My Micheal Jackson

Chapter 5-car ride-

Ciara's POV

I cannot believe where I am going. I am going to a hotel with the one and only Micheal Jackson! This is exciting. As we were in the car we were chatting. ''So can you sing for me?'' he asked staring at me. ''I blushed. ''Why?'' I asked. ''You can dance so gracefully so, I thought maybe you could sing too'' he said smiling. I breathed in and out and began to sing Ooh La La La by Teena Marie. I had perfect pitch and hit the high notes perfectly like Whitney Houston. My voice sounded rich like silk and Micheal was rocking his head back and forth. When I finished everyone in the car clapped. The bodygaurds, Micheal, and the chauffer Greg. ''Amazing. Wow, I never heard anyone sing like that'' Micheal said smiling. ''You are really amazing!'' the chauffer Gary commented. I smiled. ''Thanks guys'' I said. ''Let's play the question game'' Micheal said. ''Really?''. ''Come on Cc'' he pleaded. I nodded. (Micheal: Fav song, Me: Um, Square Biz, Micheal: Fav Color, Me: Green, Micheal: Fav Book, Me:Little House On the Praire series, Micheal: Fav Micheal Jackson song, Me: P.Y.T, Micheal: Fav Flower, Me: Roses, Micheal: Fav Movie, Me: La Bamba). ''You are a very intresting'' he said smiling. ''I know, but no need to tell me about you. From my besties I know everything about you'' I saiwd. ''You sound like a stalker'' he said moving away from me. ''I'm not. I have just heard people say it constantly so, I kinda memorized'' I said alittle afraid I really upset that I might've upset him. He quickly saw I was upset and gave me a hug. He was pretty strong. In his arms I felt like everything will be fine. ''I'm sorry Ciara. I was joking'' he said as he pulled away. I smiled. ''It's okay, but never do that again'' I said pushing him playfully. ''Ok so are we almost there, Greg?'' he asked him. ''Yup'' he said. Then Michael turned on Ooh La La La. ''Your just doing that to tease me'' I said. ''Yeah I kinda am'' he said smiling. I shook my hand and laughed. ''Your really something else'' I said. ''No, I'm something special'' he said smirking. I laughed. ''That you are too'' I said. ''Anyway why did you sing Teena?'' Michael asked. ''Why? Were you hoping I would sing you?'' I asked. He blushed. ''Yeah, kinda did'' he said. ''Aw, poor Mike. How about this'' I said as I began to sing Wanna Be Startin Somethin. When he realized what I was singing he turned on the music and we both sung along. He was watching me the whole time and I was watching him smiling. When the song ended he smiled. ''You really can sing, but why do you dance? Your voice is pure beauty'' he asked. ''I never really thought I was good Mike and dancing is my life. Something I know I am good at'' I said. ''Well you are missing out on alot because your not good. Your perfect....almost better than me'' he said. ''Really?'' I asked. ''Almost I said'' he answered smiling. ''Yeah Yeah Yeah, I heard ya short stop'' I said chuckling. ''Do wanna know what my favorite love song is?'' he asked. ''Uh very random, but sure'' I said kinda suprised. ''I Could Fall In Love With You by Elvis Presley'' he said confindently. ''Really? Why?'' I asked. ''It's just catchy and tells a story about people who try not to fall in love, but do'' he said. God, this man is amazing. ''I love the song too. It's catchy'' I said smirking. Then we pulled up to the hotel and Michael(the gentleman he is) opened the door for me and I got out. ''Thanks Mike'' I said. ''No prob. That's how my mama raised me'' he said as we walked with the bodyguards following closely behind us. He's amazing....