Cause you're the one for me.

Part1*Liliana'sPOV*

The children grabbed their bags and approached me. One kid even held his sticky hand out and grabbed my skirt , leaving trails of white PVA glue. I sighed and smiled at them sweetly, ushering them out one by one.
As the bell chimed , i closed the door behind me and groaned.
" finally another day finished"
I started to pack up the books and toys they left behind.
" Lil! " Joanne screamed, bursting through the door.
I jumped, dropping the toys and paint brushes in my arms.
" what the hell " i hissed.
" Forget all that , guess who's coming this Friday to our school" she squeaked.
" I don't know but at least who ever this person is wont get glue and paint all over their arms" I sighed, bending down.
" Michael Jackson is coming to visit"
I froze.
" what ? What you talking about? "
" Michael frikin Jackson!"
" as in THEE Michael Jackson" I choked.
She nodded her head , her lips pressed together,she was even bigger fan than me
" Lils,this is my chance , I might even be able to impress him" she squeaked. She sucked her stomach in.
" Do i look sexy ?" She said turning round, showing her round bottom.
" Your fine" i said rolling my eyes and stacking the books up.
My heart thumped. I've always wanted to meet him. His music , his work inspires me and for someone like me, who grew up with his music, this is actually a dream come true.
" are you listening to me?"
I spun round and stared at her blankly
" huh? Oh yeah yeah I was listening" i mumbled.
"We need to figure out what to wear"
" you do know he's only coming here for the children right?" I said raising my eyebrows.
" Forget these children- I'm gonna be a star" she wept. She bounced in excitement, her chest slightly bouncing.
" I guess someone hasn't heard the song Dirty Diana" I said agitated, turning back to the book shelf.
" what? Of course i have - what do you mean?"she babbled.
I smirked as she gasped.
" You calling me A groupie ! " she exclaimed.
" nooooo... Are you waiting for him backstage?" I said turning round clutching pack of books.
She stared at me in fury.
" I'm not" she hissed.
" what ever you say- Diana" I giggled, walking out the classroom.