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All throughout the beginning of the rehearsal, Michael and I kept glancing at each other. Well, not at the same time. If he saw me looking at him, I'd blush and turn away and I'd hear him giggle. Then vice versa. We worked on the beginning scene 20 times. It felt like a million times, though...to me, at least. We were due for a break soon, though...and I couldn't wait.
Break Time
"Okay everyone, lunch break!" Frank said.
Kelly ran up to me with Sean and Brandon and hugged me. "You were great!" She told me, all excited.
I smiled and hugged her back and said, "Thanks. You, Sean and Brandon were great, too."
"Kelly, come on! Let's go grab some lunch!" Sean said.
Kelly stopped hugging me and turned to him. "Okay!" Then she turned back to me. "Wanna come with us? They set up lunch in the park."
"Hm...sure, why not?"
Kelly squealed, grabbed my hand and we all ran across the rua to the park. We all got plates and Kelly, Sean and Brandon got all the comida they could eat. I settled for some mashed potatoes and frutas salad. We sat under the árvore I was under earlier that dia and ate. Once we finished eating and threw away our plates, they went to play a little bit of soccer. I just stayed under the árvore and watched them. I got out my sketchbook and started shading in the picture I had drawn earlier that day.
Michael had just thrown away his plate and he looked over at me. He wanted to know what I was doing, so he snuck up beside me and sat down seguinte to me.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
I jumped and hit the back of my head on the tree. He gasped.
"Oh my God, are you alright?"
I looked at him and nodded, rubbing the back of my head. "Yeah, I-I'm fine. No worries."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you like that, Rebecca."
"Don't worry. I've had my brother scare me worse than that." I giggled.
He giggled. "Really?"
"Yeah."
Michael looked at my sketchbook and saw my picture.
"Wow. That's really good."
I smiled a little. "Thanks. I had part of it done this morning before rehearsals started."
"Wow. Can I look through your sketchbook?"
I blushed a little, thinking, 'Oh gosh. He's gonna see all the pictures of him I've drawn. Should I?' Then I said, "Sure. Feel free to." I mentally slapped myself.
He took my sketchbook from me and started looking through it. He saw the pictures of himself and pretended to run his fingers over them. He then saw a drawing collage of him from when he was little up to now. I bit my lip, slightly nervous from what he'd think. He smiled from looking at the pictures and handed me my sketchbook.
"Those pictures are beautiful. You're really talented." He said.
"They aren't that good..." I told him.
"Yes they are! They are better than mine."
I looked at him in shock. "You think so?"
"Yes, I know so."
I handed him my sketchbook and my pencil. "I'll be the judge of that. Could you draw something for me?"
He smiled a little and blushed. "Sure."
He took my sketchbook and pencil and started drawing something random.
After 30 Minutes
He finished the picture por signing it. He then handed the sketchbook and pencil back to me.
"Here you go. It's not that good." He said.
I raised my eyebrow and looked at the picture and saw that he drew...me? My eyes went wide.
"Oh my gosh...this is beautiful, Michael." I told him.
He giggled and blushed a little. "Thanks, Rebecca."
I looked through my other pictures and I took out the collage and gave it to him. He looked at me in shock and took it.
"Are you sure you wanna give me this, Rebecca?"
"Yeah. If it's alright with you for me to keep the picture you drew for me."
He smiled. "Of course it's alright with me. Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Soon enough, we heard our names being called. "Michael! Rebecca! Kelly, Sean and Brandon! It's time to head back to rehearsals!" Called Frank.
I put my sketchbook back in my bag.
"Could you put the picture in your bag? I don't think I'll have enough time to get it to my trailer. Let alone my house."
"No worries. I'll put it in my bag."
I took the picture and carefully put it in my bag and we headed back to the rehearsals.
After Rehearsals
(Me: Again, feeling lazy lol) We perfected the scenes we started. I noticed that it was starting to storm a bit. I looked out the window, wondering if Alex knew it would storm and if he'd be picking me up. Kelly, Sean and Brandon had asked me if I needed a ride, but I had told them that my brother was picking me up, so they had left. I continued looking out the window, watching the lightning and hearing the thunder.
Michael saw me por the window and came over.
"You alright, Rebecca? You've been staring out the window for 15 minutes." He asked.
I sighed and shook my head. "No. I think my brother forgot to pick me up because of the storm." I said.
"Well...I can have Bill take you home."
I looked at him. "Really? You'd do that for me?"
He smiled a little and sat seguinte to me, putting his arm around my shoulder. "Of course I would. Come on, I'll take you home."
I giggled and he looked at me with an eyebrow raised.
"What are you giggling about?"
"That line you said reminded me of Thriller."
He thought about it and giggled himself. "Oh yeah, it does."
We got up and headed to his car and got in and Bill started driving. I took the picture out and gave it back to Michael.
"Here, before I forget."
"I was actually gonna ask about it, Rebecca." He said, giggling.
We giggled and soon chatted away about things. We found out a lot about each other and became really close friends.
After 15 Minutes
Bill stopped the car and Michael opened the door for me.
"Thanks so much for the ride." I said.
"No problem. See you tomorrow?" Michael asked.
"Yeah. Later, Michael." I smiled.
They soon drove off. I went inside and went up to my room and rehearsed for the song.
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I amor and miss Michael Jackson about 100 billion% so very much. You are my most precious Rudy red rose Michael. I miss you 😢😢😢😢😢😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😞😩😔😔 100 billion% so very much. you are so sexy and handsome,good looking,nice,kind,precious,perfect,amazing,loving,trusting,respectful,resposlible Michael Jackson. Rest In Peace Michael Jackson 😭😭😭😢😢😢😭😭😞😩😔. Do you amor me Michael Jackson do you? He is the most kindest person that I would ever meet I am not lying at all I promise 🙌🙌. You never ever did anything I mean anything to hurt someone something illegal or mean in all his life.



Sincerely Yours P.S Rest In Peace Michael Jackson I will never forget or stop loving or missing you ever 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😢😢😢💋💋. XOXO amor RIP to:Michael Jackson from:Leslie Mae Kathryn Woods a 12 almost 13 ano old girl that lives in the USA in Hebron ,Kentucky
posted by PrincessCW72
M emories of a man on trial from afar!

I ntwinned in inner thoughts of how innocent u are keeps the coração of the world at peace!

C hanneled por unwanted thoughts,but a belief ur innocent!
Having God in place made a dia for victory for a man to be declared innocent and aquitted!

A lthough it was a dia of success we still have not come face to face to have met!

E ternity apart we have not found why life would have been perfect us to meet as strangers , friends, loves or just a short encounter in life! We know not why this happened, but we missed God's plan in 2005-2009.

l onely still in life as a single person listening to you are not alone Claudette in life, but I am, because never completed God's plan in life!
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Michael can’t sleep as he sits on his sofá with The Twilight Zone running in the background of the television. It seems like lately, he can’t sleep and it seems to be getting worse as he gets older. His mind wanders with thoughts, fears, hopes, and of course music. Well, that’s what his mind usually is thinking about, tonight it’s about Holly. Michael can’t seem to erase the thought of them beijar each other and how it felt tonight. One thing was for certain; he wanted mais and it intimidated him. He looks at his watch that reads three thirty a.m. The only other person who would...
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The days turn into weeks, and the weeks turn into months to nearly a ano as Michael is away in New York. Whenever he wasn’t rehearsing or in a costume fitting, his mind always shifted back to azevinho, holly – wondering what she was doing, if she was alright or happy. There were so many times he wanted to call and talk to her, but every time he would Diana would want to talk to him or ask him for his help with the dance steps. When she did, everything else seemed to slip away as he reverted back to that estrela struck eleven-year-old boy once again, pining over a woman whom he could never have –...
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So my story began when i was 5/6 years old, i was watching the TV when the show got interrupted por a breaking news that said "Famous Singer Michael Jackson Died at 50" i didn't think much of it and changed the channel.

Then my mom burst out of the room crying, i asked "what's the matter", she said "Michael Jackson died"
I got curious then ask "Who's Michael Jackson?" she told me what an amazing person and fantastic human being he was, and i said "How good are his musics, anyway?"
My mom then played my first MJ song, Black or White, i immediately fell in amor with him and started listening to his...
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