~Bills POV~
It's time to wake Mr Jackson up he has to get ready for his court appearance I knock on his door and he knocks back on the wall letting me know he's awake. He likes to leave the house before his kids get up, they want to follow him wherever he goes and don't understand that they can't come with him to court. Ever since that Martin Bashir guy has interviewed Michael there has been more controversy than usual i told Michael that if he addressed anything about children that there would be backlash.
"Bill" I hear Paris yelling from the kitchen "I need help making cereal" "where's the chef"
I ask "She's not here yet it's only 6am" I realize that it's almost 7 and Michael has to be there by 8 and it takes a half and hour for him to get ready, he hates not looking "proper" in front of his fans I go back upstairs to remind him that we're going to be late before I sit down and turn on cartoons for Paris. "Okay bill I'm ready" I turn my head to see Michael walking down the stairs wearing all white. "Where are you going daddy?" I hear blanket coming down stairs right after Michael while rubbing his eyes
"Blanket,Paris I have to go to "grown up" class"
He didn't want to explain to them what he was going to court for."well..okay daddy but we have to play trains after you get back" "ok..ok we'll play trains, now I have to go but I'll be back in a few hours ok" "ok..bye bye daddy" I hold the door open as he hugs Paris and blanket goodbye. He gets into the limousine and I get into the passenger seat in the front I see him in the mirror watching the Neverland gates open and he looks as if he's ready to cry
