I woke up before Michael, so I climbed on top of him. " Baby, wake up. Today's the day." " You look better on top than I do. Can we do a little quickie ?" he asked looking up at me. " Are you always horny ?" " I was just thinking of you fighting last night. Still can't believe you did that. You know she's gonna come back." " And if she does ?" " It will be round two. " "Boy, just get dressed. We got a show to do. " We got dressed and headed downstairs. Marlon, Randy, and Tito were waiting for us. " Morning, guys. You ready for tonight ?"Michael asked them. " Michael, why did you let Michelle get to Hazel last night ?" Marlon asked. " Did you see them fighting ? If you were there, you wouldn't want them to stop either. Speaking of Hazel, where are they ?" Coming around the corner was Jermaine followed by Hazel. She had a band aid on her nose and had black and blue over her. I couldn't help, but to laugh. " It's not funny !!!!" I couldn't stop laughing, so I went outside. " A few minutes later, they all came outside. " Michelle, can I have a word with you ?" Michael asked me. He took me a round the corner. " Ha ha ha ha. Girl, what is wrong with you ? " " What are you talking about ?" " I almost couldn't hold it in. You know cause of what you did, Jermaine is going to mad at us and I have to hear it. " " Well, I'm sorry." " Sorry isn't gonna cut it. How about tonight after the show, we do a little roplaying ?" "Go on. " " I came up with an idea, but you have to fight back. Like you don't even want it, ok ?" "Ok. So what is you idea ?" " It's a surprise." He kissed me on the cheek. " Come on." We walked back to the car. " I hope he yelled at you for laughing at me." Hazel said. " I never get yelled at by him." I said back. " I called my dad and told him what you did. He said he was going to call your dad." " Oh my goodness. You tattled on me to my dad. Now I'm in really big trouble. Get outta here with that." I got into the car. We drove to the stadium. The boys were doing last minute stuff. " Ummm...Mrs. Jackson, you got a call." " Oh. Thanks. Hello ?" I asked. " Hello Michelle, This is Mr. Gordy. I heard you and my daughter got into a fight last evening. What happened ?" " Mr. Gordy, your daughter and I haven't been seeing eye to eye. Yesterday she kept calling me a bitch. So I told her if she called me that one more time, I would kick her ass. She called me it again and spat in my face." " That doesn't sound like her. My little Hazel isn't a fighter. " " She threw the first punch. I have the bruises to prove it." " Michelle, I don't care if you have bruises or not, if I hear about you fighting with Hazel, you are in big trouble, Young lady. You got that ?" " ~sigh~ Yes, sir." Click. " You're daughter is an asshole." I said to the phone. I went back to the stage. " Well, what did my dad have to say to you ?" Hazel said all snooty like." You know damn well what he said." " See, I told you. I always get what I want." " Congradufuckinglations then. You aren't the only who gets what she wants. I'm like that too. But seeing how much of a bitch it makes you then I don't want it any more." I said. " Mrs. Jackson, you have another call." " Man. " But this time it was across the stage. I passed Michael. " Tonight better be worth it." He just smiled. " Hello ?" " Hey girl." " Oh hey daddy. " " I just gotta call from Berry Gordy. He told me that you and the other girl fought last night. Now I got one question. Did you win ?" " What kinda question is that ? Of course I won. You think Imma let some bitch walk over me like that ?" " What happned ?" " There is too much to explain and her dad just called and told me that his daughter can do now wrong." " Well, if she did throw the first punch and fought back and won then fuck him and her. " " That's what I'm trying to say, but tbey get all upset if I say something. Look daddy, I gotta go. See ya later. " " Alright darling. Much Love. " " Bye." Click. " Mhmmm was that dear old dad ?" Someone said behind me. " Aww geez. Michael, you could've gotten cut. " " Sorry. Well, we're done. Come on, let's get back to the hotel. I gotta make a call. You ready for tonight ?" " Boy, I will ride you till you flat line."
