Lizzie was brushing her beautiful hair while she was singing the songs of Michael Jackson
- And If I stop Then tell me just what will I do, 'cause I just can´t stop loving you Michael...
She was so excited, that night she will finally go to a King of Pop concert, all thanks to Angela. They had never gotten along, but in a month, she will become the wife of her brother, her only family.
The phone rang and Lizzie ran to it, banging her hip on the table.
"Hello?" Said while holding her side.
"I´ll be there in a few minutes, I want you ready, and Angela is waiting for us there okay?" Said James, her brother, and hung up.
Lizzie ran to her room, took her shirt with a picture of Michael Jackson printed on it, she almost forgot the poster she made for the occasion and it said "I love MJ."
She ran down the stairs of the building, she only had time to put on a jacket.
They went to the concert. Angela got places in front of the stage. Lizzie looked at the place; she could not believe that in a few minutes she would see the love of her life a few yards away.
"Angela ... I ... don´t ... I do not know how to thank you." Lizzie began to say.
"There is nothing to thank Elizabeth." Angela curtly replied, with a smile.
Michael made his appearance on stage, people went crazy, screaming, jumping, crying, and he gave magic and life to the place.
"I love you!" Michael said and the people shouted, then he shouted louder-Hee Hee! - And people chanted a hee-hee too.
Aooow! - Michael yelled and he began to dance and sing like he always did.
Lizzie could not be more excited, she asked James if she could climb on his shoulders, her brother was strong and she was thin so there wasn´t problem at all.
During the intermission of the concert, Michael told one of his bodyguards:
"Don´t forget to choose five fans so i can sign them something after the show, they are so sweet to me,
I love them so much; I would like to know every one of them." Michael said as he drank water.
"Michael! Time is over!" Shouted someone from the staff
"Well I must go." He said to Paul, his bodyguard who was tasked with selecting his fans
As Michael sang I'll be there, a man went to Lizzie who was more than thrilled than any fan in the room.
"Michael appreciates your enthusiasm and invites you after the show to his dressing room," said Paul giving a special identification card to James because Lizzie was in shock.
The concert ended, people were so excited or crying, and they were talking of how amazing the experience was while they began to leave.
Paul called Lizzie over to the group of people would meet Michael Jackson.
Angela was upset that Lizzie got to meet him and not her, so James said goodbye to Lizzie and gave her money to take a taxi for going home alone.
"I must go, please be careful my dear," he said.
Lizzie didn't feel well, she was dizzy, sweating too much, she felt weak, but she did not care and followed Paul along with the rest of the fans.
Lizzie thought about how Michael would be, what would he say...
"You are the next, please come in," someone from the staff said. Lizzie could barely walk, her legs trembled, her heart beating so hard that she could almost hear her heartbeat, in that moment she heard Michael's voice say ...
