I woke up in a place I've never known before. It got my attention quick, because it was all white. Kinda creepy. I rubbed the back of my head, with a huge and strong headache coming on. I lifted myself off the floor and looked around until i saw a door. I tried to open it, but it was locked from the outside. "HELP, SOMEONE PLEASE HELP." I yelled. The door opened but no-one was around. I walked outside. Everything started to get dark, and fade away. I opened my eyes. My older brother was there.

"Wake up. Wake up Salena." Austin, my older brother was above me, shaking me awake. I was soaked in sweat and panting very badly. I turned on the lamp next to me while my brother sat next to me. "Why were you yelling. Oh, and screaming, kicking and everything else in that area." He said after he kissed the top of my forehead. "I don't know, I guess those old nightmares are coming back again." "I understand. Salena, why don't you try to rest? You haven't gotten any sleep in a while."

Austin got up and turned my lamp off and kissed my forehead again. He was such a good brother and I didn't know what i would do without him. I woke up a few hours later, with a huge thunderstorm outside. I got up and walked downstairs and there was a plate with four pancakes on there. I went into the fridge and got a glass of orange juice. I saw a note that said, Salena, went to the store to get a few things, eat healthy. Love, mom. Great. She wants me to eat healthy. How am I going to do that?

She left me four chocolate chip pancakes and expected me to eat healthy, well to bad. I ate all the pancakes. Mom soon walked into the kitchen with groceries in her hands. "Salena. you're up already? Where did those pancakes go? Did you eat them?" she started piling questions on me, and it's not even twelve in the afternoon. "Well hello mom. Nice to see your face again. And I ate those pancakes, so nice for eating healthy huh?" I asked with a really big smile on my face. She laughed and so did I.

"Have you did your chores?" mom asked a little more serious this time. " No, Why?" I asked. " No friends until your chores are done. So you better get on it." she said. I hurried and ran upstairs. My phone vibrated and i got a text message. 'Michael Jackson concert in 2. R u ready? Be there soon.' It was from my best friend, Caraline. We were such huge fans of his. Oh, how I loved them both. I turned on my radio and played All Time Low. I finally finished my room and hopped in the shower.

I got out of the shower and Caraline was sitting on my bed. "What the... Caraline. Great! Let me get dressed and we can head out." I walked to my closet and see what I had. I pulled out my 'King of Pop' sweatpants and a shirt with MJ smiling. This was so exciting. "Ready?" Caraline asked. "Yeah, let me just tell mom." I grabbed Caraline and ran downstairs. She was nowhere to be found. I just texted her and told her and she replied with, OK. Oh, how i loved my laid back mother. She was so cool

We headed out the door and got into my car. I insisted since I had a full tank of gas. I never really drove anywhere in my car. We drove down to the Staples Center to see my idol sing and dance. I've seen him before but now he's taking pictures and signing today. I am defiantly going to get that picture. We arrived almost an hour early so we got into a very short line, which meant closer to the stage. Michael came a little earlier to do before signing and pictures.

"Mr. Michael Jackson, can I get a picture with you. Please?" I asked. "Of course." he said with his angelic voice. I took a picture with him and got his autograph for like the tenth time. "Have we met? I feel like I've seen you face a thousand times." he said quoting his own song lyrics. "I've been to every concert since i was eleven, and this is the tenth time I've gotten your autograph. I'm a huge fan and remember that girl on the news defending you during your trials, that was me." I said.

"That's right. Thank you for defending me and my family was really grateful, so was I. You really show how much you like me. Most of my fans turned on me thru that, but you, you stood up to that man and told you how you really felt and man were you amazing. We should talk more inside. Here's two back stage passes for you and your friend. Show them this and they will let you in, if not tell them to come get me. Oh, and i haven't gotten your names." he said. That was a lot to take in. unbelievable

I'm Salena, and this is my good friend Caraline." I said as we both shook his hands. "Follow me." he said and we obeyed. We stayed close behind and listened to him talk to the security guards. We put our passes around our necks and showed the guard our passes. "They're with me." Michael said. "Yes, Mr. Jackson." They let us in. He showed us his dressing room and offered us a tour around the Staples Center. Caraline rejected but i went. We walked around he showed me everything.

He even showed me the stage he would be performing on. The trap door too! Exciting. Soon, the media came snapping photos and throwing questions at us. Michael pulled me behind him taking my hand. One question came out and caught my attention. "Is she your secret lover?" I just started laughing. Michael and I started running back to his dressing room. Once we were in safely, he turned and faced me. "Salena, I'm very sorry about that. I really didn't know that was going to happen. I apologize."

"Huh? Mr. Jackson, that was not your fault at all. Don't blame yourself. Truth is I enjoyed it." I saw a smile spread across you face. "Please call me Michael. Most girls like my ex-wife Lisa, would have slapped me across the face." he said looking down. "Well I'm definitely not that horrible girl Lisa, and I'm not just anybody, I'm a girl who loves Michael and his heart. I'm Salena." He instantly had a smile and I could feel his heart get warmer. He hugged me. Michael Jackson hugged me.

A few minutes before his concert started I hugged him and wished him good luck. I told Caraline what happened and she was very jealous. I really thought she was mad at me because, she didn't even talk to me. So I just watched Michael sing and dance. That's what I came here for, right? He was amazing and his dancing was so smooth. His voice sent chills down my spine. I caught myself singing to his songs, and a few times he looked over at me and winked. I really thought my heart was going to melt.

When the concert was over, I greeted Michael with a hug and a ' You were great'. "Thanks!" he said. "Welcome." We all sat and talked, well me and Michael did. Caraline was being very rude and snotty. Just her being a brat. I suggested that it was time for us to go and he was pretty sad. "Look Michael, I'll give you my number and you call me at any time. Okay?" I asked. "Okay." I gave him my number and we hugged once more and Caraline and I headed out the door.

We got into my car and really wondered why she wasn't talking to me. "Caraline, I don't know what your problem is, but, you need to fix it. Why are you being this why?" I asked almost raising my voice. "You left me alone to go tour with a freak." she said. I pulled my car over and yelled. "Freak. He's a freak, last time i checked you were on his side during trails and not calling him a freak. The whole night you were being rude. You know he is my idol, and yet you were that rude. I'm so pissed.

We drove in complete silence the rest of the night. I had tears in my eyes, and literally going to break down. I pulled into my driveway and turned to her. "I want you away from my house NOW. I NEVER WANT TO SEE OR TALK TO YOU AGAIN. Caraline, you're a big brat and a true bully. LEAVE, and don't come back." I started to cry, and i saw tears in her eyes too. I stomped into my house and ran to my room. I even didn't realize my brother and mom sitting on the couch. I locked my door.

My brother and mom knocked on my door. "I don't want to talk." I said laying on my bed sobbing. I felt my phone vibrate hoping it was Michael texting me. I was lucky, it was. I crawled into my closet and called him. "Hello?" a sweet voice asked. "Oh, I'm glad you answered. It's me Salena, can we talk?" I asked. "Yeah. Speak your mind missy." he said laughing I started to laugh too. "Remember that girl Caraline?" I asked. "Yea, Why?"

"Because we are no longer friends, and I apologize for the way she acted." I said almost going to cry again. "You've been crying, would it make you feel better if we met up and had some fun?" He asked. "YES, it really would." i said. "Okay, pack some clothes, and my limo driver will come and pick you up. Prepare to get soaked." and he hung up. I started to pack and get things I would need, and started downstairs. "Where are you going?" my mom asked. "To hang with a friend." I said. "Who?"

"Okay, okay. I'm going to go stay with Michael Jackson for a while. Oh, I forgot to say he's my new best friend." I said in defeat. My mom and Austin laughed like i was crazy. "See I will prove you wrong." I said as the limo pulled up. "Follow me." I said, and they obeyed. The guard opened the door and a Michael stepped from the car. "Wow." was all they could say. "See, I'm not a liar." Michael pulled me into the car with my suitcase and the car pulled off.

"Well since it's late at night, my surprise will have to wait. Until then, you are going to be my guest at Neverland Ranch. It's an amazing place. Lots of rides and fun things to do." he said, but truth is i already knew this. The gates opened and it was truly beautiful. "Wow Michael. Wow." I said. He nodded his head.

We got out of the car and he took my hand. We walked inside the huge mansion and it was amazing. "Michael, this is incredible." I said spinning around. "You think this is incredible, wait till' you see your room." he said. My room, did he just say my room? I followed him upstairs and he led me down the hall to double doors. "Push them." he motioned and said. I pushed the doors open and there was a room, four times the size at my house. It even had a window seat. I almost had tears in my eyes.

He looked at me, "I see that your speechless, let me let you get settled." he said and walked away. He was so polite; he even closed the door behind him. I walked over and sat on my new bed. Feather pillows, I said to myself. Michael had great taste. I didn't bother to unpack yet, I wanted to explore. I walked out of my room, and walked towards the kitchen. There was a lady in the kitchen. I thought, 'Is that Lisa. Is that his girlfriend?' Questions just made me wonder.

"Hi, you must be Salena. I'm Kai, Michael's personal chef. Nice to meet you." I sighed a breath of relief when she said personal chef. "Nice to meet you Kai." we shook hands and it looked like she was fixing dinner. "Oh, there you are. Hey Salena." I turned around to see a Michael with swimming trunks on. "Hey, I was looking for you, you have a pool. What? you never told me." I said while I folded my arms. "Sorry." he said pouting. "It's okay. So what did you need me for?" I asked curious.

"I was trying to call you down for dinner. But looks like you've met Kai already. I'm going to get changed and I'll be back down in a second." he said. Kai and I both nodded our heads. I excused myself and went upstairs to my room. As I walked to my room I overheard yelling. I stopped and listened. "Lisa, leave me alone. I told you I'm not interested. We are done." I heard a crashing sound, and pushed opened his doors. I think i scared him. "Are you okay?" i asked very worriedly.

"Affirmative. But I have a broken phone. Looks like i have to get a new one." he said. "Aww, I'm sorry. Wanna talk?" I suggested. "No. umm, it's almost dinner time. You should go eat." He insisted. "Are you sure?" I asked one more time. "Yep." I waved and walked off. I went to my room to change. I put on a pair of shorts and couldn't find a shirt to wear. "I'll ask Michael." I mentioned to myself. I only had on a bra and didn't realize it.

I walked to Michael's door and knocked. "Come in." I heard him say. I walked in and turned my way. "Wow. Salena why do you not have a shirt on?" he asked. "I actually came to see if you had a shirt I could borrow." I said giving him puppy dog eyes. he started looking through some things and handed me an all red t-shirt. "You know, red is my favorite color. What's yours?" I asked. "Red." He said. "Cool. Let's go eat, I'm hungry." I took his hand and we went downstairs for dinner.

Kai laid two plates in front of Michael and I. I smelt it then took a bite a realized that it was organic food. Which I really loved. " this is really good. It's also organic, and i love organic food. Do you happen to have the." I was cut off by Kai handing me the juice I was going to ask about. "Yes I do. Oh, and thank you. We are going to be close. I can feel it." We all laughed together. After dinner, I went to take a shower. I kept on the same shirt, but put on pajama pants. Comfy.

I really wanted to talk to Michael, so I went to his room. He wasn't there. I walked around the house looking for him. Finally I heard a movie coming behind a curtain. I pushed it open and found a sleeping Michael. Peter Pan was playing in an inside house movie theatre. I tried to wake him up. "Michael, Mike, Michael!" and still no movement. I tried to pick him up and move him but he was heavier than me, and I don't weigh much. Michael tickled me out of nowhere and scared me.

I started laughing and couldn't stop. "Michael...Stop...please...stop...mike." I said in between laughs. "Okay, I will only since you said please." he stopped tickling me and i calmed down. He had a smile on his face that expressed that he was amused. "Ha-ha, very funny. Now let's go get some sleep." I said. He nodded.