Chapter Eight

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  October 18, 1987
New York
(Yes i added some of video stuff in it.. and i know Tatiana is the model. Buuuut in this one. Lauren is Saweetie 😘)

Lauren

I sat down in one of the director chairs. The first scene was just Michael, the Crips, the older man and the elderly man who was to motivate Michael to be himself. It's crazy how I'm sitting here watching a genius create his masterpiece.

I always found Michael's short films to be very unique. Something that nobody in todays world would have never thought of. He completed bad last year, and it was phenomenal. I remember going in the living room so I wouldn't wake Kevin up watching it on TV screaming "WHO'S BAD??"

Well, I still do when I watch the whole film. When we were dating, I remember he bought me the "Off the Wall" album as soon as it was released. He knew how much I adored the Jacksons, particularly Michael.

I had the glitter outfit similar to Michael's "Rock with You" video. Anything you could think of, I had it due to Kevin. I'd never thought eight years later I would literally be working for him. God works in mysterious ways huh?

Anyway, I zoned back in and saw Michael sitting down with the elderly man looking quite sad and embarrassed playing with his fingers. This made my heart flutter. I know it was just a scene, but Michael looked adorable.

"I've been watching you

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"I've been watching you... you've been trying to act like those boys.. and they ain't about nothin'. Why don't you just be yourself? Y'know reach down inside and pullin' you out." Said the elderly man.

Once He said that I knew it was about time for me to merge into the scene. My heart literally fell to my ass.  I can't believe I'm so nervous. I slowly stood up and walked to the end way trying not to get in the cameras.

I silently prayed and pulled my skin tight dress down since it was it up a little.

Michael looked at the elderly man crazy.

"Be yourself?" He said. The man stared back.

"Yeah. What I'm tryna tell you is be yourself... you can't be nobody else. You don't wanna be them." Michael looked back down as the Crips and another older man were arguing.

Fuck. Now it's literally my turn. I breathed in and walked on as soon as Joe que me in.

God please be with me.

I sighed giving a straight face trying to ignore the Crips, as I was told to.

Michael soon got up but I didn't notice he did until he made his way through the alleyway to stop me at first. He barely looked at me. But, damn he looked good standing there. I could smell his scent as i walked by.

But Michael did the complete opposite of what he was suppose to do. Well as far as I know. He turned around and screamed:

"HEY!!" I instantly turned around shocked. Yet kinda turned on. Fuck my life.

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