Jaycee's P.O.V.
When Michael dropped me off, I felt sick to my stomach. Something is nagging at me, I just can't figure it out. It didn't help that Jada was in the car either, she's very annoying and pushy. The whole time her mouth was going ' Why are we leaving?' ' Can I stay at Hayvenhurst?' ' Can we stay longer?' ' Why do we have to go home so early?'.
Not only that, but I threw up on the way. I threw up on the sidewalk, on the street and in Michael's limo. When we finally got there, my vision was blurry, my throat had a knot in it and my back was killing me. This was officially the worst day of my life!
Michael's P.O.V.
Later that evening...
I was slumped in my chair staring at the plate in front of me. Today was supposed to be a good day, and it was soiled. Even though I love fried chicken, I wasn't hungry tonight.
Mother glanced at the plate and then at me. " What's wrong Michael? You haven't touched a thing!" I sighed and started to pick up my fork. " Nothing Mother. I'm just not hungry."
Randy sat next to me with collard greens and chicken stuffed in his mouth. " You gonna eat that? Dis chicken is good!" He says, gleefully taking my chicken off my plate. Everyone laughed. I'm glad he's enjoying life.
My attention went back down to my now meatless plate. I tried to eat the candy yams but they weren't fully cooked and were dry. I can already tell it was made by La Toya.
Jermaine looked at me with a sinister look on his face. I love him a great deal, but he sure can be nosy! I flinched when Joseph yells " Boy! You better eat those greens and yams. Your mother and sister spent the whole day preparing it!"
For the next five minutes I licked my plate clean. I knew I couldn't talk to my parents, correct that- Mother without my siblings butting in. Even if they don't but in, mother always ushers me to Jermaine or Jackie. What can they do? They always say things like ' Sorry, can't help you there little bro' ' Ask Joseph' or something like that.
Janet came up to me with an innocent puppy look on his face. " Mikey? ' Yes Dunk? " Can you play with me?" I sighed with boredom in my voice. " Sure, why not?"
Of course, I was fooled into playing princesses with Janet yet again. I don't understand why she's so obsessed with them, she'll never be one.
Besides us dressing up, eating tea and crumpets and basically ruining my teen years, we were cuddled on the couch watching The Exorcist. Janet was nearly begging me to watch it, claiming she was grown enough.
Unfortunately, when the movie was at the beginning, Janet chickened out and went back to the little girl she was. I had changed the channel to Sanford and Son. Redd Foxx was always funny to me. Janet fell asleep in my arms. She's so cute when she's sleeping. Minus the potential snoring and the constant kicking.
I took Janet upstairs to put her in bed and went to call Jaycee. I feel really bad about what happened earlier. Especially for Bill, because she threw up on him too. When I picked up the phone, it was a long time before anyone picked up.
' Hello?' Jaycee answered weakly.
' Hey Jay Jay! What's up?' I asked.
' I've been throwing up all night and I feel like I've been on a carousel for ten years!' She yelled in a half-weak voice.
' Oh, sorry to hear that! I hope you feel better. Listen, when you get better, I was thinking that we could, I don't know, go on a date?'
The line went silent then. She just exploded with a excited and gleeful scream. " Yes!!! I will, I will, I will!" For a sick person, she was sure exuberant.
Jaycee's P.O.V.
I haven't felt this happy since my little sister was born. For the first time in my life, I had something to be happy about. All my life, I worked. Work was all I knew. My mother was a housekeeper, currently a lawyer, but still. Sometimes she works so hard that we go days with it just being Jada and I. Michael is the reason for my sunny days. The way his adorable brown eyes lighting up every time he sees me, his shy, yet open personaility. He actually treats me with respect and I know for a fact that he isn't a womanizer like many guys that liked me.
He also is like a big brother to me, even though we're in a relationship. Words can't even describe how much I love him. The way he clings to me is just amazing. Now I know I have a man in him.
When Michael dropped me off, I felt sick to my stomach. Something is nagging at me, I just can't figure it out. It didn't help that Jada was in the car either, she's very annoying and pushy. The whole time her mouth was going ' Why are we leaving?' ' Can I stay at Hayvenhurst?' ' Can we stay longer?' ' Why do we have to go home so early?'.
Not only that, but I threw up on the way. I threw up on the sidewalk, on the street and in Michael's limo. When we finally got there, my vision was blurry, my throat had a knot in it and my back was killing me. This was officially the worst day of my life!
Michael's P.O.V.
Later that evening...
I was slumped in my chair staring at the plate in front of me. Today was supposed to be a good day, and it was soiled. Even though I love fried chicken, I wasn't hungry tonight.
Mother glanced at the plate and then at me. " What's wrong Michael? You haven't touched a thing!" I sighed and started to pick up my fork. " Nothing Mother. I'm just not hungry."
Randy sat next to me with collard greens and chicken stuffed in his mouth. " You gonna eat that? Dis chicken is good!" He says, gleefully taking my chicken off my plate. Everyone laughed. I'm glad he's enjoying life.
My attention went back down to my now meatless plate. I tried to eat the candy yams but they weren't fully cooked and were dry. I can already tell it was made by La Toya.
Jermaine looked at me with a sinister look on his face. I love him a great deal, but he sure can be nosy! I flinched when Joseph yells " Boy! You better eat those greens and yams. Your mother and sister spent the whole day preparing it!"
For the next five minutes I licked my plate clean. I knew I couldn't talk to my parents, correct that- Mother without my siblings butting in. Even if they don't but in, mother always ushers me to Jermaine or Jackie. What can they do? They always say things like ' Sorry, can't help you there little bro' ' Ask Joseph' or something like that.
Janet came up to me with an innocent puppy look on his face. " Mikey? ' Yes Dunk? " Can you play with me?" I sighed with boredom in my voice. " Sure, why not?"
Of course, I was fooled into playing princesses with Janet yet again. I don't understand why she's so obsessed with them, she'll never be one.
Besides us dressing up, eating tea and crumpets and basically ruining my teen years, we were cuddled on the couch watching The Exorcist. Janet was nearly begging me to watch it, claiming she was grown enough.
Unfortunately, when the movie was at the beginning, Janet chickened out and went back to the little girl she was. I had changed the channel to Sanford and Son. Redd Foxx was always funny to me. Janet fell asleep in my arms. She's so cute when she's sleeping. Minus the potential snoring and the constant kicking.
I took Janet upstairs to put her in bed and went to call Jaycee. I feel really bad about what happened earlier. Especially for Bill, because she threw up on him too. When I picked up the phone, it was a long time before anyone picked up.
' Hello?' Jaycee answered weakly.
' Hey Jay Jay! What's up?' I asked.
' I've been throwing up all night and I feel like I've been on a carousel for ten years!' She yelled in a half-weak voice.
' Oh, sorry to hear that! I hope you feel better. Listen, when you get better, I was thinking that we could, I don't know, go on a date?'
The line went silent then. She just exploded with a excited and gleeful scream. " Yes!!! I will, I will, I will!" For a sick person, she was sure exuberant.
Jaycee's P.O.V.
I haven't felt this happy since my little sister was born. For the first time in my life, I had something to be happy about. All my life, I worked. Work was all I knew. My mother was a housekeeper, currently a lawyer, but still. Sometimes she works so hard that we go days with it just being Jada and I. Michael is the reason for my sunny days. The way his adorable brown eyes lighting up every time he sees me, his shy, yet open personaility. He actually treats me with respect and I know for a fact that he isn't a womanizer like many guys that liked me.
He also is like a big brother to me, even though we're in a relationship. Words can't even describe how much I love him. The way he clings to me is just amazing. Now I know I have a man in him.
It,s been forever since I saw you dance and heard you sing ONE MORE CHANCE
Eternity I think or so it seem, since I heard you sing BILLIE JEAN
Tears fall down my face the most when I watch the movie you called GHOST
When I hear you sing BLOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR my lips move sftly as i say I LOVE YOU MORE!!!
The love pounds deep inside of me, when I see you concert HISTORY
Lust pours through me with all its might, when I watch you sing BLACK AND WHITE
I knew you weren,t just a passing fad, as soon as i saw your cute face sing BAD
If I could talk to you on the phone, I would say Michael YOU ARE NOT ALONE
I wish we together just us two, cause darling Michael I JUST CANT STOP LOVING YOU!!!!!
Michael, we remember and appreciate
as you gave happiness to others ...
He did not like everything
He was alone in the whole wide world
He taught us to be kinder
He appealed to protect the planet.
Appreciate the love, doing good
contempt for revenge
forgave the insult, he loved life,
Preserved word of honor.
His eyes filled with deep
unearthly warmth
In his eyes concealed life
a hard life.
About him in the newspapers wrote
Just slander and lies
he wanted to humiliate,
What magazine did not take.
Michael is gone forever,
Nobody really does not return
He remained in the hearts
He's never in them will not die.
Day passes for the day ...
I still want to find the answer:
Why do people appreciate
When they are no longer close?
PS
I know Michael, your life is not in vain
You just wanted to give children the happiness
You tried to awaken within us human
You'll always be king of the 20 th century!
as you gave happiness to others ...
He did not like everything
He was alone in the whole wide world
He taught us to be kinder
He appealed to protect the planet.
Appreciate the love, doing good
contempt for revenge
forgave the insult, he loved life,
Preserved word of honor.
His eyes filled with deep
unearthly warmth
In his eyes concealed life
a hard life.
About him in the newspapers wrote
Just slander and lies
he wanted to humiliate,
What magazine did not take.
Michael is gone forever,
Nobody really does not return
He remained in the hearts
He's never in them will not die.
Day passes for the day ...
I still want to find the answer:
Why do people appreciate
When they are no longer close?
PS
I know Michael, your life is not in vain
You just wanted to give children the happiness
You tried to awaken within us human
You'll always be king of the 20 th century!
A judge has ruled that witnesses will NOT be allowed to discuss Michael Jackson's child molestation case during Dr. Conrad Murray's manslaughter trial.
L.A. County Superior Court Judge Michael Pastor said any testimony relating to the molestation case is irrelevant -- and would be distracting and misleading to the jury.
The judge also banned Arnie Klein from testifying -- after prosecutors argued the defense would try to blame the dermatologist for the death ... and take away attention from the man on the hot seat -- Dr. Murray.
L.A. County Superior Court Judge Michael Pastor said any testimony relating to the molestation case is irrelevant -- and would be distracting and misleading to the jury.
The judge also banned Arnie Klein from testifying -- after prosecutors argued the defense would try to blame the dermatologist for the death ... and take away attention from the man on the hot seat -- Dr. Murray.
do this " Ti say " lest kill them all" Michael say " yes" Michael and boys and went to kill the boss and bad team and they won yea so the cops story is over sry.
Well...I haven't written this story in 4 months!!! But.. MJMusicRox, Inspired me to finish the next chapter. ^_^ So, I think I will. There are 9 Chapters so far. So...If you haven't read all the chapters...Maybe you can read them? Tell me what you think? Personally I didn't even think it was a good story. But some people said they liked it...Lol. I wrote it for fun. So...I'll re-read over all the other chapters...Because I don't remember all that happened. XD Kay...Bye! <3
~Mccala
p.s I have this thing on my computer now that checks the spelling...Less mistakes!
~Mccala
p.s I have this thing on my computer now that checks the spelling...Less mistakes!
The Next day Michael woke up notice that he was on floor and he just remember that he passed out so he got up and then he took a cold shower and he just wanted to chill out for today. Michael just put on hes PJS and he just watch some football and play some video games and then Usher call Michael and Usher say " yo Michael how are u feeling?" Michael say " i am doing good" Usher say " thats good but u know we have a job tonight right? Michael say " NO i didnt know u didnt even call me early but anyway i am not going" Usher say " What??" Michael say " I am not going Bit** " Usher say " u know what when I see u i am kill " Michael say " whatever " Usher say " watch u wish u was dead already" sorry whats happen when Usher sees Michael is he gonna get killed or stay alive. To be contuine
August 29 came the birth of a boy
He would later fill the world with joy
The year was 1958
This boy was going to be something great
the years went by he learnt to sing and dance
Anyone who saw him was put in a trance
"He is fantastic" they would say real keen
Never such talent had been seen
As he grew older he became more beautiful
And everything he did was simply delightful
The man I speak of
The man I love
Was sent to us from up above
Michael Jackson is his name
Never will anyone have such fame
you are my angel I will love you FOREVER
My heart will leave you Michael NEVER×××××
He would later fill the world with joy
The year was 1958
This boy was going to be something great
the years went by he learnt to sing and dance
Anyone who saw him was put in a trance
"He is fantastic" they would say real keen
Never such talent had been seen
As he grew older he became more beautiful
And everything he did was simply delightful
The man I speak of
The man I love
Was sent to us from up above
Michael Jackson is his name
Never will anyone have such fame
you are my angel I will love you FOREVER
My heart will leave you Michael NEVER×××××