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Michael's Sheet Music for Speechless
Michael's Sheet Music for Speechless
As Michael and Brooke sat on the couch watching cartoons, Brooke realised she was in the same clothes she had been wearing since the night before. She thought she had better go home and get changed, but Michael told her that because they were at his secret hideout that he didn’t want to risk anyone finding out about it and insisted she simply borrow his clothes for the day. He hadn’t thought about it before, but he was glad Brooke fell asleep, because now she couldn’t leave at least for the whole day.

Michael gave Brooke one of his white T-shirts and a pair of his high-waisted black plants and showed her to the bathroom. Once Brooke was finished, she put on his clothes. They had the same sweet scent as Michael and she loved it. As she walked back out to the living room, she realised Michael wasn’t there, but she heard a voice in the distance. Brooke followed the sound all the way to Michael’s music room. Sure enough, Michael was there by the piano, with a tape recorder and a piece of paper on top of it. Little did he know, Brooke was watching him as he started singing, “Your love is magical. That’s how I feel. But I have not the words here to explain. Gone is the graceful expressions of passion. But there are worlds and worlds of ways to explain. To tell you how I feel. But I am... But I am... Ugh... But I am...”
“Speechless?” Brooke said, smiling. Michael turned around with a surprised expression on his face,
“Huh?”
“You can’t think of what to say, doesn’t that make you speechless?”
“Yes, that’s perfect,” Michael exclaimed as he wrote it down, “Umm, how long have you been there?”
“Long enough,” Brooke said, walking in the room, “It’s a beautiful song, Michael, I love it,”
“Thank you. Actually, the thought just came to mind this morning,”
“What were you thinking about?” Michael lowered his face in embarrassment, hiding his face with his hair,
“You,” He said with a smile.
“Me, really? Oh my goodness Michael, that’s so sweet,” Brooke had tears of joy in her eyes as she hugged Michael tight.
“Yes you. Who else would it be?” Michael said, holding her in his arms. There was a long moment of silence before Michael spoke again, “Um, Brooke?”
“Yeah Michael?”
“Um... I don’t really know how to ask this, but... um, will you be my girlfriend?” Brooke looked up to Michael with an over-joyed look on her face,
“Of course Michael, I’d love to,” Brooke said. Michael sighed with relief, kissing her in the cheek and holding her close.

They spent the next half hour writing the rest of the song. Then they went outside to talk. While they were talking, Michael had a bright idea. He told Brooke to wait there. She got curious and knowing Michael, she had a good reason to be. She knew she was in for it, but she waited anyway. Michael came back, walking up behind her. He placed two super-soakers on the ground and tapped her shoulder. Brooke turned around to a bucket of water being thrown over her head... She wanted revenge. She spotted the super-soakers, grabbed one and let Michael have it. They ran around, chasing each other, both evenly matched. Then suddenly, Michael disappeared from Brooke’s sight. She looked around her, but couldn’t see him at all. The moment she let her guard down, Michael tackled her from behind and they fell to the ground on top of each other. Michael laughed, “You’re not the only one who can walk around without being seen,”
“I guess not,” Brooke said, grabbing her super-soaker without him noticing, “But you know... I’m not the only one who lets my guard down either,” She said, squirting water in Michael’s face.
“Oh, you’re so dead,” Michael pinned Brooke down and got her back.
“Okay, okay, you win,” Brooke laughed.
“Yay!” Michael exclaimed “What did I win?”
“Isn’t the satisfactory of winning the best prize of all?” Brooke said sarcastically.
“I can think of a better one,”
“Oh really? And what would that be?”
“I think you’ll be able to figure it out soon enough,” Michael said, smiling. He leaned over and gave Brooke a long and passionate kiss. With a smirk he said, “Much better than the satisfactory of winning, huh?”

Part 6 coming up soon.
Michael Loved Super-Soakers
Michael Loved Super-Soakers
posted by MJBabbies1958
July 3, 1982

As soon as went outside I locked the door behind me. When I turned around I looked at Michael dressed "casual" in white pants, a black belt, black shirt, and a white tuxedo jacket. I almost fainted, he looked so good.
Michael~ Are you coming?
Khloeii~ Oh of Course
Michael~ Khloeii, you look really nice tonight. He said while biting and licking his lips.
Khloeii~ Thanks, you don't look to bad yourself Mr. Dress Casual. I rolled my eyes jokingly.
Michael~ If you don't think this is casual then wait until you see me dressed up.
Khloeii~ So where are we going??
Michael~ We're going to a restaurant...
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Michael can’t sleep as he sits on his couch with The Twilight Zone running in the background of the television. It seems like lately, he can’t sleep and it seems to be getting worse as he gets older. His mind wanders with thoughts, fears, hopes, and of course music. Well, that’s what his mind usually is thinking about, tonight it’s about Holly. Michael can’t seem to erase the thought of them kissing each other and how it felt tonight. One thing was for certain; he wanted more and it intimidated him. He looks at his watch that reads three thirty a.m. The only other person who would...
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The days turn into weeks, and the weeks turn into months to nearly a year as Michael is away in New York. Whenever he wasn’t rehearsing or in a costume fitting, his mind always shifted back to Holly – wondering what she was doing, if she was alright or happy. There were so many times he wanted to call and talk to her, but every time he would Diana would want to talk to him or ask him for his help with the dance steps. When she did, everything else seemed to slip away as he reverted back to that star struck eleven-year-old boy once again, pining over a woman whom he could never have –...
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So my story began when i was 5/6 years old, i was watching the TV when the show got interrupted by a breaking news that said "Famous Singer Michael Jackson Died at 50" i didn't think much of it and changed the channel.

Then my mom burst out of the room crying, i asked "what's the matter", she said "Michael Jackson died"
I got curious then ask "Who's Michael Jackson?" she told me what an amazing person and fantastic human being he was, and i said "How good are his musics, anyway?"
My mom then played my first MJ song, Black or White, i immediately fell in love with him and started listening to his...
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