every one is still in shock and grieving after the tragic untimely passing of the great Michael Jackson. He was and still is mine and many other peoples idols. He inspired us all, and he will never be forgotten.

the show is over...... the music is forever.

even though hes gone, he will remain forever in our hearts.

There will NEVER be another Michael Jackson. 33

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ok i just had to dedicate my little speech to Michael bcuz i really miss him. as do lots of other people LOL. Im dedicating this story to him too! (: short summary of this story...

*(((* Ok, all of the Cullens are in here, but they are not vamps. Just humans. and Michael Jackson is still alive and he looks like he did in the music videos 'billie jean' 'thriller' and 'beat it' becuz i think he looked the hottest there ;;) and i think that michael and lisa marie presley made a good couple so they are gunna get married soon. so sorry if anyone dislikes it, but its my story, and if you dont like it, you dont have to read it. but sorry LOL. *)))*

anyways, michael will NOT have the pale skin bcuz i didnt think he looked as good as he did back then.

anyways, enjoy the story and sorry i wrote so much! LOL.

R.I.P MICHAEL JACKSON.... AUGUST 29, 1958-JUNE 25,2009. :'(

BellaPov:

Forks. That was the name of the place that my mother, Renee, was sending me to live. She recently got remarried, and her lover Phil travels alot. She would have to stay home to take care of me -which i do not know why im freaking 18!- and she would be unhappy. So, she had the crazy idea of sending me to live with my dad, Charlie, in Forks. Don't get me wrong, I love my dad, its just that, the place were he lives is not the most traveled to spot in the U.S. It happens to be the most rainy, cold, sunless place I have ever been to in my entire life. How do I know this??? Well, when I was 14, I spent the summer with my dad thinking it would be a wonderful experience. Apparently, nobody told me it would be so.. so... I cant even think of a word bad enough to describe it. Lets just say my thoughts never traveled an inch toward that direction of thoughts anymore since. Just thinking about that place gives me the chills. Literally.

But, Im just thinking of myself here. If i stayed, It would only make ME happy. Only one person. If I went to live in Forks, it would make My mom, Phil, and of course, my dad happy. Three people. So, I didnt put up much of a fuss. I did at first when all i thought of was myself. But after I thought about it.... I finally decided to move up there. So, now as we speak, I am packing all my belongings into all my bags. We weren't a poor family, because my mom had a good job -that she would have to leave behind via. her traveling. And i worked a little so I got to keep all that money. So, I had alot of stuff. I had lots of clothes, I LOVED to shop -another change, I wanted to make Bella more, feminine; LOL- and that gave me another reason to hate Forks. No mall. The nearest mall was probably at least half an hour away. At least I had a car, a nice one at that... A black Saturn mom got it for my 16th birthday, and I've tooken great care of it ever since. It lookes almot brand new. I take it for a wax every month. And a wash everytime It gets even a little dirty. I guess you can say I LOVE my car!

Back to packing. I packed all of my clothes, it took four big suitcases -all full up to the top it was almost impossible to close them all- and that was just my clothes. Not counting my purses and shoes. They took up another two suitcases-each-. Now to all my other possessions. One of my most prized items besides my car was my Michael Jackson things. He was my idol! I had everyone of his Cd's. The ones made already at least, Im sure he was bound to make more! I had countless posters of him. And, I even have a Studded Glove of his! I mean its actually HIS! I got it off of ebay for like, $10,000! But since my mom had such a good job, money was not an object then. It has been currently displayed in a glass case. No ones even allowed to touch it! I get anxious when somebody even looks at it! Its... Special. I would die if something ever happened to it. He actually WORE it!

I packed all of my Mj obsessions in a special -you guessed it- Michael Jackson suitcase.

I finally got everything packed. I'm leaving all my furniture here because im probably going to go shopping when I go there, If im lucky enough to find a mall withing reasonable driving distance. Heck, I would drive an hour just to go to a mall. Yes, I am a shop-a-holic! All my friends are. My friends.. Im going to have to leave them all behind. At least i didnt have a boyfriend. I never really was much interested in boys during my teenage years, due to my lovely car and great friends. Really, I think boys cause WAY to much drama in girls lifes that really none of us need. The way I think is, friends first, boys second. I say people wait till after college to really settle down with a real relationship. Maybe thats why I have gotten the best grades out of all my friends.

I was taken out of my thoughts by the sound of my phone ringing..

'The way you make me feel, it really turns me on, you knock me off of my feet, my lonely days are gone.'

I answered my phone, "Hello???" I was greeted by my moms voice replying on the other line.

"Bella, are you all packed and ready???" I sighed when she reminded me of leaving.

"Yes Mom, I'm all ready. Ready to totally ruin my life."

"Bella, we have gone over this many times, your not going to change our plans. Dont ruin my mood with your 'tude" I rolled my eyes, I hated when she used that stupid line she heard on Hannah Montana. She really needs to quit babysitting on weekends. At least that wasnt her full time job! Who knows what silly stuff she would be saying if it was. I could imagine her singing around the house barneys theme song. I shivered when I thought of the emabrassment, even though no one could see her, It was still my mom. "I'm outside and I am ready to leave. We have to hurry if we are going to get your flight. If you miss it, your staying and until the next flight. Im serious dont try me, Bella. Now, do you need any help with your bags??? I'll come and help you. Bye."

I like how she just volunteers her self into things. Oh well, in truth i really couldnt take all this stuƒƒ down in one trip. -haha i used the funky f's LOL ƒƒƒƒƒƒƒ hahahaaa those are ƒunny! bahahaa- I guess I could use her help in this situation. I just sat on my bed -dreading and thinking about what good, if any, was going to come out of this trip- until I heard my mother coming up the steps, and soon entering my room. She stared in awe at the empty walls since they mostly were covered in Mj stuff. I had to admit, it looked pretty spacious.

We each grabbed as much as we could, and took it down the stairs. I saved my Mj glove still in its case for last. I didnt trust any one else carrying it but me. Besides the glove, it only took us about three trips. Four if you count me going and getting my precious glove. We had to send all my stuff seperate because I know they wouldnt let all my stuff on the plane. The only thing I took was my purse. I couldnt ever part with that. It had all my basic needs. My cell -a Sidekick 3, with orange and yellow case-, ipod full of mj songs, a small portion of my humongous collection of makeup, and my passport for anytime I am going out of the country for any reason so I wont have to go and get one when the times does come.

We didnt really say anything on the ride to the airport. I just listened to my ipod. When we got there, in plenty of time by the way, We said our short goodbyes, i was still alittle cold at her for making me do this, but i really was going to miss her. I didnt want her to think i wasnt going to, so i honestly told her I would. After our parting goodbyes, I took my purse, and after we sent off my stuff ahead to forks, I went inside the terminal for my airplane. I just rested on one of the chairs until the last call for my flight departure was announced. I made my way to the boarding place, and with one last look at what has been my hometown for as long as I was born, and walked up the plane steps with as much dignity i could manage.

I was riding first class, of course, So I had the comfortable seats. I took my seat in one of the most comfortable plane seats i ever sat in, and got ready for take off. Before we took off, the flight attendant said a boring speech about what we were supposed to do that i have heard before, so I didnt pay much attention. I knew we had to buckle up until we reached the destined altitude, and then we could remove them. When she was finished, I put on my seatbelt and got out my ipod once again and proceeded to listen to it were i left off from the car.

I was really tired because of the lack of sleep i got last night, So I just listened to my music until i finally drifted into a much needed sleep..

hayy. I hope all of you all liked the first chapter! Of course, this story is not going to be ALL about michael jackson. He is just going to be a big part of it. And he is still alive in my story =D if only he were in real life :'( anyways, im not one of those writers who say 'if you dont review i wont update' bcuz i dont think that is really fair. But i do like reviews, they help motivate me and let me know that people want to read my story and want me to continue. If you have any suggestions, please tell me, my stories are always open for improvement, so i wont get mad if you have any suggestions on how to make my story better. ;) every writer needs some criticism. If we dont know wat needs to be improved, it will never get improved! (: anyways, im just ASKEN for you to review, NOT tellen. (: thanks and i hope you liked it!

R.I.P MICHAEL JACKSON WE LOVE AND MISS YOU!

---miss michael jackson 33