🤍Friends🤍

Michael 

I was glad to see Maggie again and she even kept her promise to see me again. It made me smile to final-er  I mean, happy to see that someone actually cared about the REAL me. The chef served me, my children, and Maggie breakfast and it was delicious as if the sun had come to shine on me as the clouds moved away to get a good view of my friend.

"Daddy, who is she?" Paris asked.

"Um, guys, this is my friend Maggie. She's only stopping by a visit for a short time, so please welcome her with lots of love. Okay?" I asked taking a sample of pancakes into my mouth while chewing. 

"Hi, I'm Bwanket." Blanket introduced himself to her as she smiled.

"Hello Blanket, I'm Maggie." She ruffled his head as Paris spoke up.

"Do you like to play princess with me?" She asked in a shy tone.

"Yeah. As in which Disney princess do you like?" She asked.

"Uh...I like Ariel." Paris replied.

"Okay. My favorite Disney princess would be...Belle." Maggie giggled.

I looked at the time to see that it was almost time for me to leave, but I didn't want to leave Maggie here since she hardly got to explore around today. That's when an idea came to me as I cleared my throat a little as she turned to look over at me.

"Maggie, uh, if you like you can come with me to the photoshoot and when I'm done I can show you around Neverland," I asked as she thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay. How long is the photoshoot?" She asked.

"I would say 4 hours. It should be quick since yesterday, well..." I cocked my head to the side as she nonchalantly understood. 

"I understand. If I'm going to go with you I need some clothes." She crossed her arms as I scanned her head to toe to see her still in her pajama's.

"Oh! I have spare clothes for you and they should fit on you." I said getting out of my seat and headed upstairs to grab a pair of clothes for her to wear before we leave.

Maggie

I waited for Michael to return back with the clothes when I noticed a boy grabbing his empty food plate and dumping it into the sink. I cocked my head to the side and walked over to greet him.

"Hi," I greeted as he turned around giving me a blank expression.

"...Hi." He replied in a montone voice.

"I didn't get your name I'm-"

"I know, your name is Maggie and my name is Prince." He replied.

"Uh, hi Prince. Say do you wanna hang out sometime when we get along with each other?" I asked as he shook his head.

"I rather play with my little brother. Excuse me." He said leaving me confused when Michael came downstairs holding a pair of clothes and shoes in his arms.

"I got what you need so hurry and get change." He said ushering me to the bathroom to change quickly as possible. 

I wore this: Ignore the blonde hair Maggie has black hair.  

"I'm all ready," I spoke up as Michael smiled at me.

"You look cute." He giggled as I pouted.

"I don't like to be called cute." I huffed as he laughed.

"Let's get going so we won't be late." He said holding the door for me as we exit out the mansion and into the limousine. It smelled like vanilla and peaches and before you know it we road off to go visit the photoshoot place where Michael was going to be on the Ebony cover.

When we arrived at our destination I awed at the huge sight from the inside when we walked inside quickly since Michael force me to wear a mask before anyone could ever find out about me. I remove the mask and was amazed of the big place when I looked over to see Michael talking and greeting with the photographer.

"Good to see you, Michael. We're all set up and ready to get this all done." The photographer male said.

"Okay." Michael nodded along as his attention was on me when he walked over to me and asked, "Maggie, this may take a long time to shoot so, I would like for you to walk around or try talking to someone to get the boredom out of you." 

"Uh, okay." I shrugged.

Michael looked around and grabbed a camera from out of the bag making sure no one was looking and said, "Try to take some interesting pictures it might help you choose what interesting career you're into." 

"Okay. Thanks." I smiled as he left me with the camera as I look into the eying part to take pictures and imagine that I was solving a mystery of the crime. 

My imagination was cut off by two guys chuckling about something and I didn't expect to hear Michael's name coming from of them saying, "Yesterday was something for that man. He clearly felled down clumsily behind the wallpaper and was too ashame to come out of the room."

'Michael felled back yesterday?' I thought as my eyes glanced over at Michael who was facing away from the photographer when he came up and made a tight grip on Michael's hair. I see that he was hissing in pain due to the strong grip of that man touching his hair with no respect at all.

"How dare he," I mumbled as I marched over to him and gently removed his hand off of Michael's head. 

"What the-kid I'm trying to-" I cut him off with a stern look on my face.

"Listen here good, do you even realizing what you're doing? You are gripping his hair too tightly in your grip and he's in pain. He may involve some problematic features that are through his skull, but he is in pain and I don't want you to hurt him." I lowered my voice as Michael stared at me in surprise as I patted him on the shoulder and fixed his hair a little just the way it was before and walked off.

"Heh, she sure talks through your skull." A lady said as the man scoffed.

"Tch, shut up Tiffany. Let's get back to taking these pictures." I can tell Michael was shocked and kept his eyes on me after what had just happened. He may not understand it, but whenever he's around in a situation i'll always be there to support him because we're friends.

Chapter 3 is done!!! Be sure to watch the video it involves with his hair...poor guy.