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Just my imagination!
Here we go!
Chapter 2
Alley and Chris left Michael's hotel room to get some lunch with the promise to be at the studio 45 minutes early. Michael, left alone in his room once again, went into the kitchen to get something to eat. He looked in the fridge, in the cupboards; nothing seemed to appease him. He grabbed his jacket and headed for the door. He caught the elevator and headed to the lobby. "Mr. Jackson!" Michael turned to see a little blonde-haired boy running up to him. Michael stopped and looked at the boy, "Yes?" The boy seemed to be nervous, "Can I have your autograph, Mr. Jackson? I'm one of your biggest fans!" Michael smiled and took the pen from the boy's hand, "Who should I make this out to?" "My name's Michael." Michael smiled, "My name's Michael," he said as he wrote, "To Michael, a very special little boy." Then he signed his name. He handed the magazine and pen back to little Michael, the blonde's eyes got wide, "Thank you so much Mr. Jackson." Michael chuckled, "You're welcome." He watched the little boy go back to his mother and showed him Michael's autograph. Michael's stomach growled, I guess I better get something to eat. Hmm... where can I find a good restauraunt around here? Michael wondered. A bell boy asked if he could help with anything, Michael handed him his keys. The bell boy went and got Michael's Ferrari, Michael handed him a $50 and told him to get anything he wanted. The bell boy's eyes got wide and he took the money and ran off. Michael chuckled and got into his car and zoomed out of the parking lot. His convertible top down, blaring music he didn't even hear his cell go off. He turned his radio down and stopped at a McDonald's. He turned off his car, then he heard his cell go off. "Hello?" "Where are you?" "I'm getting something to eat." "Oh, well, I'm here at the airport waiting on you." "Oh, well, I'll be just a few minutes late, you want anything to eat?" Destiny chuckled, "No." "Alright, I'll be there in 5 minutes," and hung up. He got his food and went back to the car, even though he was famished, he was not about to eat in his precious car. He got into his car and drove to the airport.
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He arrived at the airport 15 minutes later, with a very angry-looking Destiny Carver. "Hey, Des, sorry I'm late, thought you might want some lunch." Destiny smiled and took the food that was offered. "Mmmm, McDonald's." Michael smiled, "Yup, I even got ketchup." Destiny giggled and sat down at one of the tables. Michael smiled, "So, you ready? Alley and Chris are already at the studio. They're just waiting on us." Destiny sighed in between bites of cheeseburger, "Yeah, but, I'm not sure I could be "Diana"." "Aww, you'll be ok," Michael said as he hugged her.
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45 minutes later and Michael still hadn't showed up yet. Alley was getting kind of worried, "I hope they're not in trouble." Chris took her hand, "I'm sure it's just traffic or something like that." Meanwhile... Michael walked into the hotel room, "I gotta get changed." Destiny giggled, "Do I get to watch?" Michael looked taken aback, "What?!" Destiny looked at him and smiled, "Nothing, go get dressed. We're already late." Michael looked shocked, but said nothing. He walked into the bedroom and came out 5 minutes later with a black shirt on, black pants and his white glove. Destiny giggled, "You look nice." Michael smiled, "Thanks. So do you." Destiny blushed. She was wearing a pink skirt with a black tank top and a pair of matching flip flops. "Well, c'mon we gotta get going. Alley and Chris are probably gettin' worried by now."
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Alley and Chris were sitting in the lounge. "Where are they? They were supposed to be here 25 1/2 minutes ago!" "They'll be here, don't worry, Alley." "I do worry, Chris, because... because... Oh, never mind." Chris smiled and walked up behind Alley, "Sweetheart, it's going to be OK." Alley leaned against him, "I know, but he worries me." "Oh, Alley, you baby him too much!"