(*This is part 3 of the Michael Jackson imagine where a plus-size woman is rehearsing to become one of the dancers for Michael tour*)
Everyone was exhausted.
It has been countless hours of rehearsing and dancing, but I was still in good spirits.
I also know that Michael was a perfectionist.
He just wanted everything to go along smoothly so that nothing went wrong.
Today, me and the dancers were taking a much-needed break as we had been rehearsing all morning.
I was sitting on one of the chairs while drinking out of my water bottle.
Those same group of girls were huddled up in the corner gossiping and all that stuff.
I could hear the mean things they were saying about me and it was getting ridiculous.
So, I decided to have a little chat with them.
As soon as I approached them, they gave me mean looks.
"Oh look, it's the fatty"!
One of them snickered.
"What do you want, you waste of oxygen"?
Another asked.
"I just wanted to know why you're making fun of me. It's childish behavior and I would like if you please stop".
I said to them politely.
"Can't you see? You're too fat to be working as a dancer for Michael"!
And they all started making fun of me once more.
But little did we know, that Michael Jackson himself was watching us on the security footage.
He and his bodyguards couldn't believe it.
Michael decided to go and confront the bullies.
When he found us, I was still getting made fun of.
"Fat bi*ch fat b*tch"!
The mean group taunted.
"You guys aren't not accomplishing anything".
I said to them, crossing my arms.
"Hey"!
We all turned around to see the king of pop standing there with his bodyguards.
Michael then asked if I was okay, and I smiled and said yes.
"Why are you girls bullying her"?
He asked the mean girls.
"Because she's an ugly fat slut"!
One of them yelled.
"I don't care what you think about her. I will not have any kind of bullying towards anyone else while we're doing rehearsals. Do I make myself perfectly clear"?
Michael scolded the mean group.
"Why would you stand up for a fatty"?
The leader of the mean girls.
"I said that's enough"!
Michael repeated what he had said before, only it was a lot more stern.
"I'm beautiful"!
I spoke up.
"No you're not! Don't think that Michael wouldn't even like you, because he—-
The mean girls were interrupted when out of nowhere, Michael pulled me closer him and pressed his soft lips against my mouth.
I was blushing so much, that I almost couldn't find the words to speak.
"All of you are fired. Pack your things and get out. I don't work with a bunch of meanies".
Michael told the mean group as he hugged me close to him.
He felt so bad for me because I had been suffering from relentless bullying.
With that, the mean group stomped their way to the dressing room, cursing Michael and I as they left.
"I'm so sorry. If I had known, I would've kicked them out a long time ago".
Michael said, as he stroked the side of my head with his hand.
"It's okay, Michael. I forgive you".
I smiled, and giggled when he kissed me on the cheek.
