part 1

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i leave the meeting room and go to my office. i cant believe i just agreed to that, i was confident at first but now i don't think i can do alllll this.  well, its too late to back down now. i have to do this. i get my things together and drive home. i take a cool shower and get ready for bed. i lay back and sift through the papers we got at the meeting.

"TARGET: MICHAEL JACKSON" the folder contains all sorts of pictures and a whole biography about him. interviews and everything. i sink into my pillow thinking. i mean....he is really good looking...... i just don't know how I'm gonna pull this off.

He's never been married, just a few girlfriends. Tatum O'neal....Brook Shields... how am i suppose to measure up to Brooke Shields???  then again he's famous,  im sure hes been with many women.. secretly.  im over thinking this.  i turn my light off and try to go to sleep.

The next day i go into work still unable to believe what I'm about to do. i walk straight in and i see Nia. she looks excited.

"Girl, i cant wait for tonight!"

"why it's just another case like any other."  i tryed to play it cool.

"Oh yeah right, you know you're excited, its not just any other case, its thee Michael Jackson."

"and your point is...."

"whatever,you'll see what i mean. you're the lucky one. you get to be all up on him! i'd kill for this chance."

" no one is gonna be all up on him, I'm just gonna do my job and get out of there. don't be so dramatic."

"I'm not, I'm just tellin' it like it is, girl , if you don't know what to do with him, give him to me and i'll show you what to do with him."

i laughed at her. like i would ever go as far as to actually be with him. We walk into the office and Dan tells everyone their positions. tonight me and Nia are suppose to go backstage after Michael's concert and try to be seen. i am not good at this at all. i don't know how we're gonna do this but...i guess we'll see.

That night Nia came over my house to get ready. she looked nice but i had trouble deciding on what the hell i was gonna wear.

"don't worry, i got this." she pushed pass me.

Nia went through my closet and found this burgundy red dress.

"and what about thissss???"

"i don't know.....that's a little revealing.....too much...--

"oh please, this doesn't show enough haha, but it'll do, go put it on now!"

i put on the dress, i gotta admit, it was tight in all the right places.

"girl you look good,now hurry so we can make it in time."

i put on a little flawless makeup and tousled my hair. hmm i do look good. While I'm in deep thought looking in the mirror, Nia bust in.

"okay girl, i looked through the papers and it says we have to be by the back exit by his dressing room when he comes off stage. I'm gonna distract his main body guard while you go in for the kill."

"haha okay"  i laugh nervously.

 "whats your problem?" she looked at me concerned

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