Saturday (The ngày of the Party)



It's tonight. The party. I can't believe it's tonight. I'll be alright. Michael will be like how he was at Debs with his sister. Sweet, loving, cute, adorable with those beautiful brown eyes. I was trying to make my tim, trái tim beat normally while I was pulling up in front of Quincy's house. "Thanks, Ethan. I'll call bạn when I'm ready to be picked up." I đã đưa ý kiến to my limo driver right before I got out of the limo. As he drove away, another limo pulled up right where mine was. I didn't want to be in the person's way so I started to head to the door. I looked back to see who it was. It was just my good friend, Alice.



"This is a pretty fun party, isn't it Taylor?" Alice asked me. My mind wasn't really with me because I was looking for Michael. "Yeah, it's awesome." While we were in the little group of people dancing, I saw a man walk in that I knew. I stopped dancing because I wanted to see Michael's face clearly. I left the group to see if he would notice me. He didn't. Michael went over to Quincy and they gave each other brotherly hugs. Seeing Michael so happy and have a smile on his face made me smile too. I wanted to walk up to him but I wanted him to come to me more.


As I started to head to the phòng bếp, nhà bếp to get some thêm to drink, I saw that Michael's eyes look in my direction. When I turned and Michael was out of my sight, I heard him say,"Yeah. xin chào Quincy, I'll be right back. I'm going to head to the kitchen." My tim, trái tim was pounding so hard, it hurt. After I had gotten a bottle of water out of the refrigerator, Michael walked in. "I see bạn made it." he đã đưa ý kiến to me. "I'm really happy to see bạn again." "Happy to see you, too, Michael. bạn look very handsome." Michael was wearing his normal black floods with his white socks and penny loafers and he was wearing a black buttoned áo sơ mi with a black blazer with a red band on his right arm. "Thank you. And bạn look very. . . attractive." he said, looking at my body with a smile of interest on his face.



"Hey, Taylor! How's my best girl doin'?" Quincy asked as he walked in the kitchen. Michael looked confused and I knew I had a pissed look on my face when I looked at Quincy. "What? Her name isn't Taylor. Her name is Evanescence." Michael said. "Isn't that your name?" he asked, looking at me with confusion still on his face. I know I had to open up now. "Evanescence, is there something bạn didn't tell me when bạn and I met?" "Yes, Michael. There is something. And that is the frst we met. . . since we were seperated from my parents when I lived with bạn when we were 14." Michael looked at me with shock. "Wait, so you're Taylor? The only girl from the Jackson 5?" "Yeah, Michael. I am Evanescence but I'm really Taylor."



"Why didn't bạn tell me the truth?" "Michael, when bạn and I met at Debs, I was so happy to see bạn but I wasn't ready to speak to bạn again because I was nervous. I wanted to tell bạn who I was but my mind went blank." Michael looked at me with disappointment but still some confusion "But why didn't bạn say anything before I left. bạn could have stopped me." "I wanted to tell bạn but I haven't seen bạn in 8 years! All I could really think of was just seeing bạn again!" Michael looked at me with acceptance. He walked up to me and hugged me extremely tight with his arms around my waist and my arms were around his neck. I knew right there he forgave me.



After the party. . .

"Well, I had a really fun night." Michael said. "I did to. I just don't want to stop seeing you. I really have missed you." Me and Michael were walking out of the house holding hands like we used to do when we were kids. His limo was waiting for him but mine wasn't there. "Where is your ride?" he asked. "Oh, I have to call my driver. He waits til I'm ready to be picked up." "Well, do bạn want to come with me to my house and see where I live?" Michael asked with a smile on his face. I replied with a smile as well and said, "Sure. I'd like that." and started my way into his limo.