{Edited}
Jan. 7th
3:30 pm
I lowered the blue cap on my head as I added a package of yogurt into my cart. I was careful not to make eye contact with anyone as I rounded the corner and approached an empty aisle.
I hated this. I thought to myself.
As I began stuffing my cart with junk food, and reached over for a Pepsi a song began to play in the store.
If it was in any under circumstance I would have loved it.
But the song, was this a joke?
Michael Jackson - Dirty Diana
I tried to hide the fact that I was offended for no reason and aggressively pushed the cart toward the self-check out area.
As I approached the area and began self-checking stuff out. I turned to look at the magazines.
DIRTY DIANA & WACKO JACKO = SOULMATES?
I scoffed angrily at that before grabbing the tabloid and turning it on it's back so I wouldn't see it anymore.
It made me sick how people could just believe lies someone writes.
How do you know it's true?
Apparently, Michael and I are both crazy.
Curiously, I grabbed some other magazine and read the title:
JACKO KING-NAPPED BY DIRTY DIANA.
"Dirty Diana! No! Dirty Diana! No." Michael sang from the speakers.
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tabloid junkie (Michael Jackson)
FanfictionDiana Cartwright helped Michael Jackson escape his world of fame, unaware that he is being harassed by a man in a mask. Sticking with him she is thrust in a world of pain, lies and romance.
