Destiny

Chapter 2

Rose

I woke up to my alarm clock; I sighed knowing I had to get up and get ready to meet my new 'client' if that's what you wish to call it. I got up and showered then put on fresh clothing. My clothes consisted of a white button down shirt tucked into black women's dress pants. And some black heels with red bottoms.

I grabbed my files and my purse, keys and walked out the door to my red 1975 corvette. I put all my stuff in the passenger seat. Put the key in the ignition and went out of the gates and onto the road way. Going into downtown Los Angles. Yes; for all of you wondering my car is a five speed stick shift (manual).

Shortly after I arrived to the studio, it looked way to firmilar. I shrugged it off I turned off my car and got my things and locked the doors. I took a deep breath of air before I opened the doors and walked into the clod building.

I was greeted by what I assumed was another producer on the team. "You must be Rose Jackson; correct?" The tall skinny man asked "yes I am sir" he smiled wildly and proceeded to say "alright follow me" I nodded and followed the strange man. "Do you know who you are working for Ms. Jackson?" The man asked "No I do not; sorry but what is your name sir?" I asked he looked at me. "Sorry I forgot to introduce myself. I am Richard" I nodded and smiled "well it's nice to meet you Richard" "it's nice to meet you to Rose."

As he said that we started walking up some blue velvet stairs. I was astonished at how fancy this place is. Now I felt supper underdressed just being here. I didn't worry though I was here to make as good first impression. Not worry about carpeted stairs.

Richard opened the door; and held it open for me to walk in first. "Thank you" I smiled he nodded with a smile. "And here we are" Richard said I gave him a confused look. "But no one's here; at least not an artist that I see." I looked at Richard.

"Don't worry he's coming soon." I nodded and I couldn't sit down out of anticipation and nervousness. After a few minutes the door opened and reveled a man that had curly long black hair. He wore a black fedora a red button down tucked into black slacks that had a belt around his waist with a crown made from rhinestones on the front of his belt. He worse black loafers as well which shocked me a little bit but I didn't really pay much attention to that.

"Hey; Mike this is our new producer Rose" Richard said to the man that had just walked into the room. "Hey Rich," after he greeted Richard he turned to me studying me almost. "Well it's lovely to meet you Ms. Rose" the strange man said "you to Mr.-" I paused because I didn't know his name. "Michael; Michael Jackson. But you can call me Michael." He said I was shocked but nodded with a smile; he shook my hand.

I'm surprised I don't recognize him; because he's the most famous singer in the world right now considering it's the early 80's. His album Thriller went off the charts. I'm surprised he wants to work with me.

But his skin has become a caramel color then from what it was when the 'Thriller' album came out but I didn't pay much attention to that either. He must have had vitiligo or something. "So Mr. Jackson; I mean Michael what is your new album to be called?" I asked he smiled and went to open his mouth to say something but Richard stepped in for Michael.

"His album is to be called 'Bad' from what he wants." I glared at Richard "I wasn't asking you Richard I was asking Michael." I snapped at him. "Well Ms. Jackson I am the one who will be answering questions you ask Michael." I shook my head.

"No you will not be; because as producer I am the one in charge. NOT you; so I will be expecting answers from Michael not you. So if you don't mind please leave the room you have no business being here. Good day Richard." I said he scoffed but her did as he was told and left the room.

I let out a sigh of relief. "Sorry Michael; go on" he nodded with a smile. "Thanks; but like I was going to say I want the main song to be called 'Bad' hence the album name. But I'm still struggling on the lyrics for all the songs." Michael finished.

I nodded letting him know that I am listening. "Okay; I like that idea. But I also am a song writer as well besides a producer." I told Michael he looked at me with astonishment. "Really? What kind of songs do you write?" Michael asked I giggled and pulled out my file. This is why I always brought it with me; in case a artist wants to look at some samples and maybe even record one.

I handed him the file and he looked though it going song by song. "These are all amazing!" Michael exclaimed with happiness. I smiled a little, "can you sing?" Michael asked I laughed "oh god no" his smile turned into a frown.

"Okay well if you can't sing I want you to go in there" he pointed to the booth. "And sing one of your songs to prove to me that you 'can't' sing." Michael said with air quotes.

"Fine; if you insist now don't make fun of me." I said he nodded with a smile. I got up out of my chair and sighed as I walked into the booth. I grabbed the headphones off of the hook they were sitting on and adjusted them on my head.

I took a deep breath; and closed my eyes.

'Love can Build a Bridge' by the Judds is what 'her' song is. Just play along.

And I started to sing; at this moment I didn't care if I sounded bad or; I wasn't good. I am in my own world. I kept going but this time I had a smile on my face. And I could feel all my emotions pouring into this song.

I finished singing the song; and I took of my headphones and turned to the glass to see an astonished Michael. I walked out of the booth and said to him "was I really that bad?" He looked at me his mouth open and shook his head.

"Anything but that! You are amazing!" He jumped up from his chair and hugged me. "I want to release this as a single not on an album. I want it to be a duet with you." Michael said I shook my head. "Michael you know that's not allowed!" I scolded he shook his head and held my arms in his large hands.

"I don't care Rose; I want to do this duet with you. I don't care what everyone else thinks." Michael said to me looking down into my eyes. His big chocolate brown orbs just made me fall for him...wait no I can't be in love with him. He's just another client. And that's it!