Ok, so RachMJLovex wanted me to tell her how I met MJ and I figured I might as well tell all of you guys so that's what I'm doing. Here it is:

It all started back in '03. I was at track practice. You know, the track behind the school Roosevelt Highschool, and also behind The Jackson's childhood home. At that time I didn't know it was the Jackson's childhood home until I met MJ that day.

So I had just got done running a 400 meter dash around the whole track. I had to use the bathroom really bad and I didn't know where it was at. So I walked up to my brothers: Andrew aka Duda, Alonte, and my little brother Moses.

"Duda, y'all, can y'all take me to the bathroom, I have to pee really bad. Please?" I asked as I walked up to them.

"We don't know where it's at J." My brother Alonté said as he grabbed my hand.

"Well, can we just walk around until we find one, I really have to go."

"Yeah."

We started to walk, then we walked through the gates and into the neighbor hood.

We saw something weird at a house, and I said

"Hey you guys, do you see that?"

"See what?" My little brother, Moses said as I pointed in the direction of a man walking out of a house.

"What is he doing?"

"I don't know, let's go check it out"

"No, we cant, dad will kill is, we're not even suppose to be over here, let's go back" Duda said as he grabbed my hand and started to lead us back.

"No!! What are you a chicken?"

"No, I'm not scared" I started to make chicken noises just to make him feel like a coward and so he would give in. He did eventually, after my other brothers joined me.

"Alright fine, but if we get caught, I'm not taking the blame."

You see, my brother Duda, would always carry a sharpie and piece of paper in his pocket wherever he goes. I thought it was weird and dumb of him, but he would always say

"You never know when you have to write a girls number down. That's why you stay prepared at all times." I'd always giggle at him.

"What is he doing?" Alonté asked as we saw him doing something weird. We went and his into the bushes and tried to get a better look of what he was doing.

"Why does his body figure look so familiar?" Moses asked.

"I don't know, I know it from somewhere, I just can't point out where I know it from" I said as I started to walk away to get an even closer look at the man. My brother grabbed my arm just as I was bout to bolt.

"What are you doing!?" I screamed. Which by the way caught his attention. A bodyguard quickly came charging at us and I got scared.

"Make a run for it, I told you this was a bad idea J." Duda said a he started to run

"HEY, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" The mystery man screamed as the bodyguard came by us. He picked me up and began to walk me towards the man, we we practically by him this whole time, I just wanted to get an close, meaning face to face look at this person.

"Hey, let my little sister go, what are you doing?" All of my brothers yelled at the same time. Yeah, do I forget to mention that they are very protective of me.

Well, lol they are very protective of me.

Anyways, keep in kind I still haven't found a restroom and I have to pee really bad. My brothers came towards me and the bodyguard man place me back on my feet.

"Hey, what's your name?" The man asked. He had short hair and was wearing this black like outfit, I can't describe it, but it was definitely expensive by the looks of it.

My brothers all told them their names.

I stopped, that voice was so familiar to me.

"You guys!!!" I started screaming" that's Michael feeling Jackson!!"
They all started to freak out, but I stopped. I knew that MJ was human and was a normal as I was so I stopped and looked at my brothers.

The picture my brother Drew was of MJ and he dropped it by the bushes we were at. I ran over to it an picked it up and ran back to were they were.

"Alonté, you dropped this"

"Hey give that back, what's wrong with you. I told you not to show anybody this who did you show!!" He raise his voice at me. I definitely hate getting yelled at.

"I didn't show anyone. You dropped it. I don't see why you're so afraid of showing this to people, you are very talented. Show him. Show Mr. Jackson"

"No!!"

"Show me what?"

"Oh, my brother has a picture that he drew of you." I nudge my brother in the ribs "well go on, show him."

"Alright fine," he showed him the picture and Michael looked at it amazed. Yeah,my brother is really talented. He can draw really good. He once drew Peter griffin off of family guy before in a huge green poster board and gave it to my dad for Father's Day.

"You drew this?"

"Yes. It's terrible I know. Sorry about that."

"No, this is beautiful. It looks just like me. I can draw as well. Did you know that?"

"Yes, we know everything about you, well not everything, but we know a lot of things about you."

"Oh really?"

"Yes."

"What do you know?"

"The basics, like: your full name, where you were born, what hospital, what time, your favorite color, favorite childhood book, favorite character, your birthday, your hobbies, names of all of your animals, by the way, I would like to meet bubbles and gypsy one day. And much more."

"Wow, you guys are true fans."

"Yeah, and Moses over there knows how to dance like you and do the moonwalk." I said as I pointed to my little brother. He hated to dance for people that he didn't know well.

"Can I see?" Michael asked. I smiled and said yeah.

"Hey Moses, Mr. Jackson would like to see you dance."

"Call me Michael. Or Appleseed as many others do." I laughed and nodded.

I walked to my brother and whispered in his ear "you don't have to be shy. Michael's shy himself. Just dance and pretend like you at home trying to learn a new dance of his. I promise I'll tell you a secret about MJ that no one, not even his mother knows."

"You promise?"

"Yes"

"Not until we get an autograph."

I looked at my brother stupidly. That would be the first thing someone would ask MJ, but we didn't how dumb of us.

"Hey michael, can we get your autograph?"

"Yeah, umm does anyone have a pen?"

"Indeed I do "Duda said. Who would've thought that his stupidly little sharpie would come in handy.

"It's about time that thing came in handy. Thanks big bro."

"Girl, don't even okay you know this sharpie is always being used."

"Yeah, in your dreams."

"You can sign my shirt and shorts please." Alonté said. I giggled at him. I mean who gets an autograph in two places?

"You can sign my arm, and my hat, and my shirt." Ok, my brother are really related lol.

"And you can just sign my shirt please. I'll never wash it."

"Dude, that's gross. It's all sweaty from you sweating." I replied.

Once MJ was done signing that, he came to me.

"And what can I sign for you?"

"Umm, I'm not as weird as those three, can I have a hug?"

"Yes" he hugged me and I squeezed him so tight. Forgetting that I had to pee. I took in that moment I never wanted it towns. That had been the best day of my life.

"Ok, you can let him go now J"

"No!! I'm not ever letting him go. He's mine. I'm keeping him."

"Nahjae, you can't keep him. He has kids to get back to and he has dans waiting on him. Let him go or I'll tell dad."

"You're such a tattletale." I let him go reluctantly and started at him. He walked away from me and graves something from someplace , I have no idea where but he bring it to me. It was his fedora.

"Ere, I want you to have this. Your so sweet and beautiful." He kissed me in my cheek, then placed the fedora on my head. I smile excitedly and said

"REALLY? Dd Michael Jackson just give me his fedora to have?"

"Yes, and yes I did. Are you guys hungry?"

My brothers all nodded but I said, "my dad will take us to Miller's Pizza after this. We better get going before he starts to worry"

"Would you guys like to come with me to KFC?"

"YESSS"

"OKAY, go and ask your father first."

"He won't believe we met you. He'll think we are lien."

"Then I'll go with you. I'll hide in the porter potty."

"What porter potty?"

"That one right there" he pointed to one that was right by the track. I swear I didn't see that thing there. I had to use the bathroom for the longest.

"I knew that was a porter potty" Moses said.

"Yeah right."

We began to head back to the track. Once we got there we all ran to our dad. He was looking for us.

"Where have you guys been. I was worried about you all."

"We were looking for the bathroom because J had to use it really bad and she didn't know where it was at."

"It's right here."

"We didn't see it."

"Where were you guys really at?"

I spoke up.

"Well, we met Michael Jackson, and he wanted to know if it was okay with you if we went to KFC with him?"

"You didn't meet Michael Jackson."

"Yes I did daddy." He squatted down getting in my level and looked into my eye.

"Baby girl, it's not good to tell a lie."

"But I'm not telling a lie"

"You didn't meet Michael Jackson. No one in a lifetime can meet Michael Jackson." My brothers ran off to the porter potty, and knocked on it. Michael came out and walked up behind my dad as my dad started to stand from his position.

"I did daddy, I swear."

"Stop it. It's not a good thing to lie."

"She is not lien sir."

My dad turned around and freaked.

Much more happens after that, but my fingers are hurting and I still have to work on the updates. I hope you guys can enjoy this. If was a very memorable moment in my life that I won't ever forget. That's how I met MJ and there more to that story, unjust trying to give my fingers a rest they are like cramping right now lol but yeah. New update will be up in a few. Stay tuned and vote and comment for this part too. I want to know what you guys think in how I met MJ.

P.S BEST DAY OF MY LIFE. EVER. BEST TGING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME.

Oh and sorry for any misspelling or grammar error. I was literally typing as fast as I could and I didn't read it over after I finished it.