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Michael...
I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my heart skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous chocolate cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, pillow lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of you angel face.
I wonder what you dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
You do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if you can feel my gentle touches? If you can, do you like it? I gently move your hair from your face and behind your ear.
Suddenly, you move and your big, warm arms wrap around me. Your scent is deliciously intoxicating. Your body is so warm. ... I'm in Heaven. My heart is racing. Your heartbeat is musical.
I really wish we could be together. I just want to be able to kiss your lips. To maybe just kiss your cheek. And to feel your lips on mine. In just three years... We could be together.
But you... DO you Love me like I Love you? Are you happier when I'm around? Are you sadder when I'm not? Does your heart race at the speed of light when we're close? Do you get shivers at my every word?
I wish we were closer in age...
Your harmonious heartbeat and breath lull me to sleep.
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I wake up to the murmured sounds of The Three Stooges and your angelic giggles.
"Good morning!" you give me that beautiful Smile. "Sleep well?"
"Yes," I yawn, putting my hand over my mouth.
"Your mother's coming over at 3 to pick you up for your violin lessons," You inform me, a sort of sad tone in your voice.
"Damn," I sigh and sit up.
"I know," you look at me. Your eyes are amazing. I'm actually lost for a minute until a bonk! on ther TV scares me. You giggle. I'm still tired. I lean on you, and we snuggle and watch TV. Curly's having Trouble with his sweater.
"So," your sweet voice sounds unsure how to start. "Have you found you Girlfriend or boyfriend yet?"
"I have my eye on people..." I blush, not wanting to make it odd. You seem dissapointed. I can tell.
"Like who?" You have that ooh, tell me! voice that you use to cover it up.
"A guy and a girl," I say, giggling and playing with your bed-headed curls. You say, with an amazing chuckle that I'm being cryptic. "Why do you need to know?"
"So if they hurt you, I can get my bodyguards to teach them a lesson," you say in all seriousness. Your eyes have dulled a bit (this happens when you're serious about things like this) and your mouth is pressed in a firm line. Your eyes are looking straight into mine, pleading, If they even look at you in a way you don't like, you tell me. "I really don't wanna see you hurt, Adds." Your eyes get their sparkly-ness (new word :D) back as I hug you. I can feel your heart beat as fast as mine. "Thank you, Michael..." I say softly as you stroke my hair with your hand and whisper, "You're welcome..." Then you say, "You mean so much to me... I don't like seeing you hurt... It makes my stomach twist."
You're so sweet... I nod and you kiss my forehead gently. You have no idea how many Butterflies are in my stomach right now. How Happy I feel, just from that little kiss on the forehead. I can't describe at all my feelings, Michael.
Your caring eyes look into mine. "If you're hurt, physically, emotionally, or-"
"I know, Mike..." I say, sorry to interrupt. "You tell me that every day..."
"Do I tell you that You're My Best Friend everyday?" you ask, a sweet Smile on your face that almost makes me lose my breath.
"Yes," I laugh. "Twice."
"I'm gonna up it to three," then that grin you give me literally makes me have to catch my breath. I giggle. "What's the occasion?"
"You," you say simply.

I'm so happy I'm your best friend and you're mine. We share secrets, play games and giggle with eachother. Just being close to you is amazing. I thank God everyday for you. I've prayed, ever since I heard your voice to meet you.
My prayers have been answered.
*~* End of part one! *~*
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Fancy's P.O.V.

Michael and his brothers were playing basketball in our backyard like normal kids. Tito was trying to be act like he was a great basketball player, which he isn't and Jackie stole the ball maliciously while Tito was on cloud nine.

The game only lasted about ten minutes, kinda pitiful if you were to play in the NBA. Today was the last day they could stay before they left in the morning, so we decided to hang out as for long as we could.

I was in the kitchen popping some popcorn during our sleepover downstairs. Auntie Colette was already asleep and left us to fret for ourselves....
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1973 Golden Globe Awards
1973 Golden Globe Awards
Just about every year, I play Michael's music; in addition, to watching some of the documentaries pertaining to his life and legacy on Thursday, June 25th. I celebrate the life he lived, and look back all of his accomplishments despite everything that's been said about him in the tabloids and so forth. Sure, I was visibly upset when I heard about his passing, and I cried uncontrollably that that for the reason he's been apart of our lives for such a long, and I feel as though we all knew knew on a personal on a personal level, as well, as through his music. Michael Jackson was one of the greatest...
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A Collage of Fancy and Michael now
A Collage of Fancy and Michael now
4 years later...

Summer 1972

Fancy's P.O.V

My life has changed completely since Michael's left. I moved to Atlanta, Georgia with my rich Auntie Colette with my sister and we both pursued a career in modeling as a duo. My mother filed for divorce and my father moved to the Bahamas. Since then, my mother is too busy going on business trips. Michael's wrote me a few times, but not recently. When I wrote him a letter last month, I never got a response.

Auntie Colette has us modeling for the Calvin Klein clothing company that was established in 1968. The photo shoots were successful and earned us...
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It was 2:00 in the morning, I was lying down next to Prince when the phone rang “Hello?" I groaned as a soft voice whispered “Hey, Lilly. Did I wake you?" Michael worried as I sat up “Oh no, what's wrong? Do I need to come over?" I worried as he chuckled. Michael was my best friend in the whole world, we told each other alot of secrets. But I always thought Michael had a secret he just didn't want to tell me “No, Lilly. I just wanted someone to talk to. That's all. Is Prince sleep?" Michael said as I whispered “Yeah, he is so cute." Michael chuckled “Oh God. Lilly, we all know...
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Fancy's Jumpsuit
Fancy's Jumpsuit
Michael's P.O.V

Joseph looks at us with anger in his eyes. " Well, are you just going to stand there or are you going to work? Don't make me pull out my belt!!!" He said, pointing to the smooth leather belt on his pants.

I immediately grab the microphone and start practicing with no stopping. Joseph just sits in the chair, waiting for someone to mess up.

Mother then comes in with Janet and Randy behind her. Joseph glances at her with a confused look. " Kate, I told you already to not have the other children here while they're practicing!" He yelled.

We stop singing and look at Joseph with scared...
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