Michael's POV

I drive out of there fast. I grip the wheel in anger. Sky notices and says,

"Michael, please calm down."

I grit my teeth.

"I'm sorry. I just can't believe someone like him exists."

She replies with,

"There are thousands of people like him."

"I know. I hate it!"

"Michael, please calm down."

I nod. I drive back to Neverland. I text Frank and told him I as going to be late. I take Sky inside and give her bag to Minnie.

"Could you take this to one of the spare bedrooms?"

"Of course, Michael."

Sky tosses her shades on the table next to the door. I turn her toward me and ask,

"Did you sleep in garbage last night?"

She sighs and nods. I clench my jaw. Calm down, Michael. She smiles and says,

"I knew you noticed my smell."

I force a smile. "Why don't you go shower and put on some clean clothes. Then we'll head out to the rehearsal."

She nods. Winnie comes back and I ask, "Winnie, could you show Sky her room?"

Winnie nods and leads Sky upstairs. I walk over to the kitchen and pull my smoothie out of the refrigerator. I take a few sips, when my phone started ringing. I look at it. It's Lisa.

I answer it, "Hello, Lisa."

"Michael, I hate to start another argument after we just made up, but what the hell were you doing on FMRG street?"

I had to think about that for a second. Then I realized what she was talking about. I remember in the news about one gang in that area.

"How do you know I was over there?"

"There's a viral video on the internet and all over the tabloids online. What were you doing over there?"

"Babe, can I please explain over dinner tonight?"

She pauses. "Sure. Just you and me?"

"Yes. Just you and me."

"Ok, baby. Text me the time and place. I'll meet you there."

"Ok. I love you."

"I love you too."

I hang up and sigh. Suddenly, a song pops in my head. I run to my studio. I pick up my lucky pencil and some music sheets. I begin writing.

Sky's POV

I can't believe I took forty five minutes in the shower! I just never felt that kind of power before. It was therapeutic. I hope Michael isn't upset at my slowness. I slip on my cute pink underwear and matching bra. I put on my flannel shirt. It's a bit bigger than me. I love it. It's soft and makes me feel safe. I then slip on my black cut jeans. They are made to look like they were cut all the way to the thigh. I like them. They're cute.

I put on socks and head downstairs. I hear music coming down a hall. I follow the music and it ends up behind a big silver door. This is neat. Michael must be in here.  I open the door.  The music blasts through the huge speakers.  I am caught by surprised at first, but then I get used to it quickly.  I walk in and close the door.  It's a studio.  I look at the controls in awe.  I've always wanted to see these.  I look through the window and see Michael.  He's singing so passionately.  I watch in awe.

"Scandal
With the words you use
You're a parasite in black and white
Do anything for news
And you don't go and buy it, buy it
And they won't glorify it, 'fy it
To read it sanctifies it, 'fies it
Why do we keep foolin' ourselves!"

"Slander
You say it's not a sin
But with your pen you torture men
Then why do we keep foolin' ourselves!"

"Just because you read it in a magazine
Or see it on the TV screen
Don't make it factual
Though everybody wants to read all about it
Just because you read it in a magazine
Or see it on the TV screen
Don't make it factual
See, but everybody wants to read all about it!"  (x2)

"You're so damn dis respectable!"

The music dies out.  I immediately start clapping my hands.  He looks and smiles, embarrassed.  He puts his head set around the microphone.  He walks out of the room and closes the door behind him.  He smiles at me again.

"You know, you're the first one to see me work independently."

"Really?"

He nods.

"I feel honored."

He laughs.  He looks me up and down.  He tries not to look at me so hard when he says,

"Nice outfit."

"Thank."

We stand their in awkward silence.  Finally, Michael says,

"Tonight, Lisa and I are going to dinner, so you have the house to yourself.  I'm going to try and tell her that you'll be staying with us for awhile.  I hope she doesn't loose it."

I shake my head. "I don't want to be a burden. I can stay at my friend's house."

"No no. I don't want you anywhere near him."

I nod. "Ok. Thank you so much, Michael. This means the world to me."

I pull him into a hug.  He wraps his arms around my waist.  I feel chills run down my spine.  His hands are in the arch of my back.  He realizes how low his hands are and quickly bring them up.  I can't help, but laugh.  He starts laughing too.  We separate.

"So, I'll have Neverland all to myself, huh?"

He nods and smiles. "Yes."

He keeps licking his lips and looking me up and down.  I blush.

"I'm going to go have a snack."

He nods. "I'll go with you."

We leave the studio and walk to the kitchen.  

"You have any tortilla chips?"

He looks at me weird. "Uh, yeah."

He pulls them out.  

"What about chocolate we can melt?"

Michael stares at me, then says, "You want tortilla chips and melted chocolate?"

I nod. "Have you never tried it?"

"Have I tried it? It's my favorite snack ever!"

"No way!"

"I'm serious!"

We laugh.  He looks at me intently and says,

"You just might be my favorite person in the world."

I laugh. "Well, you're my favorite person."

He smiles.  I turn around to put the chocolate in the microwave to melt it.  I press some number and started it.  Before I can turn around, I feel Michael's breath on my ear.

"Sky...I...."

I stay quiet until he finishes.

"I think I...."

I turn around and put my finger on his lips.  He sighs romantically.

"Michael...I...I can't let you say what you're about to say."

He looks down.

"Why not?"

"Because, it could ruin your life."

He shakes his head. "It won't ruin my life. It'd make it better. So much better."

I start to believe him, then I return to reality.

"I should go."

"What? Why?"

I start walking for the stairs.

"I can't let you ruin everything you have."

He follows me up the stairs and to my room.

"Sky, just pretend I never said anything. Please."

I start packing my clothes.  I haven't even been here a day.  I don't want to go, but I need to.  He doesn't understand.  He loves Lisa. Not me.  I could ruin everything.  I already caused too much trouble.

"Michael, I can't just pretend you didn't say what you were about too.  I can't be here. It'll just lead to distractions and chaos. I must go. You'll understand one day."

I hear his voice start cracking, "Sky, you're the only person who understands me. I just want you to be my friend, ok. I wasn't going to say anything. Please stay."

I hold back my tears.  As I pack the last few things, I begin to hear thunder outside.

"Michael, this is for you. I'm helping you."

I pick up my bag and head downstairs.  He follows.  

"Sky! I'm sorry! I was being stupid! I don't know what I was saying!"

I hear the rain pouring down.  I open the door, but before I can take a step, Michael spins me around and kisses me.  I'm in total shock.  I close my eyes as I get into it. Chills run through my entire body. I feel at peace, like this is where I was meant to be.  But then, I get shot back to reality.  I push him off and turn around.  My eyes widen.  Lisa is standing there under her umbrella.  She dropped her coffee.  Her mouth his wide open.  I look down and grab my bike.  

I get on a ride fast toward the gates.  They open automatically.  Goodbye, Michael.