Michael
Day of Michaela's dance
So after much talking with Whitney we finally decided I would go to my baby dance. The teacher told parents there will be no videotaping or taking pictures of others children.I just made it to Jersey, Whitney call me earlier and said that Michaela does not think I'm coming because I don't like being outside with her. I thought she understood a little why it's difficult being outside with her and her brother and sister. But I guess I'm expecting so much out of my baby girl.
My mother and sisters, Janet and Rebbie are also flying in with me they want to see Mya get ready and go to the dance.
So i'm getting ready at hotel then we're driving to Whitney's house.
"Marc do you have my clothes ready?" I asked my stylist.
"Yeah Mike, you ready or is someone helping you with your hair first?" He asked me.
"My hair is done Marc." I answered him. He came into the room rolling a clothes hanger so that I could get dressed. Then Janet came right behind him.
"Janet." I said.
"What I only want to make sure you look good." She said.
"Well thanks I guess." I told her. I finished getting dressed and mother and Rebbie were waiting in the living room of the hotel room.
"Oh Michael you look sharp." Rebbie told me.
"Thank you. Mother how do I look?" I asked.
"Michael baby you look good. I'm sure Mya will love it." She said. I helped my mother up and we all went to downstairs out the back entrance with my bodyguards to the car and we're on our way to Whitney's house.
When we got to Whitney's house I was so nervous. I am taking my baby girl, my first born to her first Father Daughter dance.
Whitney came and knocked on the car window and that's when I realized I was still sitting in the car.
"You and your daughter are too much alike." She said as I stepped out the car.
"Why you say that?" I asked her as we walked to the front door.
"She in her room talking about your not coming and how she don't want to go, and I come and to find you and you still in the car." She said.
We passed Bobby sitting on the couch talking to Rebbie. He gave me a head nod.
"How you doing Bobby?" I asked him.
"From the looks of it better than you Mike." He said as he continued down his beer.
We got upstairs to where Mya's room was I heard my mother and Janet talking to her.
"Are you sure my daddy coming?" She asked someone.
"Yes baby he wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world but her with you." Mother answered. Then I heard Mama Cissy voice.
"Come on in here to the bathroom let's wipe them tears away. You too pretty to be crying." Mama Cissy said and I heard shuffling, I took that as my cue to go in.
Whitney opened the door and went with them to the bathroom as I stood at the now opened door waiting for them to step out with Mya.
"Bobbi Kris you happy to see you little sister go to her first dance?" Janet asked her asked while she was sitting on her lap on the bed.
"Yes my Sissy look pretty." She said then she waved at me as she sat back on Janet as Janet had her arms wrapped around her small body.
My mother was sitting in a rocking chair nodding and smiling at me as I stood at the room door.
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FanfictionThis is about Whitney Houston and Michael Jackson love child... Michaela Willow Houston Jackson