I shut the door to the hotel room behind me, heart still pounding as I sat on the bed.

"Shi?" I heard from behind me. I jumped from where I was sitting and spun around to see Deedra.

"Dee Dee, geez! You scaed me!" I said breathlessly.

"Don't you ever run off again! You could've been kidnapped or.....or....run over!" She hugged me tightly.

I smiled while I hugged her back. She's always been very protective of me. Along with Clarissa. And me with them.

"So you're here for me to get me a leash?" I asked with my eyebrows raised.

"No. I am here-and Claire in the bathroom getting ready-for you to go out with us tonight!" She said standing up and sashying her hips, which looked wider in those heels.

"I didn't agree to this," I said. Deedra got a black dress from the closet. "But you will," she said with a huge smile.

I put on the dress and leggings (much to Dee Dee's forcing). It was pretty, but in Dee Dee's style: tight, and very short. I thank God that she let me wear short-shorts under it. When I came out I found Clarissa holding up a pair of her black wedges.

"I am not wearing those!" I yelled.

"Yes you are!" Clarissa yelled back, showing that she actually locked up the rest of my shoes (only about five pairs) in her suitcase.

"Damn you," I muttered, sitting on my bed and putting them on.

"We love you too!" Dee and Clarissa said with big smiles. Then that second Clarissa did my hair. My hair is naturally straight, but with my father's curly hair gene it does this weird sort of curl at the end of a strand or two, so Claire just straightened those parts and put on the hairspray and perfume. When I looked at myself in the mirror I blushed a little looking at myself. With these 4.5 inch wedges on it made the dress look even shorter.







"Where are we going?" I asked when we got out of the taxi. "You'll see," she said, sliding out of the car.

We walked across a huge parking lot and when we got to the doors of this stadium looking place Dee gave me a ticket.

Oh my dear sweet Lord. Michael Jackson tickets with backstage passes! I had to hold back a laugh as I hugged my friends tightly.

"Thank you!" I said, hugging them tighter. "Now let us go in!" We then go up the stoen steps.





The interior of the place was freakin' packed! People were packed in body-to-body and talking excitedly. When Michael came out on the stage the crowd abolutely exploded into screams. Myself included. I waved, knowing he probably wouldn't see me, but it was still fun anyway.

"Hey can I come down there?" he asked. The crowd went wild. As he came down he went towards the ladies starting to sing The Lady in My Life. I was just gushing over how sweet the song is when I saw his hand reach out to me. I took it and he led me back up on stage. He put his hand on my waist and I put my arms around his neck and we actually started to slow dance. I could barely focus on his voice. I focusing on how I was as red as hell and knowing he could see it since i didn't have on any makeup on. After that song the show ended and Michael took my hand and took me backstage to his dressing room.

"Did you enjoy the show?" he asked.

I sat down on the small couch in there and answered,"Yes. I'm pretty sure my friends did too." Then I realized something: though they like Michael's music too they'd overreact and say he kidnapped me for something. I groaned and put my head to my forehaed almost hard enough to make a smacking sound.

"What's wrong?" asked Michael, sitting beside me.

"My friends might be-"

The door to the room opened Dee and Clarissa ran in, jerking me off the couch and into their arms.

"We were so worried about you!" Dee said.

"Mine!" Clarissa said, glaring at Michael.

"Please do ignore them," I said with a nervous laugh.





So some time later the two constrictors let me go and we all sat down and talked.

"You met Michael Jackson at the zoo earlier, and you didn't tell us?!" Clarissa was freaking out at this point. Dee Dee was acting alot calmer through this.

"Yep. He was the new friend," I said, nodding.

"So how did you two meet?" Dee said, batting her eyelashes at us.

I almost got mad at that for some odd reason.

"Bubbles," I said.

"What?"

"The mon--chimpanzee," I said.

"Oh...."

"And he sorta gave me a ride to the hotel," I said quickly, hiding behind Michael.

Their faces were so funny looking that I did laugh this time.

"Can you give them an autograph maybe?" I suggested. "Maybe it'll bring them back."

"Right." Michael got out a marker and signed something for them. Then Dee asked for more autographs. After I'm sure everything in her purse was signed she thanked him. I could tell Michael was a little tired but was too polite to say so.

"Guys, it's getting late, maybe we should go back," I said. Michael smiled and said,"Shilo's right we should all get home. It was nice meeting you girls."

Dee and Claire both smiled and hugged him.

I felt jealous. Hmm.....yep, I'm gonna kill 'em.

I felt suprised when Michael hugged me. I hugged him back instantly. It didn't feel like long but it had to have been when Dee cleared her throat. We pulled apart and I could see that Michael was blushing a bit.

"It was nice seeing you again Shilo."

I wish he would stop saying my name. It made my heart race every time.

"You too, Michael."

Just after Dee and Clarissa left the room he whipsered in my ear,"Remember I'm going to call."

For about the third time today I had to use all my willpower. This time to not let my knees shake. Come on Shilo! No guy has ever caught your attention. Is it because he's famous. No. No, that's not it. He's no different than me. He's just a freakishly big sweetheart and we have alot in common.

"I will," I say.