It's The Falling in Love

Chapter Ten

Weeks have gone by and nothing has changed.

None of Michael's family members ever found out about my miscarriage. I'm healed now but I do wonder one thing.

What was that kiss about?

Michael still acts friendly towards me. Why would he kiss me if we were only friends?

Today I went with Michael to the set of The Wiz. He's getting his makeup done. It's been quite a few hours since he went into makeup, so he should be done soon.

"How are you holding up, Mia?" Diana smiled at me.

I smiled at her, "I'm alright, Diana. You look beautiful." I said.

Diana smiled brightly, "Thank you, thank you." She bowed.

"Michael's is going through some transformation, isn't he?" She chuckled.

I smirked, "I guess so.. I didn't know they would put so much effort into one character.." I crossed my arms, staring at the closed door that read 'Michael Jackson'.

"Oh, girl, believe me..It could've been longer than this." Diana laughed.

I chuckled, "True, true.." I mumbled.

His dressing-room door suddenly opened.

Michael walked out, carrying a sign.

Diana walked off as she started softly laughing.

I covered my mouth as I smirked.

Michael held the sign up.

PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH AND CRACK MY MAKE-UP.

Thank you,

MICHAEL JACKSON

Michael glared at me.

I held my hands up, "Hey, Hey. I-I'm not laughing!" I said, smirking.

"I know you want to though..." He mumbled.

I smirked, "You look cute!" I smiled.

Michael smirked, "Stop!" He said as he softly chuckled.

"MICHAEL, STOP LAUGHING!" Thomas, Michael's make-up artist, said.

Michael started laughing more.

"MICHAEL!" Thomas laughed.

"Stop, Thomas!" Michael laughed.

"Stop laughing, man." Thomas said, patting Michael's back.

I smirked as I started laughing.

Michael started laughing harder.

"Oh, now your makeup is cracking!" Thomas groaned.

"Come on, we've got to fix this.." He grumbled as he gently pushed Michael back into his dressing-room.

"Thanks a lot, Mia!" Michael called out.

I giggled, "You're welcome!"

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"Sounds to me fellas like ol' garbage guts here done forgot the crow commandments again.." A crow said.

"Fellas, I did not forget the crow commandments. Please!" Michael begged as he hung as a scarecrow.

I smirked. He's a pretty damn good actor.. 

"Run 'em by me! Run 'em by me!" The crow said.