Lost and Found (A Michael Jackson Fanfic)

Theres always a lie being told

"Kim, have you seen this" my manager, Terry slaps a news paper on the table in front of me.
I read the front page, three times this week I've made the front of a news paper.
'Kimberly Brown tans due to her hatred to white people'
"Oh my god" I gulp looking at the news paper
I slowly look up at my manager "we obviously know it's not true, but the public will believe anything they read" he states
"Yeah I know, I'm gonna have to talk about it in a interview" i shake my head and throw the paper in the bin
"I'll sort one out for you" He smiles
"Thank you" I smile back he nods and walks off
I look at the bin, something urges me to bin raid for that paper.
I read through it.
Something about Michael Jackson working on his new album with Quincy Jones. He looks cute.
The media are slating his looks after he had a nose job, my slating will come soon enough because I've had a nose job. I don't think the media have realised it, they will after this shoot today.
The shoot gets put out Friday, it's now Monday. I'm ready to be slaughtered by the media from Friday and awards....not.

Fast forward to Friday
The shoot has been public for 2 hours now. And there are already 10 news articles about me. Fun times obviously. They've commented on my dark skin, due to tanning in the sun. My nose. And how my blonde hair is 'fake' when really I've always had blonde hair but my blonde really is bright after being in the sun. I just ignore it now. I'll settle all of this in an interview sometime in the future when Terry gets it sorted.

"Are you free at 5pm tonight" Terry runs into my dressing room.
"Erm yes why??" I wonder
"Michael Jackson is ringing you" He squeals slightly
"Oh shut up Terry" I laugh
"I swear, he's seen your shoot and would love to meet you and work with you on a couple of projects" Terry gulps for air, he's really excited
"No he didn't. Don't go and get my hopes up!" I laugh
"I swear, his manager said he wants to ring you personally because he thinks it's rude not too" Terry laughs
"Are you being one hundred percent serious?" I ask
"YES" he yells
"I'll guess I'll find out in half an hour" I shrug laughing
"You're a stubborn cow" he laughs
He's been my manager for ten years, I stated modelling when I was 14. I'm now 24. He's in his 30s. I forgot his actual age tho.
He's always playing pranks on me, like always. Constantly saying celebrities wanna work with me, turns out they don't.

5 more minutes and I find out if Michael is actually going to ring me.
I'm nervous.
*beep beep* unknown number
"Hello" I answer the call
"Hi there, is this Kimberly Brown speaking" he speaks, omg it is Michael...he's got that distinct cute voice.
"Speaking" I reply holding in my happiness
"Hi, I'm Michael Jackson. Lovely to finally meet you!" He speaks, I can just sense the smile on his face.
"Aw you too michael" I reply smiling
"Did Terry tell you I was ringing?" He asked
"Yes he did, I didn't believe him though. He's notorious for playing pranks on me, it should be the other way round!" I laugh
"That's my guy!" He giggles
"Anyways, so the point in this call was to ask, on my behalf. If you'd like to be in a music video, for one of my singles off of my Thriller album" He asks politely
"I'd love to!" I reply in astonishment
"That is great, can't wait to work with you. I'll get in touch with you, giving you all the details of the shooting day" he tells me
"Thank you so much!" I smile
"No, thank you. Can't wait to finally meet you. I'll see you later, bye Kim" he politely states
"Bye Michael" I reply to him
The call ends.
OH MY MOTHERFUCKING GOD.
"TERRY" I yell running to his office
"HE JUST RANG ME, HE RANG ME AT 4:50!" I scream
"He obviously wanted to really really talk to you, he might have a little crush on you" Terry laughs
"No, he doesn't it's just simply work" I nervously reply
"If it was just 'work' he'd get agents to ring you, not even you. Your agents. He wouldn't ring you personally if he didn't have a crush that just never happens" Terry replies
"Oh shut up Terry, being stupid. Anyways he asked if I'd like to take part in a music video!" I jump up and down
"That suggests more to me he has a crush on you, he picked you out of everyone" Terry giggles
"Oh, go away" I walk out of his office smirking.
What if he did have a crush on me??
No, shut up Kim. He's one of the most famous stars ever. He just wouldn't fancy me.