I wake up to a door closing, making me immediately jump up.
"What the fuck??"
I look around tiredly yet alerted at the same time, scratching my head. I look in front of my feet, and down upon a white note that has gold cursive writing on it.
To: Y/N L/N 💛
I stare at it for a bit and once I have the balls to open it, I flip open the note
An invitation.
"YOU ARE ANNUALLY INVITED TO MICHAEL JACKSON'S NEW YORK MASQUERADE PARTY! Dress in your best party clothes as we go from the 50's to the 80's!"
I almost choke at the cheesy invitation and read the fine print below the big bold text
"party at 7:40 PM .. dress formal! ~J"
I sigh and get out of my bed, setting the invitation propped up on my night stand.
"Looks like I'll have to call my manager for this one.. I ran out of cute dresses to wear.. ughh.."
I sluggishly make my way over to the hotel phone and dial the number to my manager and wait for him to pick up. My god how he takes forever to answer the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey Brad, give me your fanciest dress for a masquerade by 6. I got invited to a a friends party tonight. Formal, but not TOO formal."
"Sure thing, be' there at 6."
I hang up the phone and check the time on the clock on my nightstand.
3:00 PM
"You've gotta be fucking kidding me.."
I immediately set an alarm on my clock for 6:00 and hop on in the shower to wake myself up and get ready.
While I'm the shower I have came up with the most brilliant plan in the earth. I'm not going to go as myself.. it's disguise time. When I get out of the shower I call my manager back to tell him to get me a wig.
6:00 soon rolls along, I had worked on my eye makeup; A bold eye look. Someone knocked on my door and I open it, my manager holds out a dress to me and a bag I'm assuming with the wig in it.
"Thank you so much Brad, I couldn't thank you enough.."
Brad smiles and puts his hand on the door knob, closing it as he talks
"No need to thank me! Now, go get ready and kill it at this masquerade. I will talk to you later darling."
Brad closes the door and I take everything in the bathroom and get ready.
I walk out and look in the big mirror I have outside my bathroom
"Fuck yeah.."
I turn around and smirk at myself and the dress, this dress fits my body so well and brings out my curves. I wrap my mask strap around my head and then go into the bathroom to fit this wig on.
"You've gotta be kidding.. a long BLONDE wig???"
I sigh and put my hair in the wig cap that came in the bag and put on the wig
Front lace wigs aren't my forte but to make it look better I put a little ponytail up at the top.
I walk out of the bathroom and walk over to my telephone to order a limousine to pick me up and drop me off.
I look at the time
6:45
Tonight's going to be an interesting night. Michael will be easy to recognize, what man will have black and long curly hair?? Nobody but Michael. Who knows.. maybe he dragged that bitch with him, or the other way around.. tonight's gonna be my time to investigate what's really going on here.
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🔥AUTHORS NOTE🔥
Hey y'all, I decided to take another hiatus from this book to plan some further chapters and focus on what's more important in my life right now. As you all know, school is my number one priority, I really had to boost my grades up so I can skip a grade (which I did!) and so I can graduate. Luckily I boosted up my grades a shit ton and now I'm onto my next grade. Don't worry y'all, I didn't forget about you or this story.. I just needed some time. The next time I'm on a long hiatus just please know I didn't forget about you or this story. But HOLY SHIT 18K READS??? I nearly choked on my water I was drinking when I checked on this story.I will try to get the next chapter up by tomorrow afternoon ♥️
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