Michelle's  P.O.V.
I knock on Michael's door.

"Hey! Come on in!" Michael says. He stands by the door until I get into the hotel room.

"Nice place" I say while looking around the room.

"Thanks" Michael says while closing the door and walking over to me.

"So, what are we doing?" I ask looking at him.

"Well, for what I'm choosing to do, I think we are going to need more than 5 minutes" He says. "O, M, G! Was he thunking we were gonna... No! He's not that kind of guy."

"Uh, well, um what are you planing to do that requires more time?" I ask, my heart pounding.

"Well, I know that you are a big fan of mine, so I figured that maybe I can teach you some of my dance moves." My jaw drops. "This is perfect!" I think to myself. "He has no idea how long I have been trying to master his dance moves."

"Is it okay?" Michael asks about his choice of what to do. "I mean, I can do something diff-"

"Michael" I interrupt. "What you picked out was perfect. I'm actually really excited" I see Michael sigh of relief.

"Good. Follow me" Michael says as he starts to walk into the living room. I follow and I see him getting a record out of one of his bags. I see the record he has in his hands. Thriller. A couple seconds later, I hear Billie Jean playing from the speakers. I dance a little before he turns around and looks at me, then I stop.

"Okay, first thing first," Michael says adding some power to his voice. "The moonwalk. Okay, this is going to be hard to explain, but I'll do the best I can. So, the way you want to start off with your feet is like this" Michael places his foot in position. I try to copy his same foot position. "Now, you want to take your left foot and place it like this" again, trying to copy his position. "Now, you want to push back your left foot while still keeping it on the floor and then bringing it up to the same position your right foot is in right now. Now you keep on repeating that until you have your desired moonwalking length." The chorus of the song was about to come on as I started 'moonwalking'.

"Not bad for a first timer" Michael says after clapping his hands.

"Well little do you know that I have been practicing a little of your dance moves at my home" I say proudly, glad that the practicing had paid of, somewhat.

"Really? Have you attempted the toe stand?" Michael asks curiously. I blush remembering the time I had tried it in the living room. I look down at the scare under my arm. That was the last time my Mom let me dance in the living room. Poor table.

"Uh, yes. But it didn't work out as planned."

"Oh, so I'm guessing that's the scare it left?" Michael asks coming closer to look at the injured area on my arm.

"I have another dance routine if your up for it!" Michael says smiling.

"Sure! What is it?"

"The Thriller dance moves."

"Alrighty! Let's get started!" Michael walks away to go and changes the song. "This was more fun then I had expected!" I say to myself as I hear a creaking door coming from the speakers, now knowing that the sing is on.

Michael's P.O.V.
*** an hour and a half later ***
"Wow, that was fun!" Michelle says after taking a sip of water from her glass.

"Yes it was. I hope we can do something like this again." I say hopefully.

"Me too." We just stand there in silence as Michelle glanced at the clock.

"Oh wow, it's 12:37 a.m.! My Mom is going to flip when she, if she finds out that I'm getting home so late!" She says frantically as she is getting her things together. "Bye Michael" she says as she leans in to give me a hug. "I will talk to you tomorrow hopefully."

"Okay, bye!" I somewhat shout as she leaves the hotel room and shuts the door behind her. "She hugged me..." I think to myself. I jump in the air full of excitement. I finish up my glass of water, get my pj's on, brush my teeth and hop into bed, thinking of Michelle the whole night.

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