Noelani opening her eyes slowly, she sees the bright sunny New York day shine down into her beautiful full city viewed home. As she hears to knocks on her door she stretches and hops out of bed quickly, feeling her long black curls trail down where her back dimples are.
"Who is it?" I say, opening the door slowly before seeing my assistant. It's fucking 1 o'clock in the morning, what the hell does she want. "Seriously your not dressed yet, you have a meeting" she says attitude and all causing Noelani to roll her eyes.
"Can you please just, shut the hell up" I snap back and go back in the room to do the usual morning routine. As she brushes her hair, staring into the mirror she notices more freckles starting to spread on her cheeks more then it already is. Walking out, and picking out a simple tight dark blue spaghetti strap with black fitted pants that fit her curvy body in all the right places.
Slipping on some strappy heels, she grabs her clutch and walks out the door to meet her assistant in the car. What a wonderful life am I right? She thinks.
Ha.
No, it isn't.
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Hearing my heels click every time I walk I roll my eyes, they expect me to show up here on a Saturday? What the hell do I look like, seriously its fucking 2011 not 1989.
"Hello Mrs.Dulce this is Victoria Secret, there here to talk about the modeling show on Monday" the women on the left of me says and I nod.
I've always wanted to do this as a little girl, I even remember asking my mom if I could model because I wanted to feel beautiful.
Shortly though, I did realize modeling isn't beauty at all. In reality, I barely eat and my body isn't that right either to myself, I have enough breast size to get cleavage that's for damn sure, and I guess you could say I'm skinny but my ass is a handful and I'm starting to just down on my body.
"I'm in, can I just go home and sleep away" I say shoving out of my throat as they all laugh. Waking out of that quick meeting I go into the car and just stare out the window.
I just wish that I wasn't as along as I am, in all honesty I know I don't like people. I'm not even open like that, but I do want friends sometimes, just thinking of this sounds funny and makes me laugh. What the hell am I saying, I can be alone and walk around my house naked.
Walking inside after a quick ass day I turn on the light and turn around to lock the door. Sighing deeply I turn off the straps and hold them in my hand as I walk up the stairs.
Going into the bathroom I play music on the speaker to soothing beats and take off all of my cloths. Stepping into the shower I shove my hair under the shower-head and take in all the warm water.
It has been hectic lately, I just need to smoke some weed. Smiling because I know I have a jar of dank I quickly wash my body and hair then step out to wrap the towel around my body. My baby hair wrapping around my face as the cool air from the bedroom hits my body as I instantly.
Putting on my blue silk shorts and a tank to only because I'm feeling like a bum. Putting on black socks and putting my hair in a bun, I feel curly strains coming down on my face.
Walking down to the steps, I turn towards the kitchen and my eyes pop out of my head. As it's already dim I see a figure and I instantly grab the bat in the corner of the stair case. Walking up to the figure the sound of an alarm comes on and the figure turns around only for me to scream.
"WHAT THE THE HELL IS THIS" I say screaming my lungs out, this isn't possible.
"Wait I don't know whe-"
"YOUR NOT REAL, YOUR NOT REAL" I keep repeating, then grip the baseball bat tighter.
"Please miss" he says and my heart drops, tears pouring out of my eyes as my throat starts to hurt due to the screaming.
"YOU CANT BE MICHAEL, YOU CANT BE MICHAEL JACKSON" I scream and my face because pale.
What the hell is going on, and am I dreaming. Pinching myself I look up at his bambi like eyes and a smile creeps up on my face.
"Hi I'm Michael Jackson and I have no idea where I am, and you are?"
"I'm Noelani, and your not real" I say as I get closer to him, dropping the baseball bat.
"I have no idea how I got here but where am I?" He says and I respond quickly as I can.
"Your in the year 2011 and this is New York, city of lights" I say while smirking and he chuckles.
"Wow, this looks beautiful" he says walking around more, this is so fucking crazy. Michael Jackson is in my house and is here with me, actually alive. Thinking about what happened to him tears start to brim my eyes and I quickly shake them away.
"So, tell me about myself since this is like the future, do I make more music? Do I stop? Oh, do I have any children. God I love children. " he says and I laugh, this is so fucking cute.
"Well, your Michael Jackson and I can't answer that" I say smiling and he looks at me in awe like form.
"Wow" is all he says and walks back towards me.
"I remember I was just about to sleep since I have a short film tomorrow and I see this man pop up in my room. Then he just starts talking about all of this nonsense, it was crazy actually. He said "the world needs change, make it happen" and then I closed my eyes, as I woke up boom I'm here" he says and I take it all in.
Opening the fridge I grab strawberries and a bowl before I dump them and wash to eat. "So what do you do for a living" Michael says and I look up at him.
"Modeling" I say nonchalant like and his eyes widen but then quickly go back down.
As he reaches for a strawberry I look up at him before smirking again and eating one myself.
Michael
Oh my God, what the hell happened to me and how did I end up in this women's home. In all honestly though she is beautiful, no wonder she's a model, and from what I saw her body is bangin too.
Grabbing strawberries I look at her and study her quickly before she looks up at me and notices, her freckles a dark brown as her honey, or should I say tan like skin beaming off of her.
Her lips are full while her eyes are big, full with mystery but passion also.
Noelani
He's beautiful and I can't stop looking at him, I mean can you blame be he's been dead for two years. Then he just pops up at my house? What kind of shit is that.
Should I even tell him he's dead? God no, that would break his big heart, Noelani just make peace, be nice for once my voice says and I roll my eyes.
"Michael would you wanna watch a movies?"
This is gonna be a long night, lord help me not loose my cool.
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Thank you for reading the first chapter! There's a lot more to come into the book but I hope you enjoyed! xoxo
