It all started in 1987, when supermodel; Tatiana Thumbtzen is casted in Michael Jackson's music video, The Way You Make Me Feel. Is it really true to see your love at first sight?
As fame builds up for Tatiana leading into her having a singing car...
I wouldn't lie though...I had a weird feeling about doing this. Just because I was performing next to someone whom Michael had beef with. It just felt a little....awkward.
But at the same time-- you just don't turn down Prince. Why?
He's fucking Prince.
I suddenly get a nervous feeling in my stomach. It was like when I met Michael--only with Michael it was definitely a million times worse.
I walk to the red, back door knocking on it twice. As soon as I do, the door swings open with me coming face to chest with someone. I slowly look up meeting the eyes of a huge, tattooed bearded man. It was like looking at Santa Claus's rebellious twin who decided to join the Harley Davidson crew.
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He had a leather vest, torn jeans and had to be at least 7'1 in height. "Tatiana?" he says in a deep voice as I nod quietly. "Right this way.." he moves aside letting me in closing the doors behind him.
We walk down the hallway as he speaks up. "I'm Prince's security-- Charles, but they call me Big Chick." he extends his hand shaking mine, I couldn't help but notice his swallowed mine up.
"It's nice too meet you." I smile as he walks me down the hall.
"I've heard your music. The kid has been talking about you nonstop."
I couldn't help but blush.
Prince talks about me. Imagine that.
Chick stops at a dressing room door knocking twice before walking in. I stand behind him, nervously biting my lip
"She's here--" I hear Chick say stepping aside. I look up as a slender figure turns around.
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There standing before me is the one and only prince. He is wearing black shiny leggings with big white buttons going down the side, along with a black crop top. His jet black hair cut short in curls. His deep brown Bambi eyes stared at me framed with long lashes and perfect eyebrows.
It suddenly hit my why Michael and Prince couldn't be in the same room together. The girls in the world could barely handle one in a room, not two at the same time.
