Michael Jackson X Reader

Your New Best Friend and Sister

Your POV
Soon you had returned to school. It had been a week since you came to LA. As you entered the school a girl came over to you. "You're that model!" "Yeah." "Can I have your autograph?" "Sure." So you spent the day signing several autographs. People were begging you to sit next to them. They were even asking to be your friend. "Hey, we're sorry for how we treated you. We were just following Becky. She is so intimidating. Anyways, when she hit you with that Bat, we knew that was wrong and we decided not to be controlled by her anymore. Could you ever forgive us and maybe be our friend?" "Sure." Then Becky came over. "You're a model right?" "Yeah." "Do you think you could be my friend. Since you're a model you could give me fashion advice or better yet, you could just buy me some clothes." "So, you hit me with a bat and then you want to be my friend for what I can give you?" "Yeah." " That's not a friendship, so no." "I know what this is. Now that you're a model, you think you're to good for us." "I didn't..." Becky had already started to walk away. You went after her. You found her in the bathroom crying. "Becky, you want to talk about it?" "Why would I want to talk to you?" "It helps to get it off your chest." Becky sighed. "You wouldn't understand." "Try me." " My parents don't care about me. They say I'm not worth spending a penny on. They never buy anything for me and they beat me to get me to do stuff for them. So I went to school and intimidated people to get them to do what I wanted them to. I had friends and you took them from me." "I know how you feel." "How could you possibly know how I feel?" "When I was a baby I was kidnapped. As I grew up I was was beaten, sometimes for no reason. The people who I thought were my parents threw me all over the place, threw anything at me, metal or glass, they poured hot food on me. The guy who I thought was my father raped me all the time. I thought no one loved me, but things turned around for me and they'll turn around for you too." "You really think so?" "I know so." "Thanks for the talk. I feel better now. I'm going to head to class." She turned to walk away. "Becky wait." She paused and turned around. "Maybe we could be friends." "You would be friends with me?" "Yeah." "I'd like that." "Great let's go to class." So you two walked to class together. As you went in the class a girl came over. "Hey (f/n) can I sit next to you?" "Becky is sitting next to me, the seat on the other side of me is first come first serve." The teacher quieted the class. "Hello class. Today we will be doing a science experiment. Please find a partner." "Will you be my partner Becky?" "I'd like that." So you two worked together on the science experiment, giggling all the while. People  started to come over. "Are you two friends?" "Yeah." ",but she hit you with a bat." "I know, but everyone deserves a friend." "Well if you can be friends with her then maybe we can be friends with Becky. Becky we're sorry we deserted you. Hitting people with a bat is wrong and we didn't want any parts of that. Now we can see you're different. Can you ever forgive us. Could we be friends again." "I know it was wrong to hit (f/n) with a bat. I understand where you guys are coming from. I forgive you and of course we can be friends again." All day long people wanted  to be friends with you two. Soon the whole senior class were friends. This spilled over to the next day. The whole school was like one giant friend group. You went home and told Michael all about it. "Hello?" "Hey. You will not believe what happened at school." "What happened?" "I became friends with Becky and the whole school became like one giant friend group." "The Becky that hit you with a bat?" "That's the one. The whole school is friends with everybody." "That's great. I wish I could connect people together." "Michael as talented as you are, I'm sure one day your audience is going to be huge. Your audience is already huge." "Maybe your right." "Hey (f/n), it's time to go to work!" "My mom is calling for me. I'll talk to you later." "Talk to you later."  "Mom how can I go model. I've still got this abnoctious bandage." "That's nothing a little makeup can't fix." So you went to model and you're mother was right. The makeup made the bandage seem to disappear. After modeling you went home. Minutes later the doorbell rang. Security went to the door. "Hello. Can we help you?" "Hi my name is Becky and my friend lives here." You saw Becky. She was crying and holding her suitcase. She was covered in bruises. You ran over to her. "Becky what happened?" "I told my parents that I was happy because I had so many friends. They beat me. My dad even threw a knife at me. It kind of got me." She lifted up her arm revealing a very shallow cut. "Please don't make me go back home. I can't go back there." "Listen Becky I'll have to ask my mom. Why don't you come in and sit down and make yourself comfortable." "Okay." You turned around and your mother was right there. "I heard everything. Listen I'll just let your parents know that you're okay. You're staying here tonight." "Thank you ." "What's your parent's number?" Becky gave your mother her parent's number. Your mother dialed the number. "Hello my name is Susan Davis and my daughter attends your daughter's school. I just wanted to let you know that Becky is okay. What?! You don't say that about a child. Hello? Hello?" Your mother hung up. "(f/n) can I talk to you?" "Sure mom. Oh Becky let me show you to your room" you show Becky to her room. Then you went to your room with your mother. "Can you believe that her own parents said that they don't want her anymore." "That's terrible. So what are you going to do?" "The first thing I'm going to do is call DCFS." "Would you consider adopting?" "I would. Now go check on our guest." "Okay mom." You went out your room and went to find Becky. "Hey Becky, are you hungry?" "I'm literally starving." "Well come on." You all ate dinner. You and Becky went to your room. "This could be like a slumber party." "I've never been to a slumber party before." "Me neither." You both started laughing. "Becky do you have a crush on anyone?" "Well actually yes. I've always had my eyes on Tobey since the beginning of the school year, but I was afraid to talk to him because I thought that my parents would literally kill me." "I know how you feel. You should talk to him tomorrow." "You really think so?" "Yeah." "(f/n) do you have a crush?" "Yes actually. His name is Michael. You don't know him. You might know of him. So you two giggled for a little while longer. "Girls it's time to go to bed. It's a school night." "Yes ma'am." "Goodnight Becky." "Good night." "Oh, Becky DCFS is here. They want to talk to you." "Okay." They left out of your room. You dialed Michael. "Hello?" "Hey Michael." "Oh hey I'm so glad you called. I got the manager to close the restaurant for me." "Did you say restaurant? You're taking me to dinner?" "Fine. You got me. So he's closing tomorrow. Does that work for you?" "I'm not sure." "That's okay. What day works for you?" "I don't know." "What's going on?" "Becky is here. She couldn't take the abuse from her family. So she is staying here at my house. I don't know how long she'll be here and I don't want her to be lonely." "I understand." Just then Becky came in your room. "Who are you talking to?" "Listen, I got to go. I'm sorry." "You don't have a reason to apologise. You are doing the right thing. I'll talk to you later." "Bye." "Becky I was talking to Michael." "Oh, your crush." "Yeah." "I was talking to DCFS. They said they are going to help me get adopted and I could stay here in the meantime." "Great." You secretly were upset. You really wanted to go on that date with Michael. "Girls I said that it is time to go to bed." "Okay." Becky went out your room. You went to sleep. The next day you went to school. You even saw Becky talk to Tobey. The day was over and you went home. "Hi Mom." "Hi Mrs. Davis."  "Hey girls. Becky I have a couple of surprises for you. First go in your room and open your closet." "Okay." You followed Becky to her room. "New clothes! This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me." "Yeah I went out to do somethings while you two were at school. Here is your other surprise." Your mom handed Becky a piece of paper. You both read it. "You adopted me?" "Yes." "Thank you Mrs. Davis, I mean mom." "Yeah I already got the rest of your stuff from your house and put it away for you." "Thank you. Mom now that I'm your daughter, I think I should tell you that I have a date tonight. Is that alright with you." "Yes." "You have a date with Tobey?" "Yeah, I just haven't gotten around to telling you." "I'm so happy for you." "So right now (f/n) and I have to go to work. Do you want to come with us?" "Sure. Wait I just thought of something. (f/n) I was adopted by your mom. I think that makes us sisters." "I think it does." You two squeal and hug each other. "Okay come on. Let's go to work." "Wait I have to do something first." You run to your room. You dialed Michael. "Hello?" "Hey Michael." "Hey." "My sister's got a date." "Your sister?" "Right. I didn't tell you that my mom adopted Becky." "Oh so she'll be at your house forever." "Yeah, here's the good part. She has a date tonight. So that means I can go on that date with you tonight." "Really?" "Yeah." "It's a good thing that I didn't tell the manager I changed my mind. I'll pick you up at 7:30?" "Yeah. Okay I have to go to work. I'll see you later." "I can't wait." You hung up and ran to your mother and sister. "I have a date tonight too." "With Michael?" "Yeah." "Speaking of dates, are we going to be back before 7:30?" "Yes." "Okay great let's go." So you went to work. Your mother introduced everyone to your sister. Then you all started modeling. "Hey Mom you should stand at an angle. No face the other way. Good." The photographer looked at Becky. "It's my job to tell them how to model, but that is a good pose." "Sorry, I'm kind of bossy." "I see." Then Becky came over to me. "Put your hand on your hip. Okay now look like you're thinking." "I told you that's my job." "Sorry." "Don't be sorry. You're good at this. Do you want to be my assistant?" "Would I get to finish highschool?" "Yes." "Then I would love to be your assistant." "You want to learn how to use the camera." "Sure." So Becky became an assistant photographer. You went home. You couldn't wait to go on your date.
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