
I gasped.
" Ok, now put your arms around me. " he said.
Now this I didn't mind doing.
I wrapped my arms around his waist and he started the mororcycle.
" Hold on tight! " he yelled and drove away.
I screamed and tightened my arms around his waist.
Michael laughed again and sped up.
I punched his chest and let out a giggle.
As we pulled up to Michael's house, I gasped.
This is a mansion! I guess that does make sense, since he's Michael Jackson, but still, this is huge!
He stopped the motorcycle and helped me get off.
As we walked inside, Michael grabbed my hand and led me up to a bedroom.
" Is this yours? " I asked.
His bedroom is half the size of my whole house!
He smilled and nodded.
" You like it? " he asked.
" Michael I love it! It's huge! " I exclaimed.
He laughed and walked to his bathroom.
" Am I that funny? " I asked, giggling.
" You're hilarious. " he said sarcasticly, sitting me down on the toliet.
" Ok, take off your shirt. " he said.
I stared at him with my mouth agape.
He put his finger under my chin and closed my mouth.
" I'm kidding girl! Unless you want to. " he said and winked at me.
I blushed.
As much as I wanted to, I can't, I should clean up myself, by myself.
" Um, no, I can do this by myself." I said.
" If you say so. " he said and walked out the door.
I sighed and got undressed, and them stepped into the shower.
I quickly washed off so I could get back to Michael.
I wrapped a towel around me and realized that I don't have any clothes to wear.
" Um, Michael! " I called.
A few seconds later, he opened the door and poked his head in.
Once he saw that I wasn't naked, he walked in and looked me up and down.
" Um, Michael, I don't have anything to wear." I said, blushing.
" Don't worry about it, I'll find you something, follow me. " he said.
I followed him out of his room and to his closet.
he threw a pair of boxers, a t shirt, and a pair of sweat pants to me.
" Sorry, I don't got a bra for you girl. " he said, grinning at me.
" Um, that's okay, I got it. " I said and walked back into the bathroom, making sure to close the door a behind me.
I quickly got dressed and put my clothes into my back pack.
I walked back into Michael's room and dropped my bag onto his floor.
" Mmm girl, did you use my shampoo? " Michael said from behind me, making me jump.
" I didn't have anything else to use. " I said and shrugged.
" I guess I really do smell good. " he said smirking.
I was about to say something back, but then we heard the front door slam.
" Michael?!" an adult man's voice yelled.
" Shit.... dad. " said Michael, with a scared look on his face.
