and it was a mad house! People where lined up kwa the blocks, buildings across had people at their windows just waiting to catch a glimpise at the King Of Pop. The limo pulled up in the back and Michael quickly entered the building and got ready to onyesha himself to his fans. But before he did Frank pulled him off to the side "Now Mike remember its only for a couple of dakika and then back inside, wewe ready?" "Yes." Michael was completely used to the mass hysteria that it does not faze him anymore. He slowly walked out onto the platform; with the flashing lightbulbs and screaming fans. Michael simply smlied and waved like he was taught since he was little. But what those mashabiki didn't know was behind that smile he was hurting on the inside.
Michael soon came inside and sat down behind the long table, where he was about to sign autographs for the rest of the day. Now usually he never minded to sign autographs for his mashabiki because it just reminded him why he loves to preform. Was to see the smiles on the mashabiki face. Frank walked over and handed Michael a sharpie, "You ready Michael?" "Yea, im ready." With that being alisema Frank nodded to one of the bodyguards to let the mashabiki in. After three hours Michael continued to smile and make small chit chat to the mashabiki coming over. Some even took the liberty to make him presents to onyesha their gratitude for him, which he kindly accpted. During the signing he saw Joanna Thomae. He reached over and hugged her. He hasn't seen her since she around the age of thirteen. "Joanna how are u doing?" Michael asked. "Just fine," she alisema in her heavy swedish accent. "Where are wewe staying at?" Michael asked. After all these years of knowing Joanna he still had trouble understanding her accent, so he asked her again. "Uh at my friend's house." "Okay, well can I have your number so I can call u sometime?" Michael asked bashfully. He never was romanticly interested in Joanna, but he saw her as a friend who he rarely saw. After she gave her number and left, there was zaidi autographs. Frank came over after he saw Joanna leave and wispered in Michael's ear, "I saw wewe got her number, wewe gonna tarehe her because I think she will make a great girlfriend." Michael looked at Frank and smirked, "Joanna and I are long time Marafiki thats all Frank." "Whatever wewe say mike," Frank alisema slouching into his chair.
After two zaidi hours of autographs and dozen of proposals from woman fans, Michael was getting tired. But he had three zaidi hours of work ahead of him. Michael quickly took a break to rest his hands. "Mike are wewe alright?" Frank alisema noticing Michael was wincing from his hands. "Yes Frank i'm fine. Just...uh my hands are cramping thats all." "Well it will be over soon enough mike," Frank alisema while patting Michael on the back. Michael sat down at the signing meza, jedwali and took a quick sip of his water, pulled out a sharpie and looked up. But when he did he became mezmeriozed with what he saw. In front of him was this amazingly stunning beautiful girl with light brown curly hair. She was breathtaking. She stood there smiling at him, not a crazy shabiki smile that he saw all siku but a genuine smile, that made his moyo flutter and his moyo race. "W-What is your name?" Michael asked. Now normally he would just sign 'Michael Jackson,' but he had to know her name. "Veronica," she simply stated. Michael quickly signed her cd and looked up into her blue eyes, that were as deep as the suit he had on. "Veronica, I like that." Michael alisema smiling. "Thank you," she replyed back. "Uh I know this is foreward of me, but kwa any chance could wewe give me your number?" Michael alisema while blushing at his own forwardness. "Well if wewe want," Veronica said. She quickly took out piece of paper from her kanzu, koti pocket, and softly said, "May I?" She asked refering to his sharpie. "Oh of course." Michael alisema handing it to her. Frank quickly wispered in Michael's ear, "Mike what are wewe doing?! wewe have eight hundred people waitig in line for you!" "Frank, just cool it!" Veronica looked up at Michael and handed him the number. "Thank you.....Veronica." "Your welcome, bye." She left. Michael's gaze seemed to follow her till he saw her leave the store. But it was quickly broke kwa another cd being shoved in his hands. The only thing he kept thinking was, something about this girl was different. All he knew was he had to contact her soon, make that very soon.
hujambo guys, i'm sorry I haven't updated in a LONG time. But between essays, papers, tests, and dance i'm super busy. I will try to continue to update this story and "I will always upendo you" as well. Have a great krisimasi everyone <3
When Michael first saw her
Veronica
