"Wake up, Dani. Come on, wake up." I heard someone say. I slowly opened my eyes. "Look, she's waking up. Sorry, sweetheart, I didn't mean to do that. Are you ok ?" Michael asked. "Uhh...yea. I'm just shocked. I usually don't that. I'm sorry." "You don't need to apologize. So, is that a yes ?" he asked with puppy eyes. "Of course I will, Michael." I gave him a hug and a kiss. Everybody started cheering. "You guys have to start planning the wedding. Can I be one of the bride's maid ?" "Of course, Janet." I said. For the rest of the evening, we talked about what kind of wedding we wanted.

A few days later, I was supposed to meet Michael, after school, at his house and go over the wedding plans. I pulled in his driveway and noticed a new car parked. Well, I just thought it was another one of his cars. I knock on the door and Michael opened the door. "Hey baby, how are you ?" Michael said, pulling me in for a hug. I couldn't help, but to notice what he was wearing. He had a white button down shirt with the first few bottons undone. That wasn't what really brothered me. It was his pants. They brought some attention to his crotch and butt. "Uhhh....I'm fine. Did you get a new car ?" "Oh no. Come in. Dani, this is Mrs. Downs, the wedding planner." "Oh, hello." I said, shaking her hand. "Hello. I'm very excited to plan Mr. Jackson's wedding. I grew up listening to you and your brothers. Shall we get started ?" We sat in the living room. Mrs. Downs sat in a love seat while Michael and I sat across from her. "So what theme have you thought of for your wedding ?" "I'm not quite sure. I just know I want it be the biggest wedding to ever exist." Michael said. I looked at him. "What ?" "It doesn't have to be the biggest. Just something nice." I said. "I just want it to be bigger than Jermaine's. I don't know if you heard about my brother, Jermaine, and his wife, Hazel. They had an amazing wedding. I want ours to be like that, if not better." "Ok. Is there a favorite vaction spot you two like ?" "I enjoyed the Bahamas. It was very beautiful there. I wouldn't mind the wedding being that theme." "Yea. It would be nice. We could do it at a resort at the beachfront." "Yea." "Ok. How many people will be there ?" "Umm....I don't know yet. We'll come up with the list." "Is there anything else ?" "Umm....yea. Can we only have a few cameras ? I don't want the media to know much about this." "Can do. Is that it ?" "Yea. As for right now." "Ok. I'll get back to you when I have something for you." Mrs. Downs, said packing up her stuff. "Ok. You know how to contact us ?" I said walking her to the door. "Oh yea. It was nice meeting you." "Yea you too. See ya soon." "Ok. Bye." I closed the door behind her. I went back into the living room. Michael was still on the couch. "I think this will be a great wedding. I gotta ask you something. What's up with your pants ? Your crotch looks like its about to pop out." I said. "After what we did the other night, I thought you would like it. So...did you bring your camera ? The one I bought you ?" "No." "I need the album cover soon. I think the sooner we do the photo shoot, the sooner we can put that camera to some real use." "How about next weekend ?" "That's fine. I'll call Quincy to set it up."