Becca woke up a few hours later por the song 'This Place Hotel'. She knew it woke her up with the scream in the beginning. It was around 5 am and she couldn't get back to sleep. She decided, since Katherine and Joseph were asleep still and they can't feel vibrations on the floor, that she'd rehearse Thriller a bit. She flipped to Thriller on her mp3 and started dancing her part. While dancing, she didn't realize Michael was watching her from her window. He knew she shouldn't be up at this time, but this was phase 1 of his plan. He placed a note on her window and threw a rock to make sure she heard it and ran off to the other side of the house. Becca heard it and went to the window, moved the curtain, and saw a note with a picture of the graveyard from the stage, saying: Vincent Price will haunt your dreams if you see this picture. She was scared. It looked like it was written in blood. She moved the curtain back over it and quickly (yet quietly) went outside and tried to grab the note. 'Oh darn it...it's too high up!' She thought, standing on her tip toes and still trying to reach the note. She eventually got it (after jumping to get it) and went back inside before the sun started to rise. She went into her room to see that she had been outside for merely 30 minutos trying to get that note. "Who would do this???" She whispered, looking at the note and the picture. She was afraid and today was Halloween, even worse. She figured this would be Michael's prank on her, but she feared this wasn't all of it. For merely 2 hours, her alarm went off and she finally shut it off. As much as she liked hearing a Jackson 5 song wake her up, she was tired. She barely slept because of her nightmare last night, but she managed to be awake. She got dressed, wrote a note, left it on her door, and soon left for the studio, walking.
At the studio
Becca walked up to the door and noticed that it was unlocked. 'At this time of day? Rehearsals don't start until 10...that's really strange.' She thought, opening the door and entering the studio. Becca walked around and went onto the stage. She was on her guard because Michael could be coming out of anywhere. "Oh please don't be here, Michael..." She whispered to herself as she made her way across the stage. She didn't realize that Michael was watching her from behind one of the graves. His plan was gonna scare her good. She soon got passed the stage and into the black box. She turned on one of the spotlights and started stretching. She figured that it would be better to dance if she stretched first. It was 9:30 am and everyone was coming in. Courtney, one of the girls that Becca became really close friends with, saw something coming from Becca's locker. "Uh...Becca?? Something is dripping out of your locker." She said pulling Becca por the arm to her locker. Becca did her combination and opened her locker to find blood pouring from it and another note saying: I warned you... It was also written in what looked like blood. Becca was really freaking out. "I don't think I wanna rehearse today...I'm too frightened to rehearse, Courtney. I don't want this to happen while rehearsing." Becca said and started backing up. Everyone was looking at her all confused. "If Kenny asks where I am...I'm gonna be hiding in a dark room in a corner." Then Becca ran out of the black box. She didn't know that she left her jaqueta on the stage when she ran across. It was left on one of the graves since yesterday's rehearsal. She was wondering where it went when she went back home. She ran into the lobby and went to find a dark room. She searched through every room, eventually finding one. She went into the room and sat down in one of the corners, her knees pulled up to her chest, rocking back and forth.
On the stage for rehearsal
Kenny was checking to see if everyone was ready, but didn't see Becca. Kenny knew of Michael's prank and maybe figured he went a little far with it. "Where's Becca?" He asked. Michael was wondering the same. He'd figure he'd get a laugh out of her being scared, but...maybe he was a bit mean. "She's hiding. She was afraid of rehearsing today, in fear of getting another note with blood dripping from it." Courtney said. Kenny turned to Michael and Michael was biting his lip. "Travis, help Michael out with rehearsal. I'm gonna go look for her." Travis nodded and he and Michael went on the stage while Kenny went to look for Becca.
Looking around
Kenny couldn't find Becca anywhere. He figured maybe she went home, but decided to check one mais place. He checked the dark room and turned the light on. Becca looked up and saw him standing there. Kenny walked over to her and looked at her. "What's the matter, Becca? What's gotten you so scared?" He asked her. She told him that she had gotten a note with a picture this morning on her window and another note in her locker with blood. "Oh goodness. Well, that will be fixed up soon. Come on, let's get you ready for rehearsal." "But, Kenny...I can't today. I'm scared of going out there and finding another note and blood." She told him, shaking a bit. Kenny soon convinced her enough to have her change and get her make-up on.
After rehearsals
Becca walked out of the black box. Becca looked at her things and didn't see the silver jacket. Nobody was around and she saw the lights turn off on the stage. She walked across the stage to find her jaqueta on the headstone. "There you are..." She said and went to grab it. When she did, (She didn't know Michael was disguised as a zombie with the make-up and such) a hand grabbed at her. "Ah!!!! No!!!" She shrieked. Soon, a body rose up and got her from behind. "No!!! Let me go!!!!!" She was trying to break free, but no luck. She then saw ghosts and shrieked even more. "AHH!!!!" Eventually, she broke free and ran off with her jacket.
In the lobby
Becca ran into the lobby and soon out the door. por the time she got out and started running down the street, Michael was chuckling a little. He found it funny how she was afraid, but then...he realized that he scared her half to death. He got in the car and soon drove off to his parent's house. 'I shouldn't have scared her so much...I think I'll go apologize to her since I'm heading down that way anyway.' He thought. Once he got to his parent's house, he waited inside for Becca to come home. He told Katherine about his 3 part prank and she didn't think that it was smart and told him that she gets scared easily.
Becca's arrival at the house
Becca got inside and Katherine went up to her. "Are you alright, Becca? What happened?" She asked curiously. She could tell Becca had been crying. Becca told her everything that happened and didn't notice Michael in the room. He was biting his lip, feeling bad that he scared her so much that she cried. "Michael, do you have something to say?" Katherine turned to Michael with a stern look. Michael stood up and walked over to them. Becca looked at him in shock, tears filling her eyes again. "How could you, Michael? I scare easily! How could you do that to me?!" She shouted and ran to her room and shut the door. Michael turned and ran to her room, only to find that it's locked. He knocked on the door. "Becca, please, let me in." He said. "No! You seriously scared me, Michael Joseph Jackson!" (She was sitting on her bed) Michael sighed and pounded the door slightly, putting his head on it. "Becca, please, just let me in. I'll explain everything..." Not even she believed he would. He searched around the door to find a key and opened her door to wind up seeing darkness with Becca on her cama with her knees pulled up to her chest. He sat seguinte to her and looked down at the ground. "Becca, I didn't mean to get back at you like that. I didn't mean to scare you so much to make you cry. Would you ever forgive me?" She didn't say anything, she just kept quiet. He stood up and walked out the room, a tear falling down his cheek. Becca soon heard a car going and saw him drive off.
At his house
Michael parked the car and got inside. Pretty soon, he heard Thriller being played. It was his phone ringing. He picked up. "Hello?" He said. "...Michael? It's Becca..." She said. It sounded to him like she was still crying. "Oh...hey Becca. What's wrong?" It was silent for a couple minutes. "...I just called to say...well, I do think it was mean how you did that. And...well...I forgive you. I have to admit, it was pretty good how it was 3 parts." He heard her chuckle on the end of the line. "Michael, I'm sorry for how I was atuação earlier. I was just upset. Can you forgive me?" Michael felt a tear fall down his cheek and quickly wiped it away. "I forgive you, Becca. And I promise I won't do anything like that again." "You better not...I'll be watching you, Michael." "How?" "Kidding! Jeez, you softy. You fall for anything." "Oh haha...very funny, Becca." "It's late. I gotta go now." "Becca?" "Yes?" Michael was silent for a moment. "I, uh...I amor you." Becca was blushing on the other line. "Is this another prank?" "No, it's not! I'm being seriously honest." "Oh, well...uh...that's unexpected." "Well, goodnight." "Wait, Michael?" "Yeah?" "I amor you, too." Michael smiled, even though she didn't know it. "Goodnight, King of Pop." "Goodnight, my angel." Then they hung up. Michael quickly got ready for cama and crawled into his bed. 'That's a good sign for us.' He thought and soon fell asleep.
At the Jackson residence
Becca put her phone down and smiled. She changed out of her clothes and into her pajamas. Katherine knocked and came into her room. "I see a smile. Did you and Michael patch things up?" She asked. Becca nodded. "Everything between me and Michael is all good." She told Katherine. Katherine gave her a kiss on the head and soon walked out of the room. "That's good. Goodnight, Becca." "Goodnight, Katherine." When Katherine was out of the room, Becca got under the covers and soon fell asleep.