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Platonic Benevolence	By : CrysMarie2oo5 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Michael Jackson Views: 4447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I don't know Michael Jackson, or any of the Jackson family or Will.I. Am from the Black Eyed Peas and make no money off this work.

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Chapter Nine ~ Celebrity

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Nadine stepped into the limo wearing black pants and a black hoodie sweater with skulls on it. I smirked.
“Ooh deathly…feeling emo-tastic today Nadine?” She looked at me and sneered.
“Shut it, I’ve had a day from hell today…”
“Oh I’m sorry…” Michael said, I shot him a look then winked.
“What happened, Robert and you had a fight?” I asked looking at her. She shot me another look as if saying “fuck off”. I burst out laughing.
“Come on Nadine! Cheer up! I’m just messing with you! Goodness! Get happy, were going out…” She looked at me and gave a laugh of amusement.
“Oi! All right…you always get me in a better mood. Damn you.” Nadine said, looking at me. She crossed her arms over her chest.
“Where are we going anyway?”
“Well to the mall of course,” Michael said leaning back in his seat. “I figured that I’d let you ladies do some shopping for some dresses…”
“Dresses? Oi, not me. You’ll never get me in a fucking dress…”
“Nadine!”
“No, no, let the girl speak Crys, I’d like to hear why she has such a distain for dressing up.” Michael said, interrupting me. I wetted my lips and leaned back against the seat, allowing Michael to take control of the conversation. “So tell me Nadine, why do you hate dressing up in a dress?”
“Because I hate how a dress feels on you. Besides, the only way you would get me into a dress is if it were a gothic dress…with the corset and all.” Nadine stated, switching glances between Michael and I. Michael rubbed his chin as if thinking.
“I don’t believe that there is a place here in Dublin that sells those types of dresses…”
“Yes there is…actually, I have a catalogue in my purse…” Nadine said grabbing her huge sling purse and grabbing a magazine out of it. She flipped through it and found what page she wanted then showed it to us. The dress was beautiful, nothing at all of what I was expecting it to be. Michael nodded in approval.
“That dress would look fabulous on you, of course you wouldn’t be in gothic make-up I would hope.”
“No, if I were to wear this dress I wouldn’t really need a whole lot of make-up.” Nadine said looking at Michael. Michael smiled and rolled the privacy window down.
“Driver, I’d like you to take us to…” Michael then took Nadine’s magazine and looked at where the address was. “Broadway and 28th” Nadine’s eyes widened in shock.
“Oi! Oi! You mean you’re going to take me there? I don’t have nearly enough money…” Michael reached over and put as hand on hers.
“Let me take care of it. You’re a friend of mine, remember?” All Nadine could do was nod. “Now how long will you need to pick out your dress and accessories?”
“Um…” Nadine looked though her catalogue and then at her cell phone. “45 minutes to an hour…why?”
“Well I was thinking that you could pick out your stuff then we’d meet you back here in an hour…”
“Hell no, you guys are not going to ditch me, this is Crystal’s last day here and I would like to spend it with her too.” Nadine said, crossing her arms over her chest, acting defiant. I looked at Michael. Michael gave a chuckle of amusement.
“Just an idea, okay…well let me make a few calls.” Michael then took out his cell phone and dialed a few numbers. Meanwhile I took Nadine’s magazine and opened it. It was an evening wear catalogue, selling all the finest styles of dresses and tuxes available in Ireland.
“You know…maybe we should all go to this store after all, I see a lot of things that I like.” I said flipping to the men’s section and showing Michael the tuxes he could wear. Michael nodded.
“Yeah, I’d like to reserve a private booth please….yes…there are three of us…make the reservation under Jackson…mmmm…yes…okay…buh-bye.” Michael said, closing his phone shut.
“What was that about a private booth?”
“We are all eating at a five-star restaurant. Hence why I wanted us to wear evening wear. This is a very up-scale restaurant. One of the best in Ireland. Please be on your best behavior…”
“Whoa wait…five star…as in silver platters, five forks and spoons and real crystal champagne glasses?” I asked, feeling shocked, then suddenly scared when Michael nodded. Nadine started to panic too.
“Whoa whoa whoa…you can’t just thrust two lower classed girls into five star restaurant and expect the night to go well…I don’t know how to act or what to do…neither does Nadine!” I said looking at Michael, but Michael didn’t listen to me, he was dialing another phone number. I took a deep breath and looked at Nadine. Nadine looked petrified.
“Yes hi, Miguel, this is Michael…yes…why thank you…hey can you do me a huge favor…yes, I have these two ladies who need a lesson in fine dining etiquette…when? The meal is at seven…you want us there at five? Okay awesome, you’re great man. All right, see you at five. Bye.” Nadine looked at me, the color was draining from her face as she mouthed.
‘What have you done!’ I shrugged and mouthed back ‘I don’t know!”
Michael then called 411 and asked for the largest mall’s phone number. He proceeded to dial it.
“Hello? Ah yes hello Don, this is Michael Jackson, yes that Michael Jackson, ah, thank you that is so kind of you…yes, well, I was calling to tell you that I would like the whole mall closed down today. Yes today…yes that means no people, no paparazzi, nobody except for your staff running the stores…when will you expect me? Um…” Michael looked at his watch. “About one…yes one this afternoon and we’ll be there til’ four. Yes. You can? That’s great…what the address of your complex? Century and 14th…okay thanks…I will…you too…bye…” Michael then closed the phone. He looked at us, both of our jaws were left hanging open. Michael looked at the both of us.
“What?”
“You’re closing down the mall just for the three of us to go shopping?” Nadine asked, a shocked expression upon her face.
“Of course, I don’t want to expose you to the paparazzi. I have enough on my plate as it is without rumors of me floating around in the tabloids…”
“Rumors of what? For all that they know were just fans that won a contest…”
“Vicious rumors Nadine, rumors that I like young girls like you. Or rumors that you and I did stuff together then law suits could be filed…the media is very vindictive and very mean.”
“They wouldn’t say that about me would they? They don’t know me…”
“But they could find out who you are very easily, they can find out where you live and the next thing you know you have paparazzi following you to school and everything…I don’t want that to happen to you, or to Crystal. Being famous has its perks, but it also has its definite drawbacks…” Nadine nodded, thinking seriously about Michael’s words. “I don’t wish my life upon anyone. I worked so hard to get to where I am, only to be imprisoned by the very fame that I strived for. There isn’t a day that I wish that I was just an ordinary person. You guys let me feel that for once…”
“Is that what attracted you to Crystal?”
“Nadine…” I interjected.
“No Crys, it’s a fair question…and yes, the fact that she treated me like an ordinary person is what attracted me to her. That and her willingness to persevere through the toughest of times.” Michael said taking my hand in his and looking into my eyes.
“Wow…all I have to say Crystal, is you deserve him, fuck Jason…” Michael could help but burst out laughing. I bit my lip. “Seriously, all Jason has done is hurt you time after time, I’m only 15, but if Robert cheated on me I’d be done with him…engaged or not. I wouldn’t put up with it and neither should you!”
“I know but Jason never used to be like this…I feel like its…”
“Were here Mr. Jackson.” the chauffeur said pulling up to the sidewalk. Once we parked the chauffeur got out of the car and opened the door. Nadine got out first, I was next, Michael was last. Michael grabbed my jacket and handed it to me when he was out of the limo. I immediately put it on feeling somewhat warmer and protected from the chilling wind that blew. We quickly walked into the store, avoiding eye contact with anyone we passed by on our way into the store. Once inside, Michael split up from us and headed over to the men’s section after agreeing to meet at the entrance in two hours. Nadine and I headed over to the women’s section, where we were met by a very stern looking elderly lady. She looked at the both of us down the bridge of her nose, she pursed her lips together.
“Can I help you?” The lady asked in a sarcastic tone. I drew in a deep breath.
“Yes, I was wondering if we could look at some of your dresses?”
“Our dresses are too expensive for the likes of you…perhaps you’d be better shopping at the mission…” The lady said smirking at us evilly. I glared at her. Oh no she didn’t go there. Two can play this game.
“I don’t know if you heard me…perhaps I should raise my voice so you can hear me cause obviously your hearing aid isn’t working…I said, I would like to look at your dresses.” It was her turn to glare at me.
“And you must be stupid, I said…go to the mission, we don’t serve your kind here…” My kind? Ooh she’ll regret that. I dug in my purse and grabbed a huge wad of euros and slammed it on the counter, causing the woman to jump up, also drawing the attention of everyone in the store. If a fight is what this woman wanted I wasn’t about to back down. She looked at the cash disgustingly.
“You’re cash is no good…leave, before I call the--”
“The police? Why? We’re not doing anything wrong…if anybody's doing wrong its you, Miss.” Nadine said, looking at the woman in disbelief. The woman picked up the phone and began dialing the police. I took out my Swiss army knife and opened the blade and showed it to the woman. I took a step toward the counter and she took a step back. I was taking a huge risk but I didn’t care if I went to jail. This woman was pissing me off.
“You know, I am a Native American, and in my tribe, we scalp bitches like you. Go ahead and call the police, you'll be dead before they get here anyway…so what will it be?” The lady looked at the two of us her mouth agape and phone in hand.
*Twenty Minutes Later*
“I can’t believe that worked Crystal! You are crazy! What made you come up with that anyway? Is any of it true?” Nadine said, as I was in the dressing room trying on a black halter-type dress that showed a lot of skin. I laughed.
“Some of it was…” I said.
“Which part?” She asked.
“The scalping part.” I said, laughing again before stepping out of the dressing room. To my surprise Michael was standing there. His eyes drank in every inch of my body, while Nadine looked me over. I stepped over to the mirrors and stepped up on a podium where another woman tugged the dress around my neck, bust, waist, hips, and looked at the trim line of the dress.
“This might be the dress for you miss. It fits everywhere perfectly, all we have to do is bring the bottom trim line up an inch or two…”
“Actually can you make it so that I can use it as a dining and clubbing dress?” I asked looking at the lady. She was pretty with red hair and green eyes.
“No miss, but we do have more of these dresses in the back. We could use one to make a clubbing dress for you…I assume that you would like to cut a majority of dress off?” The lady asked looking at me. I nodded.
“Okay…” The lady then hike the bottom of the dress up above my knee. “How far above your knee would you like it?”
“Let’s try 4 inches.” I said looking at the woman who folded the trim of the dress inwards a couple of times.
“Ooh la la…” Michael said looking at me through the mirror. I smiled at Michael then I looked into the mirror and found it was too low still.
“Okay, maybe another inch.” The lady obey, folding the fabric once more upward. I nodded.
“That’s perfect. Thank you.” I said, as the lady began to pin the dress around at that length.
“That dress is perfect on you…I’m jealous now.” Nadine said, causing me to laugh a little. I looked at her.
“Nadine you’re dress is very pretty on you…”
“But I’m pale and black washes me out, but black on you, you look like a…”
“Native beauty…” Michael finished, licking his lips.
“You guys…”
“Miss, can you stand still please?” The lady said.
“Oh I’m sorry.”
“No problem miss…now if you’ll just step into the dressing room, I’ll take your dress to get it fitted and get another one made into a evening dress.” The lady said, allowing me to walk away to the dressing room. I dressed back into my sweats and t-shirt and looked at Nadine.
“Do you not like your dress?”
“Well I do, but it didn’t look as good as I thought it would…”
“Can I pick you out a dress? So that you’ll be as stunning if not more stunning then me. Will you let me?” I asked looking at her. She nodded. I led her to where I saw a dress that might make Nadine pop in a room. I showed it to her. It was a royal blue halter dress where in the center of the dress was a rhinestone buckle. The dress ended a little above the knee. Nadine wrinkled her nose at the dress.
“That’s a prep’s dress.” She said. I took it off the shelf and looked at her.
“Don’t knock it until you try it.” I said handing the dress to her. “Besides, you might even like it once you see it with the items I’ll pick up for it.” I said looking at her. She shrugged and walked into the dressing room to change. Meanwhile, I picked up a black shoulder wrap, a rhinestone necklace, and earrings, black elbow length gloves and a black clutch that matched her dress’s pattern. I handed the items underneath the dressing room door. Minutes later Nadine came out looking completely stunning and a little bit older. Michael’s jaw dropped then he looked at me. I looked at her and pointed at the mirror.
“Have a look.” I said. She slowly made her way to the mirror. Her jaw dropped when she saw herself.
“Oi!!! I look like I’m your age Crystal! My God! I can’t believe it…” She turned around and smiled. “I like it…wait…I love it. Who would’ve thought!” Nadine stammered. She spun around once.
“I must admit, you look absolutely breathtaking in that dress. Guys won’t stand a chance with you in the room.” Michael said looking over her. She jumped up and down then went back into the dressing room to change. I smiled and looked at Michael.
“Like I said, what can you NOT do..” Michael trailed off, pulling me into hug and kissing the top of my head.
“And like I said before, a lot.” I said wrapping my arms around him, inhaling his sweet scent. Michael gave me a light squeeze before letting go.
“Nah, I don’t believe that…” Michael said as he leaned down and placed a soft kiss upon my lips. The lady who I threatened walked by and gave us a discriminating look.
“So what is this that I heard about you threatening that lady with a Swiss army knife? Don’t tell me you actually did that?”
“Yes, yes she did! But you should’ve heard what that lady said about us Michael?!?! She called us poor and said we needed to shop at the mission and blah blah blah…she was even going to call the police on us! If Crystal didn’t do what she did, we’d be sitting in a patrol car right now.” Nadine said, coming out of the dressing room with her dress and accessories.
“Are you serious? Why didn’t you come get me, I would’ve handled it. You didn’t have to resort to threatening bodily harm…although its is pretty funny that you chose to scalp her…” Michael said as he busted out laughing. I shrugged.
“Are you making fun of my heritage? My ancestors used to scalp women the likes of her…” I said looking at Michael. Michael quit laughing.
“No, I’m just impressed that you worked up the nerve to threaten the prude. That’s all.” Michael said his eyes meeting mine. “Anyways, moving on, did you get all your accessories for your dress yet?”
“Nadine’s has hers, I still have to get mine. I don’t think I want to get any jewelry here. I think I’m set…what about you? Did you get everything squared away with your tux?”
“Yeah, They’re adjusting the slacks two inches and the sleeves an inch. I think you’ll be impressed with what I picked out. Although I will need to pick out a tie…”
“I want to help…” I said, jumping up and down like an anxious child.
“I’ll meet you guys in the lobby area in the middle of the store.” Nadine said, walking away from us. Michael grabbed my hand and led me over to where the ties were. We looked through the collection of ties.
“Hey hon, what color is your tux…”
“Black of course…” Michael said, thumbing through the rack of ties.
“I figured that much,” I said poking his side. “I meant your undershirt…”
“That’s black too…” Michael said, his eyes meeting mine. I bit my lip again, thumbing through the tie rack. I found a tie that was the identical color as Nadine’s dress. I pulled it out and looked at him.
“What about this one, you and Nadine could coordinate and you and I would coordinate because we are both wearing black…”
“Are you sure you want Nadine and I to coordinate, I mean the press they’re…” My lips met his before he had a chance to finish. I slowly pulled away and smiled.
“fuck the press Michael, its my last night here…you’re not going to let what could possible be bad publicity get in the way, are you?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. Michael shook his head.
“Nah, you’re right…” Michael said, pulling me into a fiery kiss that took my breath away.

“Perfect.” Said a woman who unbeknownst to us, snapped a shot of Michael Jackson and a unidentified female, on her camera phone. “The money shot. Thank you again Michael, you are about to make me a very rich woman indeed.” the woman mumbled as she got up and paid for a necklace and hurriedly left the store.
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