The Lady In My Life, A Michael Jackson Fan Fiction Love Story.

Chapter 2

*Candace’s POV*

The flight attendant says we have less than 5 minutes for landing. I hope Michael remembered that today’s the day he was supposed to meet me here. I walked out of the plane and entered the airport. I walked around for a while, looking VERY closely for Michael. He could be ANYONE. His disguises were very good sometimes. I then saw a tall man, dressed in a fine, all-black suit, holding a sign labeled “CANDACE-MARIE” in big black capital letters. He must’ve been a bodyguard of Michael’s, cause he was HUGE! I walked up to him, looked at the sign, then smiled at him, saying, “Looks like that’s me!” He then pulled a picture out of his jacket interior, and compared faces.
“Yep. Found ya!” He joked. He took my bags and led me to a limo just outside LAX. I got in, and asked him where we’re going. He said nothing. When we stopped, we were outside a salon/boutique. He opened my door, and told me to go inside. I was puzzled.

I was greeted by two lovely women. They started to throw tape measures, and all kinds of fabrics at me. they measured my body. Then, four more ladies came rushing at me, taking me away. They took me to a mirror where they started to do my make-up and hair. They put a naked color onto my lips to highlight my tone more. They glossed them for shine, and buffed them for fullness. “Wow. This is the full treatment”, I thought. The ladies then gave me a smoky, but natural eye. They even shaped up my eyebrows! I looked into the mirror and my face was flawless. It looked like I was airbrushed. Those women had some true talent.

Then, two more ladies came to join the other four, and started studying my hair. They must’ve liked it, judging by their continuous “oooohs” and “aaaahs”. They sprayed something in my hair, and started to curl it. Big, black, luscious, full, deep curls was what they gave me, and I was completely in love. It was amazing. I got up and thanked them, I don’t know what for, but I did. I was still VERY confused.

Just as I was about to leave, one of the ladies pulled me over to a dressing room. I asked all the other ladies why were they doing this, but they just looked at me and laughed at me. Then, the lady came back out with the most beautiful dress I have ever seen.it was a red, knee-high dress that had an open back, a tight chest, and a full flowing bottom. It was a halter top, so it REALLY emphasized my boobs. It was PURE SILK. It must be worth a FORTUNE! She pushed it toward me, and I went in the fitting room to go try it on. I looked into the full length mirror, and saw a beautiful woman standing in my reflection. I put on the shoes that were sitting there, 4-inch pumps. She then handed me a diamond necklace, a charm bracelet, and diamond studs. I walked out that boutique feeling like a million bucks.

*Michael’s POV*

I was so busy getting everything set up and ready, I forgot to clean myself up! I hurriedly hopped into the shower, washed up and washed my hair. I got out and wrapped a towel around my waist, walking to my closet. I ended up choosing black pants, a red button-up, with my black band on the arm, a white tee-shirt under, and my usual black loafers. I went up to my mirror, and started to play in my hair. I teased it to perfection, and put it inside a loose, messy ponytail, with excess strands hanging down my face. I know how much she loves it when there are hairs hanging in my face, so I had to tease her a bit.

I grabbed the bowl of red and white rose petals, and started to lay them around the room and bed. Then, I grabbed the bowl of Hershey’s Kisses, and threw them out on the bed, for a sweet touch. I started to light the candles to scent the room a bit, when I heard Frank ring the doorbell. I hurriedly finished lighting the candles and ran downstairs to open the door.

*Candace’s POV*

The limo pulled up to the Neverland gates and I immediately knew what all of this was for.

“That little sneak Michael...” I thought to myself.

We stopped, and the big tall man started to explain.