Michael Jackson Imagines

The Bad Boy (Part 1)

Imagine that you were a new student at your new high school. You were a bit nervous since the school had a bad reputation.

You were wandering through the halls trying to find your locker when you bumped into a girl. She was stunned for a second.

"Hey! Watch where you're- Wait a second. You're the new girl aren't you?" she asked you and you nodded your head.

"Well I'm Amaris. Im one of the school representatives here at Jackson Prep. Need any help?"

"Im YN. And yes I need some help. Im completely lost and the campus is big as hell," you said and she smiled.

"That's what Im here for. Let's be friends?" Amaris asked you and you smiled. "Sure!"

She showed you all around the campus until you came across a group of guys huddled up on the field. You motioned at what was happening. Amaris noticed.

"Oh. That's the N.W.A. gang. Don't ever fuck with them. Trust me, anyone who did isn't here anymore if you caught my drift," she said and one of the guys made eye contact with you.

You turned your head away and soon heard voices getting louder and louder near you. Amaris was explaining the fastest ways to certain buildings until one of the guys from the gang walked up from behind and scared Amaris. You didn't even flinch.

"Looks like we got new meat here Amaris," the guy said. You just looked at him with an unamused look on your face.

"Who's your friend here Am?" another one of the guys said.

"Eazy this is YN. YN this is Earl but we call him Eazy," Amaris said and he bit his lip. Until the other man spoke.

"Better watch yourself Eazy. We all know what happened last time you did that shit," the tall guy said and Eazy stayed silent.

"And who are you?" You said, flashing him a raised eyebrow and you crossing your arms across your chest.

"Im Michael and you got a lot of guts talking to a gang banger like me with that attitude," Michael said while walking over to you.

"That's because I'm not a little pussy like all the other people you fuck around with," you said and Michaels gang oohed.

"That's because they learned the hard way. And you can too," he said and you stepped close to him so you were chest to chest with him. The squad stayed oohing and getting crazy.

"I don't need to learn that shit. Im not a little bitch like you anyways," You said and everyone stayed silent after that.

Michael pulled a gun out of his pocket and he smirked.

"If Im a little bitch, then let's see how you take this bullet to your brain," and aimed it for your head.

Little did he know that you were ready for anything. You pulled your gun out of your sweater and he smirked.

"How about this bullet go up your ass?" You took the gun off of the safety setting and he smirked.

"You got guts girl. Ill spare you for now. Better watch your back," he said and put the gun back into the pocket of his buckled jacket.

"Better watch yours," you said and twirled with the gun around your finger. "Badasses like me don't need to watch for shit."

Michael raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms. "Feisty yet tough. Just the way I like them."

You smirked at him as if he was amusing you. "Well then. If you like them feisty then what else do you like from them?"

"Sexiness. And clearly I see what I want when I want it," Michael sais evilly and Eazy widened his eyes at what was happening. Everyone around you two were.

"Oh really.. Keep dreaming loverboy," You said and walked away leaving everyone stunned.

Is it just me or does John Stamos (Uncle Jesse) in the early episodes of Full House remind you of Michael in the Bad era? I literally spent 15 minutes looking at their hair and it hit me. Damn Michael! Gawdamn...