Time had completely escaped them, and before they knew it, the sun had set and it was night time again. Brooke was getting ready to, sadly, leave. As she was gathering her things, Michael went up to her. Hugging her from behind, he sighed, “I wish wewe didn’t have to go, Brooke,”
“I know Michael, but I have to work tomorrow. Besides, if you’re recording zaidi songs, I’ll see wewe there, okay?” Brooke alisema as they walked towards the door.
“Okay Brooke, I’ll see wewe tomorrow.” Michael alisema before giving her a kiss goodbye. Brooke got in her car and looked at Michael. She waved goodbye and drove home.
Michael went back inside, feeling lonelier than what he did before he met Brooke. It was as if she was leaving him forever, rather than just until tomorrow. He was just about to sit down when the phone rang, “Hello?”
hujambo Mike, how’s it goin’?”
“Oh... hujambo Chris,”
“Nice to hear from wewe too, Mike,”
“Sorry man, I thought wewe might have been someone else,”
“Who?” Chris asked curiously.
“Don’t worry, it’s no one,”
“Oh... I get it... wewe were expecting that smoking hot intern from the studio, weren’t you?” Michael got so defensive; he had no control over what he was saying,
“HEY! That smoking hot intern’s name is Brooke, and she just so happens to be my...” Michael stopped, realizing what he was saying. He knew if Chris found out, he wouldn’t leave him alone over this.
“Yeah, she’s your what Mike?”
“Never mind,”
“Shamone Mike, what is she?”
“Hey, first of all, that’s my thing. Second, you’re going to have to wait to find out,”
“PLEASE Mike.”
“Fine she’s my... my girlfriend.” Michael said, biting his lip.
“Damn Mike wewe got a hold of that? Congratulations man. I thought no one would be able to get her,”
“Yeah but don’t tell anyone. I want to keep it a secret okay?”
“Sure Mike,”
“I gotta go man; I gotta get up early so I’ll talk to wewe later,”
“Okay player, keep it real.”
“Buy.” Michael said. He decided to go to kitanda after that, knowing it wouldn’t seem as long before he could see Brooke again.
Back at her place, Brooke felt the same way. Lonely inside, because she had just left her new boyfriend Michael... Boyfriend... She liked the sound of that. Not wanting to be away from Michael too long, she also went to kitanda early, wanting time to fly by.
The inayofuata day, both of them woke up and got ready to go to the studio. Brooke arrived there first, getting there at 5am as usual to clean the mixing boards in every studio, which took about 2 hours to do. As she was, Matt arrived. 5:30 as usual, “Hey Brooke,”
“Oh, hi Matt. How are you?”
“I am just terrific. I get to work with Michael Jackson again today... unfortunately. Can wewe believe it?”
“Excuse me?”
“Oh come on Brooke, the man’s a deranged psycho. I mean seriously, have wewe seen what he looks like?”
“Yes, Matt, I have actually and I think he’s beautiful,”
“Seriously? I think wewe should get your head out of the clouds. Stop thinking about that weirdo. Fantasize about a REAL man.”
“Actually, I have one. Maybe wewe should take your own advice and get YOURSELF a real man too, hater.” With that, Brooke walked away, fighting the urge to beat some sense into Matt. What was wrong with him? How could he say something like that? He’d never say anything like that usually. She decided to put the thought out of her head.
Michael had arrived at 5:45 as usual, so he could avoid the risk of any unwanted attention. He asked the woman at the front dawati where Brooke was and then went to find her. He spotted her in one of the studios. He leaned against the doorway, folding his arms and smiling at her, “Hi there stranger,” He said. Brooke turned around and smiled,
“Hi Michael,” Brooke said, running towards him and giving him a hug.
“How are wewe gorgeous?”
Brooke sighed, “Much better now that you’re here,”
“Aww, what’s wrong sweetie?”
“It’s just that... Well Matt was kind of a jerk this morning. It’s nothing really,”
“Well what did he say to you?”
“I... I shouldn’t say anything. Really, don’t worry about it,”
“Okay then Brooke,” Michael reassured her. But just because she wouldn’t say anything, didn’t mean no one else would.
He walked into studio 7 after he was done talking to Brooke for the moment. And, of course, Matt was there kwa the mixing board, “Hello Mr. Jackson. How are wewe today?”
“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH wewe MATT?”
“Sorry?”
“What did wewe say to Brooke this morning?”
“Me? I didn’t say... Wait, how do wewe know Brooke?”
“Th-that’s beside the point Matt... What did wewe say?”
“You want to know the truth? FINE! I told her that wewe were a deranged psycho and that she should get her head out of the clouds and fantasize about a real man.”
“Get out of here wewe attention-seeking LOSER!” Michael yelled. Matt stormed out of the room, “Oh no... Brooke!” Michael ran out to find her. He found her in the staff room. She was there just sitting at the table, “Matt told me what happened. Well actually, he yelled it to me... Are wewe okay beautiful?”
“You’re asking me if I’m okay? What about wewe Michael? wewe must feel terrible,”
“Hey, don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. It’s something I live with. But I know you’re not used to it.” Michael said, comforting her.
“Michael? When people find out about us, things won’t be the same anymore... Will they?”
“I guess not,” Michael said, hugging Brooke as she lowered her head in disappointment, “So I guess we just have to keep us a secret to most of the world so wewe can have a normal life then, huh?”
“You’d do that for me? Thank wewe Michael!” She said, kissing him.
“Hey, as long as I get to be with you, I’ll do anything for you. I... I upendo wewe Brooke,”
“I upendo wewe too Michael.”
Part 7 coming up soon.
“I know Michael, but I have to work tomorrow. Besides, if you’re recording zaidi songs, I’ll see wewe there, okay?” Brooke alisema as they walked towards the door.
“Okay Brooke, I’ll see wewe tomorrow.” Michael alisema before giving her a kiss goodbye. Brooke got in her car and looked at Michael. She waved goodbye and drove home.
Michael went back inside, feeling lonelier than what he did before he met Brooke. It was as if she was leaving him forever, rather than just until tomorrow. He was just about to sit down when the phone rang, “Hello?”
hujambo Mike, how’s it goin’?”
“Oh... hujambo Chris,”
“Nice to hear from wewe too, Mike,”
“Sorry man, I thought wewe might have been someone else,”
“Who?” Chris asked curiously.
“Don’t worry, it’s no one,”
“Oh... I get it... wewe were expecting that smoking hot intern from the studio, weren’t you?” Michael got so defensive; he had no control over what he was saying,
“HEY! That smoking hot intern’s name is Brooke, and she just so happens to be my...” Michael stopped, realizing what he was saying. He knew if Chris found out, he wouldn’t leave him alone over this.
“Yeah, she’s your what Mike?”
“Never mind,”
“Shamone Mike, what is she?”
“Hey, first of all, that’s my thing. Second, you’re going to have to wait to find out,”
“PLEASE Mike.”
“Fine she’s my... my girlfriend.” Michael said, biting his lip.
“Damn Mike wewe got a hold of that? Congratulations man. I thought no one would be able to get her,”
“Yeah but don’t tell anyone. I want to keep it a secret okay?”
“Sure Mike,”
“I gotta go man; I gotta get up early so I’ll talk to wewe later,”
“Okay player, keep it real.”
“Buy.” Michael said. He decided to go to kitanda after that, knowing it wouldn’t seem as long before he could see Brooke again.
Back at her place, Brooke felt the same way. Lonely inside, because she had just left her new boyfriend Michael... Boyfriend... She liked the sound of that. Not wanting to be away from Michael too long, she also went to kitanda early, wanting time to fly by.
The inayofuata day, both of them woke up and got ready to go to the studio. Brooke arrived there first, getting there at 5am as usual to clean the mixing boards in every studio, which took about 2 hours to do. As she was, Matt arrived. 5:30 as usual, “Hey Brooke,”
“Oh, hi Matt. How are you?”
“I am just terrific. I get to work with Michael Jackson again today... unfortunately. Can wewe believe it?”
“Excuse me?”
“Oh come on Brooke, the man’s a deranged psycho. I mean seriously, have wewe seen what he looks like?”
“Yes, Matt, I have actually and I think he’s beautiful,”
“Seriously? I think wewe should get your head out of the clouds. Stop thinking about that weirdo. Fantasize about a REAL man.”
“Actually, I have one. Maybe wewe should take your own advice and get YOURSELF a real man too, hater.” With that, Brooke walked away, fighting the urge to beat some sense into Matt. What was wrong with him? How could he say something like that? He’d never say anything like that usually. She decided to put the thought out of her head.
Michael had arrived at 5:45 as usual, so he could avoid the risk of any unwanted attention. He asked the woman at the front dawati where Brooke was and then went to find her. He spotted her in one of the studios. He leaned against the doorway, folding his arms and smiling at her, “Hi there stranger,” He said. Brooke turned around and smiled,
“Hi Michael,” Brooke said, running towards him and giving him a hug.
“How are wewe gorgeous?”
Brooke sighed, “Much better now that you’re here,”
“Aww, what’s wrong sweetie?”
“It’s just that... Well Matt was kind of a jerk this morning. It’s nothing really,”
“Well what did he say to you?”
“I... I shouldn’t say anything. Really, don’t worry about it,”
“Okay then Brooke,” Michael reassured her. But just because she wouldn’t say anything, didn’t mean no one else would.
He walked into studio 7 after he was done talking to Brooke for the moment. And, of course, Matt was there kwa the mixing board, “Hello Mr. Jackson. How are wewe today?”
“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH wewe MATT?”
“Sorry?”
“What did wewe say to Brooke this morning?”
“Me? I didn’t say... Wait, how do wewe know Brooke?”
“Th-that’s beside the point Matt... What did wewe say?”
“You want to know the truth? FINE! I told her that wewe were a deranged psycho and that she should get her head out of the clouds and fantasize about a real man.”
“Get out of here wewe attention-seeking LOSER!” Michael yelled. Matt stormed out of the room, “Oh no... Brooke!” Michael ran out to find her. He found her in the staff room. She was there just sitting at the table, “Matt told me what happened. Well actually, he yelled it to me... Are wewe okay beautiful?”
“You’re asking me if I’m okay? What about wewe Michael? wewe must feel terrible,”
“Hey, don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. It’s something I live with. But I know you’re not used to it.” Michael said, comforting her.
“Michael? When people find out about us, things won’t be the same anymore... Will they?”
“I guess not,” Michael said, hugging Brooke as she lowered her head in disappointment, “So I guess we just have to keep us a secret to most of the world so wewe can have a normal life then, huh?”
“You’d do that for me? Thank wewe Michael!” She said, kissing him.
“Hey, as long as I get to be with you, I’ll do anything for you. I... I upendo wewe Brooke,”
“I upendo wewe too Michael.”
Part 7 coming up soon.
