Dedicated to Helena Berglind (A.K.A. Chokladen94) my bestest fanpop friend, Jennine Jackson (A.K.A. mjjennine) My MJ obsessed friend, Jane Jones (A.K.A. Peterdaddy) for being there for me when I need you, Essie Pan (A.K.A. mjpeterpan) my angel, for all your advice, Abigail Page (A.K.A. powertothefoxes) for your creative mind, and Alicia (A.K.A. foreveraMJJFan), for inspiring me to write this fantasy. Thank you all so much. I love all MJ fans from the bottom of my heart.

Prologue:
The Year is 2000 and Michael has been thinking up some new songs. He has decided to go to the recording studio and do some demos...

It was just another day in the life of an artist for Michael. He had recorded new ideas for songs on a tape recorder and has decided to transfer them from the tape to the studio. He loved making music. And he knew the fans loved it too. But he still felt as though he was missing something in his life. Like there was a hole in his heart that only that missing thing could fill. He just couldn’t bear this feeling... one of loneliness. The closest woman he’d last been with was his ex-wife Lisa. He had loved her to bits and didn’t feel as though he was ready to move on. At least that’s what he initially thought.

As he was recording his new song, “You Rock my World,” with Chris Tucker, he seemed... unfocused. Matt, who was helping them record the song, could tell Michael wasn’t feeling all that well and suggested they take a break. At that moment, Chris turned to Michael with a look that meant the same as what he said...

“What’s wrong with you Mike? You seem so down lately,”
“It’s nothin’ Chris, really,” Michael said as he sat on the floor.    
“Mike shamone! If it WAS nothing, we’d be done in here by now,”
“It’s just that... well this may sound ridiculous but I just feel... lonely, you know. Here I am singing about a girl that doesn’t even exist, expressing my emotions vocally to a figment of my imagination, because love songs are what my fans like to hear. I mean, the last person I really felt close to was...”
“Lisa?” Chris said, cutting him off.
“Exactly.”
‘Man you gotta forget about her and move on wicha life. Get yourself a pretty young thing. You’ll find what you’re looking for.”
“I don’t know man, I mean, what if she does the same thing to me? I can’t bear to love and lose again...”

... Meanwhile, in another part of the building...

“Brooke, I need you to do a favour for me,”
“Yes Dad... I mean, Sir?”
“I need you to go to studio 7 today first, instead of your usual routine... and make certain you do,”
“Should I know why I need to go to number 7 first?”
“Let’s just say... Matt’s working with someone in there at the moment and it’s essential that they are kept in a good frame of mind.”
“Okay, I’m on my way.” Brooke said. She knew better than to question her father too much. But why number 7 first, she thought...

Part 2 will hopefully be up soon. Don't worry. It gets better