The following day
Becca was the first one to wake up. She looked over at Michael and he was sound asleep. 'I have to admit...he looks really cute when he's asleep. Wait, what am I thinking?! He's 50...then again...age is just a number.' She thought and carefully got out of bed and out of the room. She walked around the house and got herself familiar with everything. She eventually found the kitchen and thought of what to make. "Hm...what to make for breakfast...something for me and Michael..." She said to herself. She looked around the kitchen, then heard a song playing. It was Billie Jean. She stopped looking and did all the dance moves from the start with the fedora to the moonwalk to the toe stand, everything. She was completely oblivious to Michael watching her dance. Once she was done dancing, she heard clapping and turned to see Michael standing there, smiling. She jumped and grabbed her chest. "Michael! You scared me." "Sorry, but that was really good. I knew I recognized that dance. I saw someone dancing on the street to that song." Becca's eyes went wide. "So...you were the one that..." He nodded. She shrunk to the ground, looking up at Michael. "Oh wow...I must be dreaming." Michael pinched her shoulder. "Aaow! What was that for?" He chuckled at her reaction. "Just to make sure you believe you weren't dreaming, Becca. Oh, and you sound like me, too." Michael helped her up and led her to the living room. She still said that she was dreaming and that there was no way they slept in the same room, in the same bed, together. Michael went back into the kitchen and started making breakfast.
After breakfast
Becca cleaned the dishes. Michael tried to stop her, but she wanted to be useful if she stayed even that one night. While she was cleaning, Michael went to change and he grabbed his silver suit jacket. He came back out and looked at Becca, who was already dressed. "How did you change so fast?" He asked her. She just smiled at him. "Easy. Magic. Haha." She said and giggled. "Well, today, we're gonna be doing The Drill and They Don't Care About Us. Do you think you're up for it?" She smiled at him. "Always up for anything, Michael." He smiled back at her. "Good. Because this will be fun." Becca couldn't wait to get to the studio and rehearse. 'They Don't Care About Us' is one of her favorite songs.
At the studio
Michael was going over the dance to put in The Drill. Travis was in charge of the drill, but Michael wanted to be creative. No one seemed to get it, but Travis and Michael. (Me: This is where Michael finds out about Becca's visual learning abilities.) "Who's got this drill down already?" Travis asked. Nobody answered. Becca was sneaking away, trying to prevent herself from being seen, but was caught by Michael. "Becca? Would you like to try the drill?" He asked. She cringed because she was caught, but nodded and walked over. She first let Travis lead her in it and once he was done, she performed the exact same thing. Michael was in shock. 'How is she doing this? And she didn't even mess up.' He thought. He let it go for a while and they went on rehearsing the whole song, over and over until everyone got it.
After rehearsal
Becca went into the lobby and sat down waiting for Joseph to show up. Michael saw her sitting on the couch in the lobby and walked up to her. "Hey Becca." She looked up and saw Michael. "Hey Michael. What's going on?" "I just have to ask you something." "Ok." He sat down next to her and turned to her. "Are you a...visual learner by any chance?" "Been diagnosed with it since I was 5. Why?" "I was just wondering because no one could get that dance down in just a few seconds like I could. You are the only one who I can connect with." Becca was in shock. She remembered reading in Moonwalk that he was a visual learner. He learned all his dancing from the stage and that was his schooling. She soon saw Joseph's car and stood up. "That's Joseph. I gotta get going." Michael soon stood up with her. "I'll walk you to the car." "Thanks." Then they walked out and to the car. "Thank you, Michael." "No problem, Becca." Then they hugged and Joseph saw and cleared his throat, for his window was rolled down. Michael looked at him and quickly pulled away. "I'll see you at tomorrow's rehearsal then?" "Yeah. See you tomorrow, Michael." They waved goodbye and she got into the car and they drove off.
Later that night
Becca sat against the wall on her bed and looked up at the ceiling. Soon, Katherine came into the room. "Becca, Michael dropped something off for you." "Huh? He did?" "Yeah. Here." She handed Becca a box and she opened it. In the box, she found his silver jacket that he wore that morning. She took it out of the box and found a note. It said: Dear Becca, I figured you may like this. I'm giving you my silver jacket because I know how much you like silver. Anyway, I didn't say it earlier when I walked you to Joseph's car, but...and this may sound weird, but...well...I may like you. Paris and Blanket won't stop talking about you. Blanket was even asking if you could be their mother. Anyway, I hope you like it. With love, Michael. Becca held the note to her and put the jacket on. She sniffed it and it still smells like him. 'I'm never gonna forget this...ever.' She thought. Katherine looked inside the box and saw an invitation. She picked it up and looked at it. "I think he's inviting you to something, Becca." "Huh?" She took the envelope and opened it up to see an invitation. She read it out loud. "You have been invited to a dance at Neverland Ranch." She opened it up and saw the address and his number and continued reading. "Please RSVP if you are going to this dance. We'll have food, drinks, games, etc. I'll be expecting you. Either RSVP by calling or talk with me tomorrow at rehearsal." She looked up at Katherine in shock. "Oh...my...god...I can't believe it. I've been invited to a dance that he's hosting." Katherine told her that she, Rebbie, LaToya and Janet can help her find a dress to wear with the jacket he sent her. "Hm...maybe something gold with the jacket and put a black stripe on your waist. We'll go find the dress tomorrow after you get back from rehearsal. Janet will be picking you up tomorrow." Becca nodded and said goodnight to Katherine. She walked out of the room and Becca laid down on the bed after putting the jacket in the closet and soon fell asleep.
With Michael
Michael was hoping Becca got the package. He knew she liked his silver jacket, so he gave it to her. He just couldn't believe he told her in a note that he liked her. 'Oh jeez, she may think I'm a pedophile for saying that. She's 18. Why am I thinking this? I really don't want to be sued again before we finish rehearsals.' He thought. He heard his door open and he saw Paris walk in. "What's the matter, Paris?" He asked her as he sat up. She walked over to him and sat on the bed. "I can't sleep, dad. Can you help me?" She said. "Sure, sweetheart. What do you want me to do?" "Can you sing for me?" "Sing what?" "Um...surprise me." Michael nodded and started singing Someone In The Dark.
"All alone wishing on stars
Waiting for you to find me
One sweet night I knew I would see
A stranger who'd be my friend
When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark that comes shining through
It tells you never be afraid
Then somewhere in your heart you can feel the glow
A light to keep you warm when the night winds blow
Like it was written in the stars I knew
My friend, my someone in the dark was you
Promise me we'll always be
Walking the world together
Hand in hand where dreams never end
My star secret friend and me
When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark that comes shining through
It tells you never be afraid
Then somewhere in your heart you can feel the glow
A light to keep you warm when the night winds blow
Look for the rainbow in the sky
I believe you and I
Could never really say goodbye
Wherever you may be
I'll look up and see
Someone in the dark for me
Wherever you may be
I'll look up and see
Someone in the dark for me." He sang and soon Paris was asleep. He carefully carried her to her room and tucked her into bed and kissed her forehead. He then went back into his room and got back in bed and soon fell asleep.
Becca was the first one to wake up. She looked over at Michael and he was sound asleep. 'I have to admit...he looks really cute when he's asleep. Wait, what am I thinking?! He's 50...then again...age is just a number.' She thought and carefully got out of bed and out of the room. She walked around the house and got herself familiar with everything. She eventually found the kitchen and thought of what to make. "Hm...what to make for breakfast...something for me and Michael..." She said to herself. She looked around the kitchen, then heard a song playing. It was Billie Jean. She stopped looking and did all the dance moves from the start with the fedora to the moonwalk to the toe stand, everything. She was completely oblivious to Michael watching her dance. Once she was done dancing, she heard clapping and turned to see Michael standing there, smiling. She jumped and grabbed her chest. "Michael! You scared me." "Sorry, but that was really good. I knew I recognized that dance. I saw someone dancing on the street to that song." Becca's eyes went wide. "So...you were the one that..." He nodded. She shrunk to the ground, looking up at Michael. "Oh wow...I must be dreaming." Michael pinched her shoulder. "Aaow! What was that for?" He chuckled at her reaction. "Just to make sure you believe you weren't dreaming, Becca. Oh, and you sound like me, too." Michael helped her up and led her to the living room. She still said that she was dreaming and that there was no way they slept in the same room, in the same bed, together. Michael went back into the kitchen and started making breakfast.
After breakfast
Becca cleaned the dishes. Michael tried to stop her, but she wanted to be useful if she stayed even that one night. While she was cleaning, Michael went to change and he grabbed his silver suit jacket. He came back out and looked at Becca, who was already dressed. "How did you change so fast?" He asked her. She just smiled at him. "Easy. Magic. Haha." She said and giggled. "Well, today, we're gonna be doing The Drill and They Don't Care About Us. Do you think you're up for it?" She smiled at him. "Always up for anything, Michael." He smiled back at her. "Good. Because this will be fun." Becca couldn't wait to get to the studio and rehearse. 'They Don't Care About Us' is one of her favorite songs.
At the studio
Michael was going over the dance to put in The Drill. Travis was in charge of the drill, but Michael wanted to be creative. No one seemed to get it, but Travis and Michael. (Me: This is where Michael finds out about Becca's visual learning abilities.) "Who's got this drill down already?" Travis asked. Nobody answered. Becca was sneaking away, trying to prevent herself from being seen, but was caught by Michael. "Becca? Would you like to try the drill?" He asked. She cringed because she was caught, but nodded and walked over. She first let Travis lead her in it and once he was done, she performed the exact same thing. Michael was in shock. 'How is she doing this? And she didn't even mess up.' He thought. He let it go for a while and they went on rehearsing the whole song, over and over until everyone got it.
After rehearsal
Becca went into the lobby and sat down waiting for Joseph to show up. Michael saw her sitting on the couch in the lobby and walked up to her. "Hey Becca." She looked up and saw Michael. "Hey Michael. What's going on?" "I just have to ask you something." "Ok." He sat down next to her and turned to her. "Are you a...visual learner by any chance?" "Been diagnosed with it since I was 5. Why?" "I was just wondering because no one could get that dance down in just a few seconds like I could. You are the only one who I can connect with." Becca was in shock. She remembered reading in Moonwalk that he was a visual learner. He learned all his dancing from the stage and that was his schooling. She soon saw Joseph's car and stood up. "That's Joseph. I gotta get going." Michael soon stood up with her. "I'll walk you to the car." "Thanks." Then they walked out and to the car. "Thank you, Michael." "No problem, Becca." Then they hugged and Joseph saw and cleared his throat, for his window was rolled down. Michael looked at him and quickly pulled away. "I'll see you at tomorrow's rehearsal then?" "Yeah. See you tomorrow, Michael." They waved goodbye and she got into the car and they drove off.
Later that night
Becca sat against the wall on her bed and looked up at the ceiling. Soon, Katherine came into the room. "Becca, Michael dropped something off for you." "Huh? He did?" "Yeah. Here." She handed Becca a box and she opened it. In the box, she found his silver jacket that he wore that morning. She took it out of the box and found a note. It said: Dear Becca, I figured you may like this. I'm giving you my silver jacket because I know how much you like silver. Anyway, I didn't say it earlier when I walked you to Joseph's car, but...and this may sound weird, but...well...I may like you. Paris and Blanket won't stop talking about you. Blanket was even asking if you could be their mother. Anyway, I hope you like it. With love, Michael. Becca held the note to her and put the jacket on. She sniffed it and it still smells like him. 'I'm never gonna forget this...ever.' She thought. Katherine looked inside the box and saw an invitation. She picked it up and looked at it. "I think he's inviting you to something, Becca." "Huh?" She took the envelope and opened it up to see an invitation. She read it out loud. "You have been invited to a dance at Neverland Ranch." She opened it up and saw the address and his number and continued reading. "Please RSVP if you are going to this dance. We'll have food, drinks, games, etc. I'll be expecting you. Either RSVP by calling or talk with me tomorrow at rehearsal." She looked up at Katherine in shock. "Oh...my...god...I can't believe it. I've been invited to a dance that he's hosting." Katherine told her that she, Rebbie, LaToya and Janet can help her find a dress to wear with the jacket he sent her. "Hm...maybe something gold with the jacket and put a black stripe on your waist. We'll go find the dress tomorrow after you get back from rehearsal. Janet will be picking you up tomorrow." Becca nodded and said goodnight to Katherine. She walked out of the room and Becca laid down on the bed after putting the jacket in the closet and soon fell asleep.
With Michael
Michael was hoping Becca got the package. He knew she liked his silver jacket, so he gave it to her. He just couldn't believe he told her in a note that he liked her. 'Oh jeez, she may think I'm a pedophile for saying that. She's 18. Why am I thinking this? I really don't want to be sued again before we finish rehearsals.' He thought. He heard his door open and he saw Paris walk in. "What's the matter, Paris?" He asked her as he sat up. She walked over to him and sat on the bed. "I can't sleep, dad. Can you help me?" She said. "Sure, sweetheart. What do you want me to do?" "Can you sing for me?" "Sing what?" "Um...surprise me." Michael nodded and started singing Someone In The Dark.
"All alone wishing on stars
Waiting for you to find me
One sweet night I knew I would see
A stranger who'd be my friend
When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark that comes shining through
It tells you never be afraid
Then somewhere in your heart you can feel the glow
A light to keep you warm when the night winds blow
Like it was written in the stars I knew
My friend, my someone in the dark was you
Promise me we'll always be
Walking the world together
Hand in hand where dreams never end
My star secret friend and me
When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark that comes shining through
It tells you never be afraid
Then somewhere in your heart you can feel the glow
A light to keep you warm when the night winds blow
Look for the rainbow in the sky
I believe you and I
Could never really say goodbye
Wherever you may be
I'll look up and see
Someone in the dark for me
Wherever you may be
I'll look up and see
Someone in the dark for me." He sang and soon Paris was asleep. He carefully carried her to her room and tucked her into bed and kissed her forehead. He then went back into his room and got back in bed and soon fell asleep.
