Another Part of Me: A Michael Jackson Love Story

New Knowledge

June 11th, 1996
The trailer

[Omniscient]

Ryan had been trying to find a way to show Michael videos of Michael's performances so that maybe she could see if he could copy the moves and see what he's working with.

"Is the flat metal square working yet?" Michael asked with his head peeking in the trailer from its door.
"It's called a laptop, and I guess it's working now." Her eyes were still glued to the screen of the laptop as she tapped on it aggressively.
"Cool." Michael and Chris said at the same time and sat on either side of Ryan.

Ryan went into her downloaded videos and pulled out some of the Bad Tour clips and it played one for them.

[Ryan's POV]

I've already seen the video a bazillion times so all I could focus on was Michael's confused yet impressed, expression.
"Aw man this is too good!" I heard Chris squeal with excitement.
Michael stood silent but his facial expressions said it all.
This man was astounded by this performance.
"Wow." Is what he managed to release from his lips.

Then the clip ended and Michael and Chris had smiles plastered on their faces.
"So," I started whilst shutting my laptop. "What'd you guys think of the video?"
They slowly turned their heads my way and Chris said, "Money....Ouu I can just smell it now." He started kissing the air while rubbing his hands together and his eyes closed.

Then he quickly opened his eyes to shift them to Michael to place a hand on his shoulder, shaking him out of his daydream.
"Mike! We won't have to live in this old ass trailer no more! Remember when I said that we gon' have ourselves a guardian Angel that's gon' take us far away from this place and into paradise?"
He didn't dare take a breath during his sentence.
Michael was still silent.
Then Chris put both his hands on Michael's shoulders and turned him towards me.
"She's..the guardian Angel." He spoke in a mystical voice.
Michael eyes went from the couch we were on, to my eyes and then all of a sudden he just....embraced me.

It was tight.
It was warm.
It was everything I needed at the moment but it was so sudden, especially from him.
"Thank you, Ryan. For coming into my life." His warm breath tickled my earlobes as he whispered gruffly in my ear.
"It's my pleasure." I couldn't think of what exactly to say, I was so taken back by actions.

꧁꧂

We were now outside of the trailer and I was getting ready to ask Michael a question I thought may be risky.
"What are we doing out here?" He asked looking up at the grey sky.
"Looks like it's about to rain." Chris also looked at the grey clouds.
"It's not." I said. I majored in weather back in college even though it wasn't what I really wanted to do, but my parents kinda forced me to.
"It is, girl!" Chris retorted.
"It's not though."
"Fine. But if I feel a drop of water kiss my skin, I'm out." He said and I giggled at his annoyed tone of voice.

"Michael?" I asked.
"Hmm?" He hummed.
For some reason, I felt this electric wave go through my body and I got butterflies in my stomach.
"Can you dance?"
"Huh?"
"Like right now?"
"Wait what?"
"The girl want you to dance, dammit." Chris chimes in.
I hurried into the trailer and brought out an old radio I spotted earlier and when I pressed the power button, the song "My Prerogative" began to ring out and Michael began dancing.