You Don't Know? (A Michael Jackson Fan-fiction)

2: Neverland- Meeting Chris Tucker

I look over at Michael and he looks back at me waiting for me to say something but I just smile never saying anything.

As we get out of the Cadillac, Michael gets out before me and helps me out.

"Thanks." I say politely.

"You're welcome Madam." He smiles.

As we walk through the long pathway, I can't help but imagine how beautiful the inside will be in person.

After a few minutes we arrive at the big, tall, humongous mansion after passing the theme park, and go-kart tracks.

We walk side by side to the door until Michael stops and lead his right arm out towards the inside saying "Ladies first" smiling.

I give a polite smile walking in first.

"Heeyyyyy mannnn... What the hell... Woman?!" I hear someone who can only be Chris Tucker say scratching the back of his head.

"Hey Chris." Michael says coming in the door and he pulls Chris into a manly hug.

"Do not start acting up now." I hear Michael slightly scolding Chris under his breath.

I just stand back and watch.

"So... whose the lovely lady?" Chris coos, nudging Michael.

"Shes my alleged bodyguard." Michael says smirking.

"What?" Chris blurts out looking at Michael crazy.

Michael gives Chris a crazy look telling him to chill out.

"I-I mean... Hi, how are you doing?" Chris says holding his hand it for me to shake.

"I'm good." I say friendly shaking his hand.

"Michael what does alleged bodyguard mean?" Chris asks whispering, it's not so much of a whisper though.

Michael looks at Chris as if he was saying shut the hell up.

"So... I bet you're glad to be here with Mike." He smirks.

"Chris, she doesn't know who Michael Jackson is." Michael says.

Chris eyes buck.

"OHHH HELL NAWL MAN!" He says putting his arms up. "What kind of shit is this?"

"Chris stop it." Michael says tempted.

"Oh no Michael, don't you tell me to stop." Chris scolds.

"Chris." Michael budges in.

"Who the hell don't know Michael Jackson?" Chris says trailing off his voice.

Michael sighs.

"What de fuck?" Chris coos walking in a circle.

"Umm... Angel would you like anything to drink?" Michael gently asks.

"Sure, water would be fine."

I'm not much of a drinker.

Michael walks off to what I'm guessing to be is the kitchen.

Chris turns around and looks at me.

"You don't know who that is?" He screeches in a high pitched voice pointing towards the kitchen.

"Sorry?" I shrug.

"But that's the MANNN." He says dragging the last word.

"I'm sure he is." I say smiling.

"You ain't never heard "Beat it, Beat it"  Chris starts doing some of Michael's dance moves.

"What about Billie Jean??" Chris does the famous Billie Jean dance.

"Sorry...no." I say killing myself softly on the inside. I really want to join him so bad but...

"Now I know you've heard of the moonwalk." Chris attempts the moonwalk, but fails.

"Ohhh, I've seen that dance move before." I say smiling.

"That man in there...MADE IT FAMOUS." I jump a little at him fangirling the last few word.

"Ohhh, Michael Jackson made the moonwalk?" I ask trying not to laugh.

"Lord Jesus Christ, help me." Chris says and I can't help but laugh.

"I have your water." Michael says walking back in the living room.

"Michael, she knows what the moonwalk is but she doesn't know you made it famous. What has our world come to?" Chris looks a little bit stressed out from all of that.

Michael laughs his butt off at Chris.

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We are all sitting in the living room, Michael is on the fancy couch, Chris is in a fancy pull out chair, and I'm on the couch next to Michael, but not too close. We're watching the MTV channel with all of my favorite music videos coming on.

A couple of minutes later Michael speaks.

"So Angel, would you like to spend a month here at Neverland?" Michael asks.

Huh.

A month...

Whaatttt?????

"Um, I mean because you know, you're living by yourself in a new town and, you have a long way back home, and Chris is staying here the whole month or two so why not?" Michael says persuasively.

"Um..." I have to think. Well I don't have any friends here, and Michael is right about me just moving here, but I don't want to cause any trouble so I'll just take a cab back home later.

"Um... I'm okay I don't want to cause any trouble or anything." I say inhaling the air. As I do so, I smell Michael's intoxicating scent, and he smells very good. I finally exhale and let it all out.

He smells so good.

"Oh no, you're not causing any trouble at all. Really I would really enjoy some more company."

Well it would be fun, why not?

"Are you sure?" I ask with a high pitched voice.

"Positive." Michael gently says biting his lip.

Oh no, oh no, no no no... Not the lip bite. I can't help myself when he does that.

I have to put a doe-face on, whew okay.

"Well, I guess I'm staying at Neverland!" I smile so I can play it off. I just can't keep a straight face here, which usually isn't that hard for me.

"Alright, Were gonna have us a good time." Chris smiles.

A/N Sorry the chapter was kind of boring and short but I promise the next chapter will be full of excitement.

-angel58jksn