Reverie - Michael Jackson Imagines

One Fine Day✨

Thriller Era

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"I wonder what he smells like? I bet it's a combination of heaven, sunshine and cupcakes!"

"He's sooo sexy in all those magazines! When I see him in person, I might just burst!"

In the back seat of the suburban you watch the girls giggle and gwak amongst themselves, the knots of nervousness forming in your stomach as tall, verdant palm trees sway into your peripheral, as the vehicle creeps along morning LA traffic.

You'd been drifting along all morning, detached from your body like a lucid dream but suddenly, the hairs on your arms and neck sting and everything feels painfully real.

Still, you can't believe it.

About a month ago, you entered a contest held by a local fan club for pop sensation Michael Jackson. "In twenty-five words or less, explain why Michael Jackson is a Thriller" The winners would be awarded with an exclusive chance to meet the pop star at his home as well as spend the day there. Out of boredom, you completed the prompt and sent it in, expecting it to be overlooked in the sea of submissions. You were genuinely and pleasantly surprised when you'd been notified that your submission had been picked among three others.

You loved Michael Jackson as much as everyone else did but your admiration for him went far beyond the casual radio listener. You'd been mystified by him since you were a young girl and he was just the tiny cute lead singer of the Jackson 5.

There was this magnetic quality about him that instantly captivated you. His stellar voice, the way he could evoke such strong emotion in every note, those big ebony eyes that gleamed with wisdom and enchantment of someone well beyond his years. You'd save up your allowance to buy the groups latest 45s and copies of Soul and Right On Magazine where his angelic face graced the cover and centerfolds and spent afternoons listening to the records in your room as you dreamed of him singing those love songs directly to you.

Even when his voice changed as he stumbled into puberty and bubble gum pop no longer sparked your interest, he was still number one in your eyes.

You felt so connected to him but the two of you had never even met. Now here you were, loaded in a vehicle with the fellow winners just minutes away from his home in Encino.

"Can you all not make this weird for me?" The lone male in attendance speaks from the driver's seat. "I'm a guy. I don't care about how good he looks. I want to know if he's got special shoes that help him moonwalk,"

"It's alright, David. Even guys think he's sexy," the redhead in front of you replies.

You giggle to yourself. If you weren't so nervous and wired, you'd have joined in the conversation. You can't stop thinking about how close you are to finally meeting your idol. You'd lived in LA for a while now and always dreamed of the day you might run into him but you never thought it'd actually happen.

You could only hope that it would be all that you'd imagined and more.

"Wow, this house is massive," David mumbles as the car comes to a slow stop in the front of the beautiful, Tudor style mansion. Your heart thumps wildly against your chest once you realize that the moment has arrived.

After you all had trudged through LA traffic, you were finally at Hayvenhurst. The rest of the contestants eagerly scramble out of the vehicle but you move slower and more cautious, paralyzed by your nerves.

You soon catch up with the group, huddled around the fountain you take a moment to take in your surroundings. You'd seen this very house in every magazine but now you were finally here.