"I didn't know the rain was purple." Michael looked deeply into Prince's eyes, with crimson cheeks.
"That's until you helped me see it."
|DARLING MIKEY; ORIGINAL STORY|
It all started with an unfortunate accident at the concert of James Brown in 19...
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|Tuesday, January 15th, 1987| |Santa Barbara County, California| |Neverland| |9:00 pm|
Michael
This was it, it was finally the day where I was moving into my own home. After years of living with my family, I was happy to officially live out on my own and have a place to call mine. For a very long, I had always talked about having a huge ranch called Neverland, which consist of everything you could think of, Ferris Wheels, Carousels, Candy Counters or a Zoo, you name it, it would be there. Since I never got to experience a proper childhood when I was young, I feel like I finally have the opportunity to do that now, so I want to bring to life all the things I never had growing up. Also, since I truly love children, I would love to invite unfortunate, sick children here to enjoy themselves and have fun, that made me really happy knowing I could do that for them. So now that I have a chance do that, hell, I did it.
I bought a 2,700 acre ranch, of course named Neverland, and I was currently moving my belongings into my home while my brothers and sisters were helping me out as well. The rides, the Movie Theater, and the Zoo were still in progress but the house was fully built and ready.
I sighed as I put the box down on the counter in the kitchen, not wanting to carry another box. This was my least favorite part of moving, the unpacking part.
I walked out of the kitchen, and saw Jermaine carrying the leather couch on one end while Marlon helped on the other end. They finally came to a stop and set the couch down carefully. They both sighed, looking tired as hell.
"Damn, Mike." Jermaine said, placing a hand on his hip, "Out of all couches, you pick the heaviest one?"
Marlon agreed, "Yeah, and don't you already have people that is suppose to help you unpack?"
I rolled my eyes, getting painfully tired of hearing them complain after the two hours we spend bringing boxes into the house, and all they did, was complain.
"Like I told you before, their coming in tomorrow to help me unpack everything. So I won't have to hear your complaining anymore." I said, while shooting them both a glare.
Latoya and Rebbie came in the living room, holding boxes and when they came to a stop, they put them down. Latoya sighed loudly, in a slight over dramatic way in my opinion.
"Are we done yet? I'm tired." She whined, and then looked down at her hand, "And I just broke a nail."
I crossed my arms, trying to keep my cool, "No, we're not done. We have like ten boxes left to bring into the house."
"But it's hot." Latoya whined once more, "And my hair is starting to frizz."
"That's what you get for having so much weave in your head." Rebbie smartly remarked, Latoya scoffed, turning her head to give her a dirty look and pushed her shoulder.
