Hi, I guess that's a way to start of. My name is Elena Nina Gilbert, well that's what it was. My mother Isobel Gilbert was single for most of my life after my father John was killed in a car accident. But when I was about 15 my mother had front row tickets to see Michael Jackson in concert front row and backstage tickets with a group of another 10 fans to meet him backstage. And then you guessed it, they hit it off right away. By the time I was almost 17 they were engaged to be married that summer and my mother and I were living in the Neverland mansion. It was a big step from living in a small little apartment in downtown California to living with the biggest singing superstar in history.

When I first met Michael, it was the week before my sweet 16th and I wasn't planning to do anything big for it. I just wanted to have a small family thing. But when Mum told him it was my birthday the coming week, he insisted on having it at Neverland. I told him to not worry about it and that I didn't want to make a big deal out of it but he insisted. I couldn't say no. He said my family could come over with a small group of my close friends.

And now I sit telling you about my upcoming 18th birthday, where I'm doing my 6th 'First'. Now you don't know what my 'firsts' are do you? Well let me explain. Since I turned 13 I've done these things I like to call firsts. It started from really simple things and now since I'm turning 18, I wanted to turn things up. I didn't tell anyone this apart from my best friend Bonnie. I decided to sign up to be an escort. Come on, how bad could it be? I needed an extra bit of money for college tuition even though Michael was so willing to pay for it considering he is my stepfather. I wanted to prove to both of them that I could take care of it but he'd still pay for at least half. 5'000 dollars, which is about half my tuition fee I have to pay, for Michael that's like taking us out to a cheap restraunt.

So Michael had invited my mother and I to watch his concert he was doing in New York he was doing with his brothers and so I felt it was the right time to sign up. They have loads of agencies around NYC right? So we hanged backstage with Katherine and Joseph, they preferred me to call them that and honestly I did to cause it felt kind of awkward because we'd only met a few times and didn't know eachother that well.

We all talked for a bit at the after party with 'Dad's' manager and publicist and all that yadiyadah, I didn't pay much attention. Just sat in the corner playing with my ipod. And then I got that all fateful phonecall. No, not from God or anything, I got a phonecall from the agency that I had my first booking tonight, and that it was a very, very special one. A very important person. Who cares about that? I got given the address and I left after Michael and my mother did. We all stayed in different rooms, for the safety and crap. It annoyed me.

The night got more strange as it went on. The guy was in the same hotel as I was. Okkkkaaay. Yeah I'm so totally not weirded out. I knocked on the door to hear one of the most familiar voices I knew.

Are … you….freaking…KIDDING ME!

This is the worst thing..ever.

How am I gonna work this out?
My stepdad?

Really?
I hate my life.

But with all those thoughts in my head. One thought came to mind. Why not? Who can actually say they've got to sleep with the King Of Pop? Not many. And what a first to top all firsts.

I'd tell him eventually, but it would be my game to play with now. Oh what a game.

And so it began.