*5 day later*

(Jennifer's POV)

" honey you got mail!" my mom yelled up to me.

" okay, I will be down in a minute!" I wondered who sent me mail, no one EVER sends me mail. I ran down the steps almost tripping myself.

" its on the table" my mom said. I nodded, and ran into the dining room. there was a big box on the table. it read from Neverland ranch on it, I had to think on the name until I remembered, Neverland, Michael Jacksons Neverland!

I go to pick up the box "Wow, big box!" I say to myself, as I carried the box up to my room. When I got in I plopped it on my bed, and before I opened it I decided to examine the box a little first.

- it's from Neverland ranch

- it's brown ( pretty obvious)

- my letter is on the top side with another note...

I decided to look at the note. I open it up and started to read...

Dear Jennifer,

thank you for sending me that lovely letter you wrote, it was very nice! Hey! i didnt notice you live right next door to my house where we lived in gary! well, i wanted to make you happy and get you your front row seats, well there are'nt seats but spot i should say. heehee! then you got me thinking i made a V.I.P spot for you with a chair too! and i hope to meet you there too. here are some tickets for a secret spot to meet me, just give it to a person with a shirt just like the one i sent you in the bag. thank you so dearly much lovely girl, dont forget to look in the bag i sent!

love, MIchael

OMJ!!!! Michael Jackson really wrote me back! I thought he never would because of how busy he usually is. I couldn't help but smile, I almost laugh because it felt so much like a dream. I look over at the still not opened box that was waiting silently over on the end of my bed, still holding the note. I slowly reach for it then I hear a big bang...

(Michaels pov)

Another busy day at the studio, I wonder while looking through song sheets. I'm working on my latest album, "bad". I'm trying to find some good songs to record for it.

Just as I find a song in the huge pike of song lyrics, frank comes in. He is my manager, you probably heard of him, he has worked with me for awhile. " hey mike, how's the song picking going?" He asks me.

" good, just found one that I think should be good to try and record" I say.

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Later on that day I went back in the house for some lunch. ( i have a private studio I sometimes work in.) I decided to make a wrap for myself, because I don't like when other people do things for me that I can do, I like to have as normal as possible life while I'm at home.

After I ate my wrap, I wanted it have a rest. So I went upstairs to my room and laid down on my bed and and said aloud to myself, " maybe I should get a shower? " so I got up and walked over to the bathroom. I undressed myself and started the shower. I hopped in and felt so relaxed and peaceful I flung my head back and moaned. ' that's exactly what I needed' I thought to myself.

I got out of the shower and went into the closet to change. After I changed I went to my bed and laid down softly. I sighed and went to sleep. I woke up a while later and looked at my clock. It said 4:48, " oh no, I'm having people over for dinner!" I ran down the stairs into the kitchen. I opened the fridge and looked inside. "Nothing! Nothing to eat! Well that's just great!" I say to myself annoyed. I quickly grabbed the phone and called James. ( my bodyguard )

" hello" I heard someone on the other line, it was James.

" hey James, it's Michael, and I was wondering if you could go pick up a salad and some chicken for me please, I got nothing left."

" okay, sure Michael, anything for you. But why a big chicken?"

" I'm having some family and friends come over for dinner, and they are coming over at around 6, so can you hurry. Thanks talk to you soon, bye"

" bye Michael"