My mother and I both ran to the hallway to see what happened. All we see is Silvia basically latched on to this man screaming.
Silvia: She was still hugging the stranger "OH ****!! Michael Jackson is in our house!!"
Samarah: "What?"
Silvia: She finally let go and looked at me crazy, "Michael!! It's Michael Jackson from the Jackson 5!" she turned back to look at Michael and screamed again. Michael: Felt uncomfortable, just smiled and giggled. "Hello"
Mother: "Oh wow it really is you. How are you doing?!? Here you go." She handed him the dry clothes with a huge grin on her face.
I was in total shock. I've listened to the old Jackson 5 when I was younger but not really so much when I got older. I didn't know what to do and I didn't want to sit there looking like a crazy fan like Silvia.
Samarah: "What did you scream like that for?? Scared the hell outta me!" Michael looked at me with somewhat of a surprised look. As if he expected me to be screaming and carrying on as well. I just waved, "Hey," and walked into the living room.
They showed him where the bathroom was so he could change clothes and then they went into the kitchen. I turned on the TV and laid out on the couch. Michael walked in. He stood in front of me:
Michael: He smiled at me and I have to admit it was one of the most gorgeous smiles I have ever seen, "Can I sit here?" Pointing at the end of the couch.
Samarah: I sat up, "Sure, knock yourself out."
Michael sat down next to me and we just watched tv for a few minutes. I could feel him looking at me every now and then. It started to make me nervous. Haven't felt like that in a long time. He cleared his throat:
Michael: "So, uh, I guess you don't like my music?"
Samarah: I turned to look at him, "I didn't say that"
Michael: "Well, how come your not.."
Samarah: I cut him off.. "Screaming and acting a damn fool?"
Michael: He giggled and looked down in front of him, "Yeah."
Samarah: "Well it's not like your Marvin Gaye..", I started watching T.V. again
Michael: He looked at me and smiled, "Oh really?"
Samarah: "Yup!" I started putting my hair up into a ponytail
Michael: "You should leave it down", he smiled and bit his lip
Samarah: I looked at him with a confused look, "Why?"
Michael: He shrugged his shoulders, "It just, uh, it..looks nice that way"
Samarah: I wanted to smile but, I couldn't allow myself.. So I continued to put my hair up, "Well I'm not trying to impress nobody Mr. Jackson"
Michael: He nodded, "Oh ok, sorry". He held his hands in his lap and continued to watch tv.
After about 5minutes, I kind of felt bad because it seemed like I hurt his feelings. I looked at him and he looked so handsome. His afro was still kinda damp. I put my hand to it and acted like I was picking it
Samarah: "Well what about this you got on top your head?"
Michael: Put his hand up to his fro, "Oh I know, it looks terrible"
Samarah: I smiled, he was being too cute. "Nah, you're just starting a new style."
He looked at me and laughed. I turned around and I saw Silvia walking into the living room. She was still start struck and had this big ass grin on her face. She walked over on the side of Michael and sat on the arm of the couch.
