Here's Chappie 3!!!
This ones got a cliffy, but I hope you like it :D
First, I get completely lost.
Second, I get pushed side to side by screaming fan girls.
Now what?
What exactly am I supposed to do now? Go home? How? I can't even remember where that shop was where I parked my car, and trust me, I suck at directions.
I looked around once more for Sasha, but it was completely useless, she is probably inside already.
I than began to walk through the crowd, pushing people out of my way as hard as I can, when I finally got out of the crowd, I went to the back of Radio City building, which was sort of like a small alley. I heard familiar music coming from the building, I than noticed a dark door, and walked up to it, I pulled on the handle but the door was locked shut. I than knocked on it a few times but no body opened it for me.
Oh well, I guess I'm going to have to go find wherever my car is and go home.
But before I could even turn around the door opened.
I quickly looked back and saw a big, buff guy, wearing a dark shirt and dark pants. "Well finally you come," he said in a really deep voice. Huh?. I gave him a confused look but he just grabbed my arm and pulled me in, than closed the door behind me. Okay? What the hell. "Um-" I tried to say but he cut me off.
"Boss has been waiting a whole hour for you, and you don't even show up in rehearsal," he said. What boss? What rehearsal? What is he TALKING about.
"What are you-" I started but he cut me off, again.
"Come on, you don't have much time," he said, grabbing on to my arm and once again dragging me to some place, which seemed like back stage, I looked all around, seeing camera crews... lights.... wardrobes... stereos.... and lots of dancers practising.
The man than stopped, and let go of my arm. "You stay here, and wait for Larissa to come and get you, okay?" he said and walked off, never letting me answer. Okay, first of all, what was I even doing here?
And who are all these people?
I looked around, maybe I'll see Sasha here, maybe this was all her prank for me. She's quite a prankster....
But no, this was no prank, it was just too real.
But why did they need me? And who was this boss anyways? Oh well, I'm not going to waist my time here, I better get home quick.
I began to walk toward where the door was quickly, looking around to see if that guy was there, in fact I was too busy looking around that I had bumped into somebody.
I looked toward the person, he was wearing a red loose shirt. I than looked up at his face.
No way....
I had just bumped into the King of Pop him self.... Michael Jackson.