People don't understand me...2

As we stalked into the house I couldn't help myself from staring at this girl. My face must've turned into twenty different shades of red, but something was pulling me back. I wasn't able to gather enough courage to talk or get her attention. "Michael!" My ears ringed and my eyes shot out, quickly covering my head and glanced around and to behold it was my brother Jackie. "Was that really necessary? I about went deaf there..." I huffed and managed to get away from him then headed straight down the hall and into my piano room. No one would follow me because this meant that I wanted to be alone and left alone. "Now for some peace and quiet...." I took a seat in front of my vast grand piano and gently tickled the ivories before playing. Gentle and smooth notes filled and danced across the room. Echoing each vibrant tenor, my ears were overjoyed with happiness. So I kept playing for a while until it was a matter of time before someone would club me over the and drag my to my so-called 'Birthday Party.' Before I knew it I was writing a song without even knowing it, each lyric just flown down from the heavens and into my soul. "I gave her passion....my very soul....I gave her promises and secrets so untold..." I stretched each note just a bit, this seemed right. Each beat I spat and tapped turned into something that had once burned inside my soul for soo long.

After about an hour or so I had written a brand new song for my brand new album coming up. This was incredible! Finally I was back to work and ready for more, I was going to give my fans something they'd never seen or heard before. As I finished up there was a gut wrenching feeling that someone was watching me from a far, I did my best not to seem conspicuous so I just kept at it. "I can't take it 'cause I'm looooonely!" My voice raspy and deep, I became amazed at what my vocals had accomplished. "Hmmmm...that's something new, I'll have to keep that in mind for other songs." Rummaging around for a pen and pad I just about fell off the bench of my piano, suddenly I heard faint footsteps behind me followed by a soft sweet voice. "Ummm...Mr. Jackson." She stuttered a few times and I couldn't help but smile to myself, this girl was having a hard time containing herself in front of me. I found it adorable. So I sat up straight and turned around slowly and gave her a slight smirk. "Yeeees, what can I do for you miss?" Our eyes finally met and before she or I could speak another word, a breath caught in my throat and couldn't set it free. She was a sight of beauty and innocents..........then maybe slightly dangerous? My eyebrow arched as I took a good look at her, my eyes engulfed each detail of her body. Her eyes caught me by surprise, washes of blue and green caused my stomach to drop. While her thick, wavy brown hair fell over her shoulders in simple yet elegant strands. "Excuse me, sir. I'd hate to bother you but your family is expecting to see you. By all means I did not mean to disturb you." I quickly shook my head trying to snap out of it then nodded. Adjusting the fedora that cocked to the side then pressing my military style red button up, smoothing it down.

I gallantly stood up and pushed the bench in, placed my hands neatly behind my back and followed her out. My family was all over the living room laughing and talking amongst themselves, I couldn't help but frown. Why do they do this to me? I didn't want this party and did not want to make this a big deal. Mother was with Joseph who always made me sick to my stomach, he wasn't exactly a model father. Janet was playing with all of my nieces and nephews while for some reason my brothers were always flocked into one corner of the house. It was odd....Though my complete attention rested on this girl, she paced around the room jotting down notes. It was very fascinating, she almost reminded me of a scientist watching their subjects. As the party went on my family started to leave, slowly but surely. It wasn't until it was just the two of us alone in this vast space. Finally our eyes met once more and my stomach was fluttering like a swarm of butterflies. Before I could make a move Frank my manager had muscled his way in and walked her out. I silently growled and quickly folded my arms while pacing the room and immediately got idea for another song. "I....I..can't let her get away."