I Am Bad

BY: Michael Jackson's Queen of Pop

Summary: Michael Jackson meets someone fairly unlikely for him to fallen in love with and well things aren't what they seem. She is different than anyone that he has ever met. Her name Malaya McMahon, daughter of Vincent Kennedy McMahon.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Malaya McMahon and she is purely made up because this is purely fanfiction.

Character Information:
Malaya Julia McMahon

Hair: Blond

Eyes: Blue

Born: January 15, 1970

Setting for story: Bad Period 1987

Chapter 1: LINUX CHAT

Malaya was sitting in her office all alone. She was actually preparing herself for the long grueling night ahead of her. She was supposed to make a live appearance with her brother Shane promoting the WWF. She didn't really feel like going out to promote her father's company she just wanted to stay home and be on the computer typing on her messenger to the person that she had talked to all the time when she was feeling out of it. She waited patiently for the person to get onto IM.

Michael58 logged on.

Princess70: Hey Michael58.

Michael58: Hey Princess70. How are you?

Malaya smiled as she began to type something.

Princess70: I am alright I am a little tired, but tonight is going to make me more tired.

She waited for him to reply. She ran a black painted finger nailed hand through her hair.

Michael58: Oh really? Why would you be more tired? Shouldn't you be in bed shortly to begin with?

Malaya chuckled and typed. "Only if you knew who I really was." She whispered to herself.

Princess70: There is a major promotion going on tonight and I have to go. I don't really have a choice.

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Micheal looked at the message confused. He began to type.

Michael58: You have to go why?

Michael waited for her to reply.

Princess70: My father is a major business man. The whole family goes to these things. Too bad he isn't like Mr. McMahon.

"Mr. McMahon huh?" Michael said as he ran a hand through his curly hair. "She must despise that man."He said typing up his next thing.

Michael58: You don't like Mr. McMahon do you?

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Malaya shook her head and laughed. "He has no idea." She said as she typed.

Princess70: You really have no idea.

"Malaya." Said a male voice that belonged to her brother Shane following a knock.

"Yes Shane?"

"Dad wanted to know if you were ready to go?"

"I am not give me some time alright. I have like three hours until this stupid thing commences."

"Alright please find something nice to wear."

"I will."

Michael58: Why do you mind me asking why do you hate Mr. McMahon so much?

Malaya turned her attention to the computer once again. She let out a sigh and began to type the reason why.

Princess70: He is just a money hungry guy. He doesn't really know when to stop and then again he puts his children into the lime light and he never really asked them if they wanted to be in it. I hear he forces his kids to go to promotions that he has for his company. His wife is no better.

She waited again to hear from him.

Michael58: What is this promotion that you are going to tonight?

Malaya took a deep breath as she typed the answer.

Princess70: It is a music benefit promotion thing. Then again Mr. McMahon is going to be there.

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Michael raised an eye brow. "The music benefit promotion? Huh... this girl has no idea that I am going to be there in person." He said as he typed.

Michael58: You are going to be at it? Wow so am I.

Princess70: Oh really? Wait do you mean I get to see you?

Michael smiled. "Cute this girl is cute." He typed.

Michael58: Only if you want to meet up.

Michael held his breath. What if this girl didn't want to meet him?

Princess70: Well, it would be kind of hard to get away from my folks.

Michael read the message over and over again. Hard to get away from her folks? Were her parents really that bad?

Princess70: I am sure that I can get my brother to cover for me while I meet up with you.

Michael smiled and typed.

Michael58: What is your name by the way?

Princess70: Oh yeah we always seem to forget to introduce ourselves lol. My name is Malaya. People call me Laya for short.

Michael58: Beautiful name.

Princess70: Thanks. What is your name?

Michael58: It's Michael.

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Malaya smiled. "Michael..."

Princess70: What will you be wearing at this event?

Michael58: I will be wearing a red button up shirt and a pair of black slacks.

"Sounds like Michael Jackson there." She said to herself.

Princess70: Let me guess you will be wearing a glove too a white one?

Michael58: Yeah. And I will have a black hat on as well.

Princess70: A fedora?

Michael58: Yes.

Princess70: You sound like Michael Jackson there.

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Michael chuckled. "You have no idea Malaya."

Michael58: What will you be wearing Laya?

Princess70: I will be wearing a white button up shirt with a black business coat over it and a black skirt to match.

Michael raised an eyebrow. "Business girl are we." He said with a smile.

Michael58: Business girl?
Princess70: You have no idea. I guess it is just in the family.

Michael58: How old are you?

Princess70: I am 17.

Michael58: You don't mind talking to someone older?

Princess70: Should I? I don't really mind. It is just in my nature to talk to someone more then ten years older then me. I guess you could say it is my working habits.

Michael chuckled. "Working habits huh? She must be hiding something from me." He thought to himself.

Michael58: I will see you there then?

Princess70: Yes, around where we should meet?

Michael58: By the fountain.

Princess70: Time?

Michael58: An hour after the benefit starts.

Princess70: I will see you there then.

Michael58: You sure will.

Princess70: I have to go.

Michael58: Alright bye.
Princess70: Byes.

Princess70 logged off.

Michael smiled. "Well I can't wait to meet her in person. I wonder if she is the same as she is online."

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Malaya got up from her desk and went to her closet. She pulled the outfit that she was going to be wearing at the benefit. She quickly got changed and strapped a pair of her black high heels on. She put a diamond bracelet around her wrist and a pair of diamond earrings. She came out of her room and walked down into the main lobby of the house. She met up with both of her parents and her two younger siblings. "Shane?"

"Yes?" He asked looking up from his black dress shoes.

"Can I speak to you privately."

"Sure."

The twins walked away from their parents and sister.

"What did you want to know?"

"I wanted to know if you could detract mom and dad for a while at the benefit?"

"Why?"

"I am going to be meeting someone there."

"Oh who?"

"Michael."

"Michael who?"

"We never told each other our last names. I didn't want him to flip to find out that our father is a wrestling tycoon."

"True. Sure I can do that."

"Thank you so much Shane you are the best." She said pulling him into a hug.

"You are welcome you just be careful."

"I will."

"Good now lets go we have a Music Benefit to go to." He said grabbing onto her arm and dragging her towards their parents.

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Music Benefit Los Angeles California

The press was there announcing people that come into the Music Benefit.

"Here comes Mr. Vincent Kennedy McMahon with his wife Linda and children Malaya, Shane, and Stephanie. Miss Malaya McMahon what do you plan on seeing from this event."

Malaya looked at the reporter. "People helping children. That is all." She said following her family inside of the building.

"You shouldn't have spoke to the press Malaya." Said Vince looking at her.

"It isn't like you were going to talk to them. Why the hell shouldn't I talk to them."

"Well, next time don't talk to them."

"Fine."

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Michael Jackson had just arrived dressed in what he had told Malaya that he was going to be wearing at this event.

"Michel Jackson had just arrived. Mr. Jackson you are going to be meeting up with the McMahon family about a live visit from you in the near future what will you say to Mr. McMahon when he asks you to make an appearance on the WWF."

"I will be more than happy to make an appearance on the WWF and I will be making an impact on the show. I will be glad to meet up with his children and talk things over. Now if you excuse me I have the McMahon's to meet up with." He said walking away.

"There you have heard it from Michael Jackson himself. He might show up to one of the WWF events live."

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Vince looked at his oldest daughter. "Malaya you seem a little out of it?"

Malaya looked at him. "I am not out of it daddy. I am just tired."

"You are always tired." Said Vince.

Malaya's blue eyes went dark. "You do work me to the bone."

"Yeah but you do understand it is the best for you."

Shane looked at Malaya. "Malaya... sis you should go and get something to drink you are looking a bit parched."

Malaya nodded her head. "Thanks Shane." She walked away from her family. She walked towards the fountain and decided to sit on the edge of it. She ran a hand through her long blond hair and wipe tears that were forming at the edges of her eyelashes. She didn't want anyone to see her crying, a million dollar princess as her father would call her, but she wasn't that. Not anymore. She never really was a million dollar princess, she was just one of the girls that he would yell at all of the time.

Now she was just waiting patiently to meet with this Michael guy that she had met through the computer on the internet. How was he going to react that she was the daughter of a billion dollar wrestling tycoon.

"Malaya?" said of soft voice that sound like Michael Jackson.

Malaya's blue eyes went up the form of a man that was so close to her. Michael Jackson was standing right in front of her. "You're Michael Jackson."

Michael smiled. "So you are the Malaya that I was supposed to meet. I guess we both were hiding things from each other. You are Malaya McMahon daughter of the billionaire wrestling tycoon Mr. Vincent Kennedy McMahon. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because people think that it is so fine and dandy being the daughter of a billionaire and I just work all of the time like I am some kind of singer. I am not even a singer and I shouldn't be working that much."

Michael shook his head. "May I sit next to you?"

"Sure." She said blushing.

Michael took a seat next to her. "I guess we both didn't want to tell each other our last names."

"Oh boy."

"What is it Miss McMahon?"

"Please call me Malaya or Laya. Mrs McMahon is my mother." She said holding in laugher. "I suppose you will get bored with me."

"Why would you say that?"

Malaya shrugged her shoulders. "I am the million dollar princess. My father doesn't appreciate me. He thinks I am going to be the next holder of the WWF and well... I want to do what I want to do."

"Oh?" Michael looked at the seventeen year old daughter of the major wrestling tycoon. "What would have you wanted to do?"

"I have been in the lime light since I was born and well I want to be in a different kind of lime light. I don't want to follow my dad's foot steps. I want to be a singer."

"A singer?"

"Yeah."

Michael smiled. "Well, then I would love to perform with you one of these days."

"Why didn't you tell me that you were Michael Jackson?"

"Well, it isn't often that you hear a singer contacts his fans now do you?"

"No, I suppose not."

"I am supposed to meet your father... do you know where he is at?"

"Follow me." She said getting up.

Michael followed the seventeen year old girl towards where her parents were.

"Daddy?" Malaya said to her father.

Vince turned around. "Malaya... I see you met Mr. Jackson."

Malaya nodded her head. "He kind of ran into me. He said that he was supposed to meet up with you this evening about something."

"Ah yes. I remember."

"Hello Mr. McMahon." Michael said smiling at the older man.

"Hello Mr. Jackson. I have a question for you."

"What would that be Mr. McMahon?"

"Would you join us in a live television appearance backstage for WWF Monday Night Raw?"

Michael smiled. "I would love to."

"Great... wonderful. You will be having a live interview with my eldest daughter Malaya."

Malaya blushed. She was going to be interviewing her crush and idol on live television. She had to pinch herself, but it wasn't possible at the moment because she was with her family.

Michael smiled. "I would love to do anything for my fans and of course your fans that love me. Plus it will be my first live event."

Vince smiled. "I will see you this Monday then."

"Yes, Mr. McMahon it was nice meeting you."

"You too Mr. Jackson."

"Daddy I want to talk to Mr. Jackson privately is that alright?" Asked Malaya looking at her father.

"Of course Malaya you can talk to him."

She hugged her father. "Thank you daddy."

Michael and Malaya walked out of the benefit.

"So why did you want to talk to me privately Malaya?"

Malaya smiled. "I was thinking maybe when I turn 18 we could hang out more that is if you wanted to Michael."

"That sounds like a blast Malaya."

Malaya blushed.

"Maybe I could teach you a few things."

"I was wondering maybe we could still talk on IM?"

"Of course. Now you have fun at this benefit and I will be seeing you around Miss Malaya." He said kissing her on the cheek.

Malaya blushed even more. "See you."

Michael left Malaya standing there outside and he preyed to god that no one got a picture of him kissing her on the cheek. It would make the tabloids go insane. Not only that her father would be one angry fellow to deal with.

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That is the end of chapter one enjoy. Tell me what you think of it.