The volgende day, after rehearsal
Becca was gonna go find a dress today. She had to wait for Janet to get off work, so she was bored. She took out her phone and started messing with it. Michael passed door her and saw her mess with her phone, putting it between her hands. "I'll explain this one last time. Too high to get over, too low to get under...therefore your stuck in the middle." He said. Becca looked at him and chuckled. "And the pain is thunder. I know that." She finished and giggled. He sat down volgende to her. "So who are u waiting for?" "Janet. Gotta get things done today." "Oh, waiting for Dunk. She's a crazy one." "Dunk? Why call her that?" "Been her nickname for a while. Mine is applehead." He chuckled when he called himself that. Becca giggled at it. "I think that's a cute nickname." On his pure white skin, u can see him blush. "You really think its cute?" "Yeah. When I was younger, I was called bobblehead." "Why?" "Because I can verplaats my head like a bobblehead. See?" And she demonstrated moving her head like a bobblehead and Michael chuckled. "Wow. That's interesting." "Oh, Michael? I got the package last night." "You did?" "Yeah. Thanks for the jacket. And...well...what u wrote in the note..." "You don't think I'm creepy, do you?" "No! I don't think your creepy at all. I may like you, too. Age to me doesn't matter. It's just a number." Michael was shocked to hear that. Soon they heard a horn honking. "That must be Janet. Well, I'll see u at the dance, Michael." "Wait...you're going?" "Yeah. Why wouldn't I?" "Well, uh..." Becca giggled before she got out the door. "You act like such a child...that's what I like about you. And that u can be yourself, even in disguise." Then she got into Janet's car and they drove off to the store.
At the store
Janet parked and she and Becca got out of the car and walked up to the door. They talked about what the dress should look like and Janet noticed Becca wearing the silver jacket. "Did Michael give u that?" She asked being curious. "Yeah, he did. He sent it in a package to me." Becca said. She nodded and they went into the store and found Rebbie, LaToya and Katherine. They had found one dress in particular, but wasn't sure if Becca would like it. They held it up to her for her to see and she was shocked. She held it. "It's even better than I imagined. I'm gonna go try it on!" She runs to the dressing room and changes into the dress. She comes out, putting the jas over it and shows everyone. Janet and Katherine were clapping. Rebbie and LaToya were whistling and she did a couple turns like she was a model. She pulled a Michael Jackson in front of them and Janet was laughing. "I didn't know Michael was disguised as a girl!" She said. Becca shook her head. "Janet, could u get me that fedora over there?" She asked and she went to get it and handed it to Becca. "You really wanna see Michael? Here u go!" She put the fedora on and did a bit of Smooth Criminal. Everyone was in shock. "Wow. Let's get the dress then. The party is tonight." Becca nodded and changed back into her clothes and they bought the dress. The fedora had to go back sadly, but she was happy they got the dress.
Being dropped off at the party
Becca was led up to the door to Neverland Ranch door Jermaine. She had on the jas and her dress and her black dance shoes. (Me: Not heels. She can't dance in heels. And neither can I XD) Jermaine knocked on the door and soon enough Michael answered. "Becca, u look lovely tonight." He said. "That's exactly what I said, Michael." Jermaine zei to him. She had her hair all waved and it had some sparkles in it from her hairspray. "Have fun, Becca." "Thanks, Jermaine." She zei and he left. Michael held out his arm and her arm linked with his. He led her inside Neverland Ranch and saw all these lights. She was in awe at the decorations. "It's beautiful, Michael. I've never seen anything like it." Michael smiled at her and led her to some of the booths that were up.
In the dance room
Becca had loads of fun, now it was time for the dance. She looked around the room and saw other people there and saw the decorations. "Wow...there's so many people here." She said. Michael looked at her and could tell she was a bit scared of crowds. 'I gotta make this a night for her to remember. There's no rehearsal tomorrow, so maybe...got it.' He thought. As soon as he thought that, u Are Not Alone started playing. Since no one was out on the floor yet, he thought he'd make a difference and be on there first. He held out his hand to Becca. "Would u like to dance?" He asked. She looked at his hand and at everyone else. They were shocked and she looked back at Michael. "Sure, I'd love to." She took his hand and they went to the middle of the dance floor. He put his hand on her waist and took her hand in his as she put her hand on his shoulder. Everyone watched them dance, even Paris, Prince, and Blanket. (Me: Yeah, they were there, too. They wanted to see her dance with their daddy.) Michael started turning her and spun her back to him, her back to his chest. They continued dancing until the song ended. Once it ended, everyone clapped. When another slow song came on, she turned to Michael. "Would u mind if I danced with one of your sons?" "Not at all. I'll dance with Paris." They agreed and Becca went to ask Blanket, since he was the shyest. "Blanket, would u like to dance?" He looked up and nodded. She saw Prince dancing with his girlfriend and smiled and took Blanket out onto the floor. He may have been a few inches shorter than Becca, but he could still reach her. He was looking away and Becca giggled. "You know, Blanket, u don't have to be shy." He looked up at Becca. "I...I can't help it." He said. Becca thought that he was just the cutest. He was a spitting image of Michael, even if he was adopted. When the song ended, Blanket gave her a hug and she hugged back, putting her hand on his head. "Thanks for the dance, Becca." "Thanks for dancing with me, Blanket. Be brave volgende time, ok?" He nodded and went back to Paris and Prince. Paris was proud of Blanket for dancing. Michael came up behind her and placed his hand on her shoulder. "How was Blanket?" He asked. "A natural. Guaranteed he's a bit shy. He's like you, Michael." Michael chuckled. "Yeah he is, isn't he? I have a surprise for you. Come on." He guided Becca out of the room and made sure his kids didn't follow. "Where are u taking me, Michael?" "Somewhere." Soon enough, she found herself in front of the Ferris Wheel. There were people waiting in line, but nothing they could get passed.
On the Ferris Wheel
Becca was looking out the window of the car they were in. "Wow...the scene is so beautiful from here." She said. Michael could tell she's never been to a theme park before. (Me: Be patient, his surprise is coming.) Once they got to the top, boven of the Ferris Wheel, it stopped. "Why did it stop?" She asked. "Look over there, Becca." Michael said, pointing to the sky. Soon enough, she saw fireworks explode into hearts and peace signs. Michael looked at her and her mouth was covered door her hands. "It's beautiful, Michael." He saw a tear fall down her cheek and he wiped it away. She looked at him and saw him leaning in. Soon enough, he was close to her lips and kissed her. She was shocked, but closed her eyes and kissed back. When they released, she was in his arms, all cuddled up to him. The Ferris Wheel moved and they were back on the ground. Becca looked at the time and saw that it was almost midnight. "Oh, Michael. I have to get home. Joseph and Katherine are expecting me to be home." "I'll take u home. Don't worry. Come on. Lets get to my car." "You drive?" "Yeah. Come on." And he led her to his car and got her in and drove her back to the house.
At the house
Michael stopped the car and got out, helping Becca out of the car. He walked her up to the door and turned to her. "Did u have fun?" He asked her. "Loads of fun. Thank u so much, Michael." She said, smiling. "Think you'll remember this night?" "I know I will remember this night, Michael." Michael moved her hair behind her ear and kissed her one last time. "Goodnight, my sweet angel." "Goodnight, King of Pop." They waved goodbye and he drove off. She went inside the house and saw Katherine sitting on the divan, bank with Joseph. "How was the dance?" She asked. "It was good, Katherine. It was really good. I danced with Michael and I danced with Blanket." Joseph actually looked shocked. "Blanket can dance?" He asked and Becca chuckled. "Yes he can, Joseph. He's shy, just like Michael, and he's a good dancer. Well, it's late. I might wanna change out of my dress and get some sleep." "But there's no rehearsal tomorrow, Becca. Did u know that?" Katherine was curious. "I knew that. I just wanna get some sleep. The dance made me a bit tired." "Okay. Well, goodnight, Becca." "Goodnight, Joseph and Katherine." She smiled and went into her room and closed the door and leaned up against the door. She touched her lips and could still feel the kiss. 'He kissed me...again, age is just a number. It doesn't matter what anyone else says.' She thought, changing out of her dress and into her pajamas. She climbed into bed and soon fell asleep.
At Michael's house
Michael changed out of his clothes and into his pajamas. 'I did it. I kissed her. She seemed to like it. I hope she did.' He thought while climbing into bed. 'I may be 50, but I don't seem like it. She even zei that age is just a number. I agree with that.' He soon fell asleep, knowing the fact that he can see Becca tomorrow, even though there is no rehearsal.
Becca was gonna go find a dress today. She had to wait for Janet to get off work, so she was bored. She took out her phone and started messing with it. Michael passed door her and saw her mess with her phone, putting it between her hands. "I'll explain this one last time. Too high to get over, too low to get under...therefore your stuck in the middle." He said. Becca looked at him and chuckled. "And the pain is thunder. I know that." She finished and giggled. He sat down volgende to her. "So who are u waiting for?" "Janet. Gotta get things done today." "Oh, waiting for Dunk. She's a crazy one." "Dunk? Why call her that?" "Been her nickname for a while. Mine is applehead." He chuckled when he called himself that. Becca giggled at it. "I think that's a cute nickname." On his pure white skin, u can see him blush. "You really think its cute?" "Yeah. When I was younger, I was called bobblehead." "Why?" "Because I can verplaats my head like a bobblehead. See?" And she demonstrated moving her head like a bobblehead and Michael chuckled. "Wow. That's interesting." "Oh, Michael? I got the package last night." "You did?" "Yeah. Thanks for the jacket. And...well...what u wrote in the note..." "You don't think I'm creepy, do you?" "No! I don't think your creepy at all. I may like you, too. Age to me doesn't matter. It's just a number." Michael was shocked to hear that. Soon they heard a horn honking. "That must be Janet. Well, I'll see u at the dance, Michael." "Wait...you're going?" "Yeah. Why wouldn't I?" "Well, uh..." Becca giggled before she got out the door. "You act like such a child...that's what I like about you. And that u can be yourself, even in disguise." Then she got into Janet's car and they drove off to the store.
At the store
Janet parked and she and Becca got out of the car and walked up to the door. They talked about what the dress should look like and Janet noticed Becca wearing the silver jacket. "Did Michael give u that?" She asked being curious. "Yeah, he did. He sent it in a package to me." Becca said. She nodded and they went into the store and found Rebbie, LaToya and Katherine. They had found one dress in particular, but wasn't sure if Becca would like it. They held it up to her for her to see and she was shocked. She held it. "It's even better than I imagined. I'm gonna go try it on!" She runs to the dressing room and changes into the dress. She comes out, putting the jas over it and shows everyone. Janet and Katherine were clapping. Rebbie and LaToya were whistling and she did a couple turns like she was a model. She pulled a Michael Jackson in front of them and Janet was laughing. "I didn't know Michael was disguised as a girl!" She said. Becca shook her head. "Janet, could u get me that fedora over there?" She asked and she went to get it and handed it to Becca. "You really wanna see Michael? Here u go!" She put the fedora on and did a bit of Smooth Criminal. Everyone was in shock. "Wow. Let's get the dress then. The party is tonight." Becca nodded and changed back into her clothes and they bought the dress. The fedora had to go back sadly, but she was happy they got the dress.
Being dropped off at the party
Becca was led up to the door to Neverland Ranch door Jermaine. She had on the jas and her dress and her black dance shoes. (Me: Not heels. She can't dance in heels. And neither can I XD) Jermaine knocked on the door and soon enough Michael answered. "Becca, u look lovely tonight." He said. "That's exactly what I said, Michael." Jermaine zei to him. She had her hair all waved and it had some sparkles in it from her hairspray. "Have fun, Becca." "Thanks, Jermaine." She zei and he left. Michael held out his arm and her arm linked with his. He led her inside Neverland Ranch and saw all these lights. She was in awe at the decorations. "It's beautiful, Michael. I've never seen anything like it." Michael smiled at her and led her to some of the booths that were up.
In the dance room
Becca had loads of fun, now it was time for the dance. She looked around the room and saw other people there and saw the decorations. "Wow...there's so many people here." She said. Michael looked at her and could tell she was a bit scared of crowds. 'I gotta make this a night for her to remember. There's no rehearsal tomorrow, so maybe...got it.' He thought. As soon as he thought that, u Are Not Alone started playing. Since no one was out on the floor yet, he thought he'd make a difference and be on there first. He held out his hand to Becca. "Would u like to dance?" He asked. She looked at his hand and at everyone else. They were shocked and she looked back at Michael. "Sure, I'd love to." She took his hand and they went to the middle of the dance floor. He put his hand on her waist and took her hand in his as she put her hand on his shoulder. Everyone watched them dance, even Paris, Prince, and Blanket. (Me: Yeah, they were there, too. They wanted to see her dance with their daddy.) Michael started turning her and spun her back to him, her back to his chest. They continued dancing until the song ended. Once it ended, everyone clapped. When another slow song came on, she turned to Michael. "Would u mind if I danced with one of your sons?" "Not at all. I'll dance with Paris." They agreed and Becca went to ask Blanket, since he was the shyest. "Blanket, would u like to dance?" He looked up and nodded. She saw Prince dancing with his girlfriend and smiled and took Blanket out onto the floor. He may have been a few inches shorter than Becca, but he could still reach her. He was looking away and Becca giggled. "You know, Blanket, u don't have to be shy." He looked up at Becca. "I...I can't help it." He said. Becca thought that he was just the cutest. He was a spitting image of Michael, even if he was adopted. When the song ended, Blanket gave her a hug and she hugged back, putting her hand on his head. "Thanks for the dance, Becca." "Thanks for dancing with me, Blanket. Be brave volgende time, ok?" He nodded and went back to Paris and Prince. Paris was proud of Blanket for dancing. Michael came up behind her and placed his hand on her shoulder. "How was Blanket?" He asked. "A natural. Guaranteed he's a bit shy. He's like you, Michael." Michael chuckled. "Yeah he is, isn't he? I have a surprise for you. Come on." He guided Becca out of the room and made sure his kids didn't follow. "Where are u taking me, Michael?" "Somewhere." Soon enough, she found herself in front of the Ferris Wheel. There were people waiting in line, but nothing they could get passed.
On the Ferris Wheel
Becca was looking out the window of the car they were in. "Wow...the scene is so beautiful from here." She said. Michael could tell she's never been to a theme park before. (Me: Be patient, his surprise is coming.) Once they got to the top, boven of the Ferris Wheel, it stopped. "Why did it stop?" She asked. "Look over there, Becca." Michael said, pointing to the sky. Soon enough, she saw fireworks explode into hearts and peace signs. Michael looked at her and her mouth was covered door her hands. "It's beautiful, Michael." He saw a tear fall down her cheek and he wiped it away. She looked at him and saw him leaning in. Soon enough, he was close to her lips and kissed her. She was shocked, but closed her eyes and kissed back. When they released, she was in his arms, all cuddled up to him. The Ferris Wheel moved and they were back on the ground. Becca looked at the time and saw that it was almost midnight. "Oh, Michael. I have to get home. Joseph and Katherine are expecting me to be home." "I'll take u home. Don't worry. Come on. Lets get to my car." "You drive?" "Yeah. Come on." And he led her to his car and got her in and drove her back to the house.
At the house
Michael stopped the car and got out, helping Becca out of the car. He walked her up to the door and turned to her. "Did u have fun?" He asked her. "Loads of fun. Thank u so much, Michael." She said, smiling. "Think you'll remember this night?" "I know I will remember this night, Michael." Michael moved her hair behind her ear and kissed her one last time. "Goodnight, my sweet angel." "Goodnight, King of Pop." They waved goodbye and he drove off. She went inside the house and saw Katherine sitting on the divan, bank with Joseph. "How was the dance?" She asked. "It was good, Katherine. It was really good. I danced with Michael and I danced with Blanket." Joseph actually looked shocked. "Blanket can dance?" He asked and Becca chuckled. "Yes he can, Joseph. He's shy, just like Michael, and he's a good dancer. Well, it's late. I might wanna change out of my dress and get some sleep." "But there's no rehearsal tomorrow, Becca. Did u know that?" Katherine was curious. "I knew that. I just wanna get some sleep. The dance made me a bit tired." "Okay. Well, goodnight, Becca." "Goodnight, Joseph and Katherine." She smiled and went into her room and closed the door and leaned up against the door. She touched her lips and could still feel the kiss. 'He kissed me...again, age is just a number. It doesn't matter what anyone else says.' She thought, changing out of her dress and into her pajamas. She climbed into bed and soon fell asleep.
At Michael's house
Michael changed out of his clothes and into his pajamas. 'I did it. I kissed her. She seemed to like it. I hope she did.' He thought while climbing into bed. 'I may be 50, but I don't seem like it. She even zei that age is just a number. I agree with that.' He soon fell asleep, knowing the fact that he can see Becca tomorrow, even though there is no rehearsal.
It,s been forever since I saw u dance and heard u sing ONE meer CHANCE
Eternity I think of so it seem, since I heard u sing BILLIE JEAN
Tears fall down my face the most when I watch the movie u called GHOST
When I hear u sing BLOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR my lips verplaats sftly as i say I LOVE u MORE!!!
The love pounds deep inside of me, when I see u concert HISTORY
Lust pours through me with all its might, when I watch u sing BLACK AND WHITE
I knew u weren,t just a passing fad, as soon as i saw your cute face sing BAD
If I could talk to u on the phone, I would say Michael u ARE NOT ALONE
I wish we together just us two, cause darling Michael I JUST CANT STOP LOVING YOU!!!!!
Michael Jackson's personal chef Kai Chase just testified -- claiming a frantic Dr. Conrad Murray begged her for help the dag MJ died, ten minuten before anyone called 911.
According to Chase, she was in the keuken-, keuken preparing lunch for Michael and his kids -- and between 12:05 and 12:10PM, Murray ran downstairs, yelling for her to "get Prince, get help, get security."
Chase claimed she sent Prince to Dr. Murray and returned to work.
Chase admitted she didn't contact security -- a point highlighted door defense attorney J. Michael Flanagan.
Yesterday, MJ's personal assistant Michael Amir Williams testified ... Murray called him at 12:13 PM, and Williams immediately phoned security. MJ's security guard Alberto Alvarez eventually called 911 at 12:21 -- between 11 and 16 minuten after Murray allegedly asked Chase for help.
While Chase was leaving court today, we asked if she thought her testimony was helpful -- she responded, "Absolutely."
According to Chase, she was in the keuken-, keuken preparing lunch for Michael and his kids -- and between 12:05 and 12:10PM, Murray ran downstairs, yelling for her to "get Prince, get help, get security."
Chase claimed she sent Prince to Dr. Murray and returned to work.
Chase admitted she didn't contact security -- a point highlighted door defense attorney J. Michael Flanagan.
Yesterday, MJ's personal assistant Michael Amir Williams testified ... Murray called him at 12:13 PM, and Williams immediately phoned security. MJ's security guard Alberto Alvarez eventually called 911 at 12:21 -- between 11 and 16 minuten after Murray allegedly asked Chase for help.
While Chase was leaving court today, we asked if she thought her testimony was helpful -- she responded, "Absolutely."
Michael, we remember and appreciate
as u 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.
dag passes for the dag ...
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
u just wanted to give children the happiness
u tried to awaken within us human
You'll always be king of the 20 th century!
as u 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.
dag passes for the dag ...
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
u just wanted to give children the happiness
u 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 zei 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 zitplaats, stoel -- Dr. Murray.
L.A. County Superior Court Judge Michael Pastor zei 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 zitplaats, stoel -- Dr. Murray.
La Toya Jackson thinks a lot of Michael Jackson haters have had a change of hart-, hart since her brother died -- but it's unclear whether she's including Gene Simmons in that group.
You'll recall KISS got dropped from the upcoming MJ tribute concert in part because Gene has zei he believes Michael was a child molester.
This weekend in Bev Hills we asked La Toya if she thought the concert should be off limits to artists who disrespected Michael. Her answer is all about forgiveness ... but are u buying it?
You'll recall KISS got dropped from the upcoming MJ tribute concert in part because Gene has zei he believes Michael was a child molester.
This weekend in Bev Hills we asked La Toya if she thought the concert should be off limits to artists who disrespected Michael. Her answer is all about forgiveness ... but are u buying it?
The Michael Jackson estate is tired of waiting for Lloyd's of London to pay out on the $17.5 million "This Is it" insurance policy -- so they're going after Lloyd's in court ... demanding they pay up, stat.
Lloyd's of London originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether door homicide of not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.
Lloyd's of London originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether door homicide of not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.