I was jamming to Michael's music and I turned on the tv to see what was on the news. "Breaking news Michael Jackson is coming to New York  City for his BAD tour! Buy your tickets before they are sold out!" I turned off the tv and got excited, I didn't want to miss this. To bad I can't go to his tour but maybe I'll meet him at a random spot while he is hanging around there maybe. I don't live to far from there thank goodness. I doubt I'm gonna meet Michael Joseph Jackson the King Of Pop. I went to New York City anyways never say never. I took the train to the city and took a taxi to where I think he might be. I know he hates being crowded by fans and paparazzi but all I wanted was his autograph and tell him I love him, I don't think he would mind. I saw a crowd of people huddled at the Apollo theatre. What the heck is going on? I thought could Michael be here? No sign of him but people are waiting to get to his concert I bet. I laughed and walked away I saw so many posters of him to advertise for tonight's event. BAD the title said with his face covering the poster. I gave up and sat on the bench stressed out. It was quiet on the street now I found a bunch of men coming up to where I was at the bus stop. Then I see a man with a fedora and a mask on why would he be wearing that? I just looked away resting my face on my hands. "I'm never gonna meet Michael." I started to cry. "Hello." I heard  a soft voice say. "Hi." He handed me a tissue. "Thanks."  I wiped my tears away. "Um, may I ask why you are crying?" I saw the men guarding behind him. "It's ok guys."  The man says, the others backed up. "Um, well it's just that my favorite artist is coming to town and I'm never going to meet him. I came all the way here to see Michael Jackson and saw no sign of him. I'm so upset all I wanted was to tell him I love him, and get his autograph. I know I can't go to his concert tonight either I bet it's sold out." I cried again. The man sat next to me there, there."  He pats my back. "What's your name?" He made me stop crying again. "Don't worry you'll meet one day. And my name is Michael." I smiled. "Your named after Michael Jackson cool."  I cheered. "That's because I am Michael Jackson."  He whispered in my ears. I covered my mouth in shock I didn't scream in his face I think that'll be rude. "Wow Mr. Jackson nice to meet you." I hugged him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He did the same. "Nice to meet you to."  I screamed in my head but kept calm so people won't huddle over him. "I am so shocked it's you um wow I love your music and I just love you."  I hugged him agaim. "I love you to."  I blushed. "No I love you more."  I took out a poster and my sharpie. "Can you please sign it?"  He nodded. "And your name is?" He started writing. "Crystal."  I smiled and blushed. "Thanks Crystal , I hope we meet again. I nodded. "Yes sorry I can't go to your concert." I was sad again. "That's alright I'll mail you some free tickets."  I screamed In my mind. "Thank you so much, your so nice." Michael blushed. "Thanks you to your different than the other fans I've met, you were so calm."  I'm guessing that's a compliment. "Thank you?" We both laughed. "Well nice meeting you again."  I gave him one last tight hug before I left him alone. "You to Crystal."  Omg he remembers my name! I went back home and couldn't believe I met my idol. I feel complete now I can't wait until he sends me tickets to his next concert. I hung up my autographed poster and smiled at it. "Thanks Michael." I whispered to myself.