Michael♥

Chapter 7

January 13, 2000,

I was hanging out with dad in his recording studio at the ranch. He paused the track that he was working on and had the chef bring us some food. The chef knocked on the door and dad let him inside. He brought us each an egg ensalada emparedado, sándwich de and went back to the main house. Dad came over and sat down across from me at the small mesa, tabla that was there.

I dicho "daddy I want to be just like tu when I grow up!" He asked "you do? In what way do tu want to be like me?" I dicho "well; I want to be a singer and a dancer who is famous just like you!" He dicho "yeah; it can be awesome...

*May 4th, 1988. día before the wedding*




"Okay and then tu shall say your vows, exchange rings and then kiss and be on your way!" dicho the minister. Michael and I and our family came to the church we are marrying in to do the rehearsal before the night is out. Tomorrow is mine and Michael's wedding. His arm is healed, my hair has shortened to shoulder length with chocolate low-lights and bleach blonde high-lights, Michael's look hasn't changed, and everything for the wedding is ready and prepared for tomorrow. I can't believe it's finally here. Michael and I are getting married tomorrow! Michael...