Hey Guys just another chapter for you, Enjoy x

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Day 4 – Bitter sweet Punishment

'Well what am I supposed to do, he won't wake up?'

'I don't know, knock the door again.'

'Hello! I'm the one holding this thing, I can't even let go to scratch my own butt and its really itchy right now…'

'Eeew! Jake!'

'Look, why don't you just knock the door instead?'

*knock knock*

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'You think he's dead?'

'Holly!'

'What?'

'You can't just wish that on somebody, you better touch wood right now.'

'Fine…'

'Hey that's my head.'

'Precisely…oh let's just go, he must still be asleep…'

'Oh wait! I think he's coming to the door!'

Michael tiredly rubbed his eyes as he reached for the door handle. Someone had been knocking on his door for the past 5 minutes now and he decided that he had better finally drag himself out of bed and go answer it. He pulled it open slowly to find Jacob standing there with the biggest cheesiest grin plastered on his face, holding a giant tray of breakfast. Michael took the time to eye him sleepily.

'Jacob?'

'Good morning Mr. Jackson. Uh…for you.' he said and pushed the tray into Michaels hands.

'For me? Jacob you cooked?' Michael asked carefully carrying the tray over to the desk in the corner of his room.

'Uh…well actually…' Jacob looked over at Holly who signaled wildly trying to tell him not to let Michael know that she had cooked most of it. 'Uh…yes…I did it all by myself.' He gazed back over at Holly who nodded in approval he stood there looking confused as Michael turned back to him clearly touched by the gesture.

'Aw, thank you very much Jacob, but you really didn't have to.'

'No I wanted to.' He said grinning wider at Michaels impressed face. Holly rolled her eyes as Jacob soaked up all the credit. Boys… she thought as she stood right outside the door against the wall where Michael couldn't see her.

'It sure looks tasty…'

'I should think so, I spent most of the morning preparing it, it's just a simple gesture to say thanks…you know, for helping me.' He said and Michael smiled.

'Oh, you're very welcome Jake. Okay well leave me to dig in and you can go get ready, and thanks again.' Michael said and walked over to the tray while Jacob said okay and shut Michael's door for him. Jacob then turned to Holly.

'Why didn't you want him to know you contributed too?' Jacob asked and Holly shrugged.

'He did something nice and anonymous for me, so I thought I'd return the favor…' Jacob nodded.

'I'm guessing he was the one who actually gave you that pizza slice you've been going on about like since you got here?' she nodded before Jacob turned off to his own room and she went to hers, feeling pretty good about herself.

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Michael approached the two teens with a smile on his face, feeling better after Jacob had bothered to go through the trouble of doing something nice for him. He gave Holly a wide smile too, just to set an example on forgiveness. She was looking down at the ground so she missed his smile.

'So what's the task for today Michael?' Jacob asked, ever enthusiastic. Michael smiled.

'There is none, were going out today.' He stated and then pulled a mask out of his pocket before placing it perfectly on his face. Jacob watched in awe and even cheered when Michael removed his hands.

'That's awesome.' He said and then nudged Holly who gave Jacob a sideways look and smiled halfheartedly. 'So where are we going?'

'Well I figured after spending half a week together, we should really be getting along by now, but I don't think were know each other quite as well as I would like us to.' He said and clapped his hands together. 'So you guys can pick our activity for today.' He said and immediately his eyes fell on Holly who still failed to meet his eyes.

'Let's go ice skating!' Jacob said and they both looked at him. Michael may have been a mighty fine dancer but put that was on firm ground only. Put him and a paired of skates in an equation and it was destined for chaos. Holly likewise.

'Um…or…' Michael encouraged and Jacob got the hint.

'…or go to the movies.' Jacob asked as if it were a question.

'Hmm, yeah. Okay.' Michael grinned approvingly and nodded at this suggestion. 'Uh… anything in particular you would like to go and see?' Michael asked and Jacob looked thoughtful.

'Yeah, I wanna see Me & Ms. Evans it got a 5 star rating and-'Michael stopped him mid sentence with serious eyes in his direction.

'Most definitely not, I have heard about that film and I refuse to let you set eyes on…well…let's just say…there's a reason it got its 5 star rating.' Michael said warningly. Jacob looked confused.

'Why?' Michael ignored him.

'Holly?' he asked and saw Holly looking sheepishly down at her shoes. She just simply shrugged, never once breaking her stubborn stare downwards.

'Huh? Why?' Jacob continued to pry in the background but Michael was not about to explain the same details that were explained to him through a friend of his. Sounded way above an 18 if you asked him.

'Fine…how about we just choose a movie when we get there.'

'Why can't we watch Me & Ms. Evans?' Jacob asked getting even more curious at Michael blatant ignorance of his questions.

'Because it's not appropriate and plus it's an 18.' Michael said and that was the end of the conversation as Michael walked out of the front door to the limo and Holly and Jacob followed him. Jacob shrugged to Holly who cracked a smile again. They took their seats with Jacob and Holly sitting opposite each other on the two side seats in the middle of the limo and Michael sitting right at the very back looking at both of them.

'Wow that mask is so real.' Jacob piped up after about 5 minutes.

'It was made by a specialist.' Michael answered smiling and Jacob nodded.

'Can you ask your specialist to make me one too?'

'And why on earth would you need one?' Michael asked and Jacob grinned.

'As a souvenir…?'

'Yeah right, more like 'to get up to mischief.' Michael chuckled and relaxed for the rest of the journey.

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Before they knew it they were edging past people to grab three seats in the right in middle of the sea of people in the audience. They sat down with relief as they tried to ignore irritated looks from people who had accidentally gotten their toes trodden on.

'Sorry' Holly said to the last person before purposely and hurriedly rushing to grab a seat next to some random person with Jacob on the other side of her. She wouldn't be able to hold her head up the whole movie if Michael sat next to her, she already knew that deep down he must still have been hurt and disappointed about yesterday. He must really hate her no matter how much he was forced to pretend that he didn't for the sake of the cameras. She relaxed with her pot of popcorn in front of her. Michael sat on the right side of Jacob who was eager to chat about their movie choice before it began.

'So why rush hour 3 again?'

'Oh, I'm really watching it for my friend…you know Chris Tucker?'

'Oh yeah…man you are so cool.' Michael flashed a shy sideways smile.

'Cool? Why?'

'You know like everybody and you know celebrities that normal people can only dream of meeting. Actually scratch that! You are the celebrity everybody dreams of meeting!' Jacob hissed discreetly. Michael smiled and then peeked over Jacobs shoulder to see Holly sitting there looking kind of lonely staring up at the screen ads. Soon the lights dimmed signaling that the movie was about to start.

'Hey Jake? Switch seats with me.'

'What? Why I gotta sit on the end?'

'Because I want to be able to talk to both of you, you know?'

'Alright, fine.' Jacob said before standing up and stepping over Michael letting him scoot across into Jacob's seat.

'Yo dude, down in front!' someone from the row behind them called as Jacob sat down.

'Sorry…' Jacob said and then tried to make him comfortable by the stranger that now sat on his right. He slid his eyes across and was surprised to see that it was a girl about his age who was smiling flirtatiously back at him. He fell into a trance as she looked back up to the screen with a smirk obviously making her intentions clear that she was going to hit on him by the end of this movie.

'Jake you okay there?' Michael asked from next to him.

'Y-Yeah, yeah…I'm fine with this.' He said without taking his eyes off of the beauty next to him.

'Okay.' Michael whispered back oblivious to Jacob's main focus. He turned back to look at Holly who watched him out of the corner of her eye with what seemed like mild irritation. He could tell that she hadn't wanted him to sit next to her but that was just too bad. Though Michael did look slightly shy as her eyes shot back up to the screen, he felt like some annoying object, worthy of her ignorance. He slowly gazed back up at the screen before leaning into her.

'Hey Holly.' He whispered and she rolled her eyes nervously.

'H-hey.' She stuttered having to clear her throat in the process.

'So have you watched rush hour 1 or 2 before?' he asked trying to spark up a conversation between them but Holly was making it clear that she didn't feel like talking as she shot one worded answers back at him.

'Yes.'

'Oh really?' Michael tried to enthuse. 'Which one?'

'Both….'

'Right…so…do you like them.'

'Yeah.' She said and took a sip of her drink trying to get him to leave her alone. She felt bad enough as it was, the last thing she needed was for him to act nice to her, it just made her feel even worse. An awkward silence fell among them and Michael sat back in his chair as the screen went black. And the movie was about to start. Some of the opening credits rolled and he got a smile on his face when he saw Chris Tucker appear on the screen, he leaned over to her again.

'You know, I know Chris Tucker.'

'Really…?' Holly replied, but there was a hint of actual interest in her voice and she subconsciously snapped her intrigued eyes to Michaels but immediately looked away when she realized that she had broken her vow not to look into his eyes for the rest of the programme. Oh man…

'Yeah…' Michael replied smiling. 'Are you a fan of his?'

'…' Holly stayed silent feeling so bad.

'Hm Holly?' Michael pressed trying to keep this small conversation going.

'K-Kinda…' she replied nervous again and then look another sip of her drink looking down at her own lap.

'You know, if you are then-' Michael was cut off as the crowd broke into laughter. He looked up at the screen and saw Chris Tucker on screen dancing to some high pitched song. His jaw dropped slightly when he saw Chris grab his crotch and start dancing just like him. '…no Chris…you didn't…' he whispered to himself wide eyed as Chris kicked his leg out. Chris had told Michael that he was going to put a little bit of dancing in it, Michael Jackson style, but Michael had never taken him seriously. He was now proven wrong as he saw his friend attempting to spin just like him. The audience laughed again and Michael sunk back into his chair immediately embarrassed although he really didn't need to be, because he was still in his mask. 'Oh god…' he said shielding his face with his hands. Jacob and Holly laughed too, though it was more directed at Michael's reaction. Holly quickly cleared her throat and shut up though, before she regained her stubborn composure and looked back up at the film. Jacob returned to the girl next to him and Michael sunk even lower in his chair…

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'Dude, shut up!' the man that had early told Jacob of for standing up and switching seats with Michael, sat behind them and hissed as Michael laughed loudly. Holly bit her lip looking at him and then around at everybody's annoyed faces. Jacob was oblivious as he spoke to some girl next to him. Soon her eyes fell back on Michael…he was so embarrassing…she swallowed and opted to get out of the situation. She had to summon up all her courage and tap him on the shoulder.

'Michael…' she whispered.

'Ugh?' he groaned in response, his eyes never once losing focus of the big screen. He cackled loudly again and an array of sighs were emitted from the crowd around them. The man from behind them tapped her and pointed to Michael.

'Can you shut him up? Please!' he said and Holly turned her head back to face Michael.

'Oh my goodness! Chris is so funny! Hahahaha!' Michael continued, he was completely oblivious to the situation he was in. To his own irritation of others.

'Um…I need to go to the bathroom…' she said.

'Uhuh…hah…aaahahhahahaha!' Holly rolled her eyes; he was completely stuck in the movie and didn't tear his eyes away once. This whole scene kind of reminded her of thriller when the girl is scared but he never takes his attention away from the film until she walks off. Holly stood up and pushed and carefully stepped her way out of the row of chairs and then up the stairs. She exited the cinema with a sigh of relief, leaning against the door and then reopened her eyes when she felt it was necessary. That cinema was way too hot and cramped, so many people squashed up against one another was enough to make you claustrophobic. She stood up straight looking around for the bathroom. While looking she saw a cinema security guard and caught him winking at her.

Ugh! How sickening, he has to be at least 50! She thought as she looked away from him and saw a sign above his head. The bathroom was down the hall. She walked down it and past the guard who wolf whistled at her. She was starting to feel kind of scared of him as she sped up her walking and ran inside the toilets. She again let go a sigh of relief and went to wash her face which looked tired and frustrated. She sucked some popcorn out of her teeth when two girls about her age came in.

'…did you hear about it?

'Yeah, yeah I heard. But why would he go up and do something like that?'

'I don't know, but I ain't mad at him, if it means more viewing time of his fine a$$ on my TV screen then I'm down!'

'Yeah of course you are…' Holly got some tissue to dry her face and hands and was prepared to walk out of the bathroom when she was stopped in her tracks.

'well I think everyone is, I mean he's Michael Jackson! You can never get too much of him.'

'Ha-ha you're such a fan!'

'Like I said, I think everyone is, he's just so gorgeous!'

'yeah well…I guess he can be called…handsome…but well, okay he's handsome, a performer and no doubt a mini diva behind the scenes but from what I've seen on screen, isn't he a little…you know…fragile, to be looking after someone else's bad kids?'

'Hmm…well I'm sure as soon as soon as those kids see him they'll behave, the shows gonna be perfect. And if I see any of them act out of line to him, I'll be hunting them down personally.'

'Gabi, they're little kids.'

'I don't care!'

'Hahaa…so, are other celebrities going to be doing it too?'

'Of course, but obviously they wanted to start to show off and make an entrance while they did it and who better to set it off than Michael Jackson?' Gabi boasted on Michaels behalf.

'Mmhmm, I guess you're right, that man sure can draw a crowd. I bet the whole world'll be watchin.' Holly had heard enough as she walked out and let the door fall and block out their enthusiastic opinions on the show she was in right now. She bets the whole world will be watching? Watching me? Being a total b*tch to 'thee' (soft, innocent, sweetest, most kindest, lovable, caring and not to mention giving) Michael Jackson? The whole world? The fact that the whole world was going to be watching was enough to make her feel sick to the stomach but the fact that she had acted in a way that even she was ashamed of and the whole world was going to see it was enough to make her want to just die right there on the spot…or more realistically just break down in tears of shame.

And by the looks of it, her mind had decided to begin doing just that already as one tear fell without her own consent. She wiped it away quickly as she walked down the hall but it seemed as though her brain had suddenly decided to malfunction and instead of stopping the tears it was inducing them with every step that she took. She continued to wipe in vane but they just wouldn't cease. She sighed irritated. 'For f*ck sake…' she moaned and now wiped more vigorously. She kept on walking until a hand came out and grabbed her arm.

'Are you okay?' a soft voice asked her and she blinked a few times. As her blurry vision gradually cleared, it allowed her to see that same creepy security guard. Instead of answering him she attempted to yank her arm out of his grip but he just wouldn't let go.

'Get off me.'

'Aw, but you look mighty sad there.' He said and pulled her closer to him.

'I said get the f*ck off me creep! I am not in the mood for any freaks today so just back the hell off-'

'Hey!' called a strange but at the same time slightly familiar voice. It was the director of the show who had been hiding somewhere discreet recording this whole scene. He wasn't having any of this. 'Get off of her!' the guard pulled Holly closer to him in a very sickening despicable way.

'For your information, she's my niece.' He lied, unaware of how much better the director knew the situation than he did.

'Sir, no she isn't. Let go of her.' He said grabbing Holly's arm and trying to gently pull her out of his grip but the guard was way stronger than he was.

'And who are you to tell me-?'

'Usa's most unruly teens director, that's who.' He said holding up an identification card that had been in his pocket. He then stuffed it back in his shirt not knowing that he had just done that at the wrong time. At that moment both girls that had been in the bathroom talking about the show stopped dead in their tracks with their mouths open. The fanatic 'Gabi' walked up to him almost zombie like.

'Usa's most unruly teens? Get! Out! You're the director? And you're here? And this is the programme? And this is the teen? And you're here? And…wait a second! If you're the director and you're filming the first episode here then that must mean… SHUT! UP!' the girl said with her mouth wide, catching flies. By this time the guard had let Holly loose slightly and the director, who was clearly more experienced in this kind of situation, without thinking twice, grabbed Holly's arm and sprinted them both, back into their theatre screen. Before they disappeared they heard Gabi's shrill cry. 'Michael Jackson is here! MICHAEL JACKSON IS HERE!'

Holly and the director fled downstairs with the two girls hot on their heels. Holly expected the director to have them both hide behind chairs, just like some kind of military secret mission or something, but how wrong she had been proven when the director instead stood right in the middle of the stairs and yelled at the top of his voice. 'MICHAEL THEY KNOW! GET OUT OF HERE NOW!' almost immediately Michael shot out of his seat, looking around to see where the voice was coming from, he saw the director and then bent down to Jacob and Jacob too stood up, along with the man who had been complaining all the time about distractions in the theater.

'oh for the love of- I give up!' he shouted and threw his hands up in exasperation as Michael and Jacob speedily weaved their way past the people in seats making their way towards the exit door.

'MICHAEL JACKSON, THAT'S MICHAEL JACKSON!' almost instantly the whole theater was in an uproar of whispers and people craned their necks to see if they could spot him but none of them recognized the mask so they over looked his low crawl to the doors. Holly felt herself being grabbed by the director again and being run back up the stairs and out the door.

'Okay, you Michael and Jacob go!' he said quickly as they saw Michael and Jacob hastily making their way out of the cinema. Holly nodded and ran for her life after them as the director stayed behind signaling like crazy, soon enough all members of the camera crew were up and running out of their hiding places to the exit of the cinema. The two girls were still chasing Michael and the two teens until they got outside and the three hoped into a black SUV. They quickly slammed the doors shut and locked them and now that they looked out of the window they realized that more people had run out after them to see the commotion and 'thee' Michael Jackson. Both holly and Jacob breathed a sigh of relief whereas Michael folded his arms with a passive yet slightly irritated expression.

'Oh man…I was enjoying that movie!' he whined and Jacob and Holly looked over at him.

'We know!' they said in unison and Michael raised one eyebrow. What was that supposed to mean? He thought.

'What?' he asked but they only giggled in response. 'What do you mea-'

*Bang! Bang!*

They all turned their heads to the window to see some strange girl pointing at Jacob and then shielding her eyes and wincing, to get a better view through the tinted windows. Holly and Michael looked baffled but Jacob walked across the car and wound down the window slightly. The girl smiled.

'Hey.' She said.

'Hey…' Jacob almost sighed back.

'Um…I wanted to give you this.' She said and then stuffed some folded paper in his hand. She then reach up and kissed his cheek. Jacob stared back at her awe struck. She then looked around her at the growing amount of people who had come outside. She then looked back up at him. 'So you know Michael Jackson?' she asked and he grinned still in his trance.

'Yeah, do you wanna meet him?' and with that he moved to open the door but Holly dragged him back and wound up the window in the girls face. 'Hey!' he protested as he was thrown back in his seat. Michael and Holly stared at him with shocked expressions. 'What did I do?' he asked and Holly looked away.

'Stupid.' Was all she said before plugging in her head phones and focusing on her Ipod that she was allowed just for today. She then looked out the window at the people outside. Jacob shrugged and sat back but Michael still had yet to get some answers.

'What was all that about?' he asked and Jacob looked shy flicking the folded paper over and over in his hand.

'Nothing…'

'Give it here.' Michael said and stretched out his hand. Jacob looked hesitant but then reached over and dropped it on his palm.

'What does it say?' Jacob asked and Michael infolded it and read aloud.

'Samantha's hotline, call and I will promise to get you hor- okay I am not reading this!' Michael said and Jacob blushed slightly on her behalf and asked for it back. Michael shook his head. 'No Jake, I don't really think you'll be needing this.

'Aw come on man, she's hot! You must know how I feel mike please give it back.' Michael raised one eyebrow.

'So what you're saying is, that you would only date a girl because she's 'hot'?'

'Well…yeah.' Jake nodded and then mumbled afterward. '…and nobody said anything about dating…' Michael barely caught what he said and he shook his head at what he did hear.

'Jacob…' Michael started before just sighing. 'I just really hope you grow out of this mad 'hot' girl sex craze soon because trust me, not many women like to go for a man who thinks like that.' Jacob's mouth fell open slightly but he just looked out of the window in defeat and slight hurt/embarrassment from Michael's choice of words.

Michael leaned his head back thinking about how loud Holly's music was. He thought he'd try and see if he could recognize what song it was. And by the sounds of it, it was probably some new age rock song. Kids nowadays had no idea what real music was. Nevertheless he closed his eyes and listen to see if he could even catch a word of what the singer was saying but suddenly the beat dropped, the music got even louder and he heard a very familiar voice.

Dirty Diana…Dirty Di-ana!

Michael shot upright in his seat and looked over at Holly who was still focused on the window. She was nodding her head slightly; unaware that Michael was watching her. He saw her mouth the words to the song and he smiled. So she does like Michael Jackson after all…

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When they hopped out of the car, Michael walked with them up to the house but made sure that he caught up with Holly.

'Hey Holly did you like the movie?'

'Yeah…' she said quietly again. 'The small part of it I got to see anyway…' she mumbled and Michael was shocked that she actually spoke more than two words.

'Yeah I know…sorry about that…' Michael said and this time it was Holly's turn to be shocked.

'How come you're sorry? You didn't do anything.' Michael was surprise to see that she had a hint of irritation in her eyes. He stayed silent and decided to let her continue. 'See this is what irritates me! You pretend like you like me but I really know that deep down you don't!'

'What? But Holly I-'

'And also, why are you being so nice to me? You know I acted like a spoilt little b*tch yesterday, you should be punishing me not taking me out to the movies and buying me popcorn and cola!'

'Holly-'

'Oh and another thing, why don't you ever act pissed off? I know if I were you I would have ordered for me to be sent home already!' Michael was taken aback by the way Holly was subconsciously telling him how he should be punishing her, did she even realize?

'Hol-'

'Why are you so nice!' Michael looked to the ground and she took it as her cue to calm down.

'Because Holly, it is much better to be nice to someone than to be horrible or controlling. I gave you the opportunity to make your own choices and unfortunately some of them were bad ones. And if you hadn't already noticed, taking you out today was your punishment, and I am happy to say that it worked much better than any of the other ones. Holly's eyes darted around as she really thought about what he was said-

Wait a second…

'But how is it a punishment?' she spat out.

'Well do you feel bad for what you did?'

'I feel awful…'

'And do you regret what you did?'

'Yes!'

'And will you do it again?'

'Definitely not!'

'Then it worked.' Michael said simply and Holly just stood there with her mouth open. He may have been irritating sometimes but he sure was a smart *ss… only he would think of being nice as a better punishment to being mean. Just like in monsters inc, when they find out that laughter works better than screams…

*-just felt I had to put that in the XD…but anyway-*

'Wow…' was all she said and Michael smiled.

'And now that you have completed your punishment you can go do what you want.' He said and then folded his arms nodding in the direction of the hall way, she still had her mouth open as she gawped at him. Just walk away Holly, just walk away… she did as her mind wished and stepped stiffly and slowly down the hall of his mansion but she soon paused half way along her journey.

'Look I…I know, you gave me that pizza slice…the other day…' Michael stood still not removing his expression. 'Uh…thanks… ' she said and then stiffly walked the rest of the way. Michael still smiled as he went up to find Liz Taylor who had insisted she stay behind today since she had spent all day with the kids yesterday. She was sprawled out on the sofa in her room watching TV.

'Hey Liz…' Michael said softly as he walked over and sat on her bed.

'Ooh! Michael you're back, how did it go?'

'It went great. I think that the kids might like me better now.'

'Oh that's wonderful Michael, I'm sure they do. You're too sweet of a person not to like.' Michael smiled. 'So did everything go smoothly?' Liz asked beaming at him.

'Well not entirely.'

'Not entirely?'

'No, we got caught.' There goes that Elizabeth Taylor trademark gasp again.

'You got caught? Nooo!' she was so enthusiastic about everything, just one of the reasons why Michael loved to talk to her.

'Yeah, we did. We had to run for our lives but they didn't really notice me cuz I was in disguise.'

'Phew!' Liz said.

'Oh and hey Liz did you tell Holly that I bought her food the other day?'

'Kind of…why?'

'She actually said thank you to me today.'

'Really?'

'Yeah. Oh and guess what?'

'What?'

'She was singing along to Dirty Diana.' Michael said.

'Wow! See I knew she secretly wore a sequined glove.' Liz smiled and Michael, who seemed completely immune to metaphoric terms, got wide eyes with surprise.

'Really? She wears one?' Liz's smile faltered slightly.

'No Michael, I meant a metaphoric glove, on the inside…it means she's a secret fan of yours…' Liz verified.

'Oh…' Michael looked straight ahead, still looking slightly confused until a couple seconds later when everything seemed to click in his head. 'Oooh! I get ya!' he said and then Liz shook her head.

'My goodness Michael, wake up!' she giggled playfully and he smiled slightly embarrassed.

'Yeah…Imma just go to my room now…' he said in his mild humiliation and then got up and left. 'See you later Liz…' he said before shyly closing the door behind him and walking back to his room. Geez I just realized, the kids leave tomorrow… he thought. And I'm still not sure whether I'm gonna miss them or not. Michael said to himself although he did feel deep inside that he would, no matter how much chaos they had caused in the small time frame that they had been here. Despite it all, the whole experience was weirdly kind of fun and unpredictable. Though he wasn't sure if the fact that it was unpredictable was a good thing. He sighed and entered his room. At least I feel like I have gotten some sort of message through, Michael reassured himself which was after all what this whole experience was about in the first place. He smiled as he smelled the faint smell of this morning's breakfast in bed. He chuckled and kicked the door shut behind him.

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Coming up…

The Final Day:

*'Oh my god, Mom!'

'Honey…honey? I can't…breathe!'

*'Aww Jake, bye bye buddy' he said giving Jacob more of a manly hug. Jacob sighed.

'Bye bye Mr. Jackson thanks for everything, you're awesome!'

*'We did it Michael.'

'Yeah…we did…'

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