Michael Jackson - Do you remember the time?

Friends?

     The sun had shined in my room once again. I quickly got up and took a bath because me and Diana were going shopping. But I dont want to spend my time talking about it because I needed to get some clothes. Sooner or later Diana had picked me up and we basically took all day choosing all sorts of outifts but it got dark really quick so we said goodbye to each other and went home. I layed out my outift on my white sofa and took one more bath because I wasnt going to have time tomorrow. I needed to go to the studio quick cause Michael came pretty early but left late. I took some night vitamins and hopped on my bed to try to sleep.

***THE NEXT MORNING ***

     I heard my alarm clock ring and walked to my sofa to change. I wasnt that tired because of the vitamins from last night. I took some more and felt awake instantly. I put on some light blue super short jean shorts and a red crop top with some black supenders. It looked pretty good on me so I walked to the bus stop almost missing the bus as I sat inside. Once it had reached outide the studio I walked out and entered the back door. The hallways were dark and grey so I couldnt see anything. I just kept walking straight when I bumped into someone.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry, I havent been here before so I dont really know my way around." I said in apology.

"oh its totally fine. Why have you come here today?" The man asked with a nice soft voice. I recognized it so well but I just couldnt figure out the name of the person.

"im a music journalist. I just finished my exams and My artist is Michael Jackson so I need to interview him for my first journal." I said back still not being able to see the man.

"oh ok. well I cant see your face so lets go to my office and you can interview me there." He said kindly.

      Wait. Hes..... Michael Jackson! Omg! I felt like fainting but I couldnt. I wanted to make sure that I didnt look so interested so he didnt think I was one of those crazy fans.

      I followed him as he opened the door to his office. There was a lot of light so I could see his back. He had long curly black hair,  a red long sleeved shirt and some white pants. I stepped in as he turned to face me. His eyes sort of widdened as he gazed into mine. He just sood there like he was hipnotized.

"Is there something wrong Mr. Jackson?" I said as I looked around.

      he snapped out of his gaze and shook his head.

"oh no theres nothing wrong at all. sit down." He said while scratching the back of his hair staring at the ground. 

"ok so you can begin with the questions." He said with a smile.

"alright lets start." I said smiling back.

***

       I had finished asking the questions as I closed my journal.

"Alright Mr. Jackson, im done. I think I should go now. I dont wanna bother you."

"no no. You're not bothering me at all. Please call me Michael. You seem like a very nice person and not like those fans that completely flip seeing my face. I really do need a friend like that." He said.

"Thank you so much. Arent you busy?" I asked while blushing. 

"no. Not today. But I have nothing to do tomorrow either. I have a feeling that you would be a great friend. If I asked you to be my friend, would you only say yes because im a singer or because im just a regular person?" He asked seriously.

"I would be your friend because your a regular person. I would never lie about that. I hate publicity. I dont want any of that. Its like bragging and I hate it." I said honestly.

     He looked into my eyes and he must have known I wasnt lying. 

"Could we be friends? I havent had a true friend for a very long time."  He asked.

"for sure. You seem really nice." I replied.

     He smiled and led me to door.

"ill see you tomorrow then?" I suggested.

"yup. Ill pick you up." He said still smiling.

    I gave him my number and adress as I waved to him and walked out the studio. Michael was asking me to be his friend. I couldnt breath for a second but I did actually mean everything I said to him. I loved his personality and I couldnt say no.

    I smiled the whole wait for the bus. It was the best day of my life. I had to tell Diana once I got home. Good thing I bought more than one outfit.