Katie had come por and picked Janelle up to have some fun at the mall. Elizabeth had to be sure that she didn't forget anything, being the protective aunt that she was.
"Got everything, Janelle?" She asked.
"Yes, Aunt Liz. I got everything." Janelle said.
"Good. Now go have fun. We'll be alright."
"Alright, Aunt Liz." Then she looked at Coraline. "Be good, okay?"
"I will, mommy!" She said, giggling a little.
Janelle kissed her head and soon headed out with Katie to the mall. Once they left, Aunt Liz took Coraline's hand and got her in the back of the car and Kenan started driving them out of the area. She took out a card and looked at it and wondered what her friend would write for Janelle. Kenan was driving them to a certain famous person's house. (Me: Yeah, guess who? Pretty obvious lol.)
"Great Aunt Liz, you didn't get him to sign the card yet?" Coraline asked.
Elizabeth looked at her and shook her head. "He was busy recording when I asked him." She said.
"Does he know mommy?"
"He only knows a little bit from what I've told him."
"Does he know that I'm her little girl?"
"I didn't tell him that. I think your mommy should tell him about you if and when they get to meet."
Coraline nodded and looked out the window and saw a driver drive someone into a rua of a house. She looked and then saw someone get out of the car. Kenan parked por the rua and Coraline saw a man with kinda short-medium length curly black hair walking toward their car. Coraline looked at Elizabeth, a little confused.
"Who's that?"
Elizabeth smiled and rolled down the window to see the man. He smiled and giggled a little.
"A little unexpected visit, huh, Elizabeth?" He asked.
"Sorry if it's a late notice, Michael."
He giggled. "No trouble at all, Elizabeth." He looked at Coraline and smiled, holding out his hand to her. "Why hello there. I'm Michael Jackson. What's your name?"
Coraline dropped her jaw a little and she shook his hand with her little one. "I-I'm Coraline."
"Hello, Coraline. How old are you?"
"I'm 4."
"4? You don't look like you're 4." He giggled. "You look like you're 5 or 6." He let her hand go and looked at Elizabeth. "Well, what brings you two here, Liz?"
Elizabeth took out a card and showed it to Michael. "I'm gonna need you to sign this, Michael. I did tell you that my niece, Janelle, is turning 21 today, right?"
"Oh yeah! Hand it here. I'll leave something special for her."
Elizabeth handed Michael the card and a pen. He wrote a note on one side of the card and then, once he finished composição literária the note, he signed it with his signature autograph. He handed it back to Elizabeth and she took it.
"Thank you, Michael. She'll amor it."
"Is she gonna do anything for her party, Liz?"
"She said that she was gonna have a super soaker/water balloon fight."
Michael snapped his fingers. "God, I hate having to work almost the whole night. I would've loved to cadastrar-se in on it if I wasn't working."
Elizabeth giggled a little. "I know you would've, Michael. Well, we gotta get going. We have to set up before Janelle gets back início with Katie."
"Alright. Thanks for stopping by, Liz." He looked at Coraline and smiled, putting his hand on her head. "Nice to have met you, Coraline."
She giggled. "Nice to have met you, too, Michael Jackson."
He took his hand off of her head and waved at them while they drove off. Coraline was excited to have met Michael Jackson in person...but she also had felt a little guilty because her mother didn't get to meet him. Although, she was lucky enough for one thing. Coraline took the card and read the note he wrote for her mother. She was lucky enough to get an autograph...and a birthday note from him. At that point, she started counting down the days to her own birthday. She really wanted to invite Michael to her party.
They soon got início and they started setting up for Janelle's 21st birthday party. Elizabeth hid the card in a place where she knows Janelle could never find it. That was gonna be a special surprise for her...for later that night.
With Janelle and Katie
Katie kept taking Janelle from store to store, beauty comprar to beauty shop, just about everywhere. She, when it came to surprise parties (Me: and Janelle was getting one that day), anyone who knew Katie would turn to her for distractions. She was, in a way, a master at distracting the birthday girl/boy on their birthday.
"Katie, can we go now? You're gonna be the reason as to why my feet are gonna fall off my legs and the reason as to why I would stop dancing." Janelle said, giggling a little and struggling to keep the shopping bags steady.
One bag had new shoes (and her first two pairs of heels), one had skirts and tank-tops, one had a butt-load of makeup supplies (eyeshadow, eyeliner, lipstick, lip-gloss, foundation, etc) and the last one had a bunch of sets of gloves in all as cores (white, black, blue, red, pink, orange, etc). Katie turned and helped carry a couple of the bags and put them in her car.
"Alright, Janelle. It's about 2pm anyway, so...let's go!" Katie exclaimed.
Katie was excited. Janelle...was confused. She had no clue what they were doing and she never got an explanation as to why they were out for 3 hours. They got in the car and started heading back to the Beverly Hills Taylor mansion. Katie knew why she distracted Janelle...but Janelle wasn't allowed to know until later that day.