I gotta tell Emma what I'm gonna be doing, but right now, I'm with Daniel. What should I do right now?

"So.. uh.."

I try to start a conversation, but I can't think of anything to say.

Daniel chuckles a little. His laugh is so creepy..

"Call Emma now," Daniel tells me.

Should I call her now and warn her later? Or warn her now and call her later?

"Can I not do it later?" I ask. Daniel shakes his head.

"Chickening out, are we?" he asks. I shake my head.

"Of course not! What makes you think that?" I ask, taking my phone from my pocket.

My phone buzzes. It's a text from Michael!

"Who texted?" Daniel asks.

What do I say, what do I say?

"Just Emma. I might as well not answer it now, I'm about to ring her," I say.

I quickly open the message to see what Michael wants.

"Hey baby, I'm gonna call you in a moment, so that you recieve the 'Michael's death' news. I'll use this phone. My name'll come up on your phone. Don't answer, I'll leave a voice message, pretending to be a doctor or nurse, telling you I'm gone. That way, if Daniel doesn't believe me, you can play the message. I can disguise my voice, don't worry. Hope all is ok with Daniel and The Jax, call me later, love you trillions my Princess xxxxxxx"

Aww, he sure knows how to make me smile.

Daniel tries to read my phone. I pull my phone towards me so he can't see what I'm looking at.

"Hey!" I cry.

He leans his head backward, away from me.

"Hiding something?" he asks.

I shield my phone as I dial Emma's number.

"No, I'm dialling Emma's number," I say, holding the phone to my ear.

The ringtone goes off in the other side of the line a couple times, before I hear Emma.

"Cozzy?" she says.

"Emma, look, I got a few things I wanna tell you. Meet me at the park tomorrow, ok?" I say.

"Sure, how's Michael?" she asks.
'Uh, Michael? Uh.. We kinda broke up," I lie.

I hear Emma gasp on the other side of the line.

"You broke up?" she asks.

I twirl a lock of my blonde hair round my finger and sigh.

"Yeah, he isn't Bad enough," I say.

"I'm sorry," she says.

"That's ok. I'll see you tomorrow, ok?" I ask.

"Sure, Cozzy. I look forward to it," she says.

"Talk later," I say.

"Later, girlfriend," she giggles.

I hang up the phone and look over at Daniel. He has a grin on his face.

"Whatchu smiling at?" I ask.

Daniel's grin turns into a casual smirk.

"Nothin'. I just can't wait for you to prove your Badness," he says. I sigh.

"Yeah, well, you're gonna have to wait a night," I say.

Daniel takes a moment to think.

"Do it tonight," he says. I shake my head.

"No," I say firmly. Daniel walks closer to me.

"Do it tonight," he repeats.

I can't! I have to warn Emma about all this first! Ahhh..

"No, look, Daniel, I said I'll do it, and it'll be done tomorrow, that's final," I put my foot down. Daniel chuckles.

"You're getting Bad!" he says.

Ok, I'll go with that. I was only doing it for my own safety.

"I'm not getting Bad, I already am Bad," I say.

Daniel rolls his eyes and smirks. My phone buzzes.

A phonecall from Michael.

"Don't dare answer it."

Daniel has spotted the caller ID, damn.

I hide the phone away.

"I won't," I say.

I let the phone go to voicemail and wait a few moments. My phone buzzes again, and I take a look.

"New voicemail," I say. Daniel scoffs.

"You've been apart 2 hours and he's already wanting you back," he laughs.

Ah, Daniel, if only you knew.

"I might as well hear what he has to say," I sigh.

Here goes nothing.

I click the new voicemail and put my phone to my ear.

"Hello, Miss Costello?"

It's Michael, putting on a female Polish accent. I try to control my laughter, this is hilarious.

"This is doctor Gleikshtein here, calling you to tell you about Michael Jackson. You were the first contact to appear on his speed dial, so I called this number. Err.. I don't know how this effects you, but Mr. Jackson passed away about half an hour ago. If this effects you, I am so sorry for your loss. You can come in any time to say goodbyes if you would like. I'm so sorry for your loss," Michael says as the nurse.

I'm trying not to laugh at his accent, it's rather iffy. But, you wouldn't be able to tell it was Michael if you didn't know.

Now, I have to act.

I think to myself, Michael really has gone, Michael really has gone.

My eyes start to fill with tears at the thought. Daniel looks at me.

"What did he say?" he asks.

I try to hold back the tears, to try and make it look like I'm not as bothered as I would be in real life.

"That was one of the doctors at the hospital. Michael's passed away.." I say.

Those words are hard to say, even if they aren't true.

Daniel comes closer to me.

"How are you feeling?" he asks.

What do I say now?

"I don't know how to feel. I hated him, so much, but.. I kinda feel like I've lost someone close," I say.

Daniel looks at my phone again.

"Can I hear the message?" he asks. I nod.

"Sure," I say, wiping one of the tears from my eyes.

I click the message again and put it on speakerphone.

"Hello, Miss Costello? This is doctor Gleikshtein here, calling you to tell you about Michael Jackson. You were the first contact to appear on his speed dial, so I called this number. Err.. I don't know how this effects you, but Mr. Jackson passed away about half an hour ago. If this effects you, I am so sorry for your loss. You can come in any time to say goodbyes if you would like. I'm so sorry for your loss."

Daniel looks at me, shocked.

"God, was that you earlier? Y'know, when you attacked him?" he asks.

"It must have been," I say dejectedly.

I really should have been an actor.

Daniel isn't sure what to do, he squirms a little before finally deciding to wrap his arms around me. Huh?

"I'm sorry," he says. I sigh.

"He deserved it," I say, trying to act half sad, half relieved. Daniel looks at me.

"At least the only people you have in your life now will be Bad," he says. I nod.

"Yeah, that's true. I just.. I can't help but feel kinda Bad for being part of the reason he died," I say.

Daniel looks into my eyes, but I look away. His eyes just don't do it for me. They're too shallow.

"Well, the number one Jax rule, always and forever, has been 'Always feel good for doing Bad,' so, you're fine. It shows you're a Jax member. You're gonna do good in The Jax, you're gonna go far," he says.

Yeah, Daniel, I'm gonna be real Bad.

I already have been more Bad than you could ever dream.