We go back in time in Fancy and Michael's relationship. Before Summer, before the marriage, before the dating, all the way back to a simple, yet strong friendship.

Both Michael and Fancy are 10 years old, right near the time when Michael and his brothers were going to Motown.

Chapter 1: Scoring Big and Mighty

Fancy's P.O.V

As I come nyumbani from cheerleading practice, I look over at Michael's house. Michael and I have been best Marafiki for as long as I can remember. We were born in the same hospital, we went to the same preschool and we go to the same school.

My sister Felicity was inside the house, playing with mother's makeup.

" Hi Fancy." She said, looking up from the mirror.

" Hi Felicity. Why are wewe playing with mom's makeup?" I asked curiously.

" I'm trying to find some lipstick to use for the upcoming dance. How was practice?" She asked.

I smiled. " Fine. I was the first one to do a backflip and successfully land on my feet."

Felicity laughed. " Ah, cheerleading. It was only a few years zamani when I was where wewe are now."

I rolled my eyes. I hate when older siblings act like they own the world because they've done it first.

The doorbell rang. I look through the peep hole and see Michael. I smile to myself.

I open the door. " Hi Fancy!" Michael said, hugging me.

I hug back. " Hi Michael. How wewe doing?"

He smiled. " Better now that you're here."

I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. He always knew how to flatter someone.

I bit my lip. " So, is there something wewe need?"

He pulled something out of a bag. It was a record called " Big Boy". I smiled.

" Oh Michael! wewe did it!!!" I screamed, pulling him into a hug.

" Looks like you're zaidi excited than me!" He chuckled, hugging me back.

" C'mon, let's go up to my room and play it!!!" I said, grabbing the record and racing up the stairs.

The lyrics were kinda surprising. But I liked the song. Michael and I danced and he twirled me around. We had a fun time.

I started to yawn. Michael glanced over at me. " Feelin' tired?" I nodded.

He smiled. " C'mon, I'll tuck ya in bed." I bit my lip nervously. I've never seen Michael act like this before.

I change into my flannel nightgown in the bathroom. I crawled into the bed. We lock eyes as he tucks the sheets over me. I give him a worried look.

" Michael, what if wewe are leaving? What if our friendship gets ruined? wewe think that this is the sign that you're hitting it big?

Michael's expression softened. " Fancy, just because I'm possibly leaving doesn't mean I'm not your best friend. I'll still upendo wewe just as much."

Michael pulled the sheets over me. " I'll see wewe later okay?" He said, flashing his moyo warming smile.

" Okay. Oh and Michael?" I said.

" Yeah?" He alisema putting the record back in the bag.

" Thanks. You're a great best friend. And I upendo wewe too. I really hope wewe get that record deal." I said, meaning every word.

Michael giggled and gave me a sensual kiss on the forehead. " G'night Fancy. Sweet Dreams!" He said, before closing the door.

Michael's P.O.V

I flinch as I hear Joseph yelling. " Where is Michael? He should be practicing here with the rest of y'all!!!"

Nervously, I opened the door. Joseph glances over at me. " Where have wewe been? wewe shoulda been here practicing like your brothers!!!"

I gulp. " Um, well, I was at Fancy's house."

Joseph's eyes widened. " Boy, you're worrying over some quirky and giggly girl and we tryin' to be famous?"

I frowned. " Joseph, Fancy is zaidi than some girl to me. She's funny, intelligent, smart and most of all, beautiful."

Joe rolled his eyes. " Just shut up Michael."

I walk into the living room. Tito and Marlon had angry looks on their faces.

" Michael, where have wewe been? We were stuck here trying to teach Jermaine and Jackie how to harmonize and they stink!!!" Marlon said.

Jackie rolled his eyes. " Hey, it's not my fault I can't score the high note James Brown makes at the end!"

I kuvuka, msalaba my arms. Sometimes I wish I could escape to a paradise where I could be myself.

Tito runs his fingers through his Afro. " Why did Joseph have us teach them how to harmonize? They're unteachable!"

When Joseph comes in, we all try to act normal. Though, I think we failed miserably...

Thanks for Reading!!! I was inspired to write this story when I watched a documentary about the Jackson 5 and how they came to be. I hope wewe guys liked it!