𝑴𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒆𝒍 𝑱𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔| 𝑽𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒆 1

𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐈𝐬 𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐲

Invincible Era

A/N: I am working on a story for this one! It is going to be explicit, and this is part of it so far. 

Working for Michael Jackson was big; you must always be on his feet.

The interview for the job would be either good or bad, but you needed more time to be in the room. There were only two people-men, of course. You were expecting a lot, but less was nicer.

One man looked up at you from his phone, surprised to see a woman in the room.

"I didn't know you applied to become a security guard." He commented.

"Well, I just thought I give it a go." You said.

"Mhm. Yeah." He redrew his eyes from you and returned to playing on his phone. It was CandyCrush he was playing while he was waiting.

The other guy looked severely at his wristwatch, wondering when the interviewer would arrive. His foot was tapping on the floor as you greeted him.

"Uh, hello!" You greeted me with a bright smile.

He looked at you stoically, annoyed to see your presence near him.

"What a wonderful day it is to be here. Right?" You started with an awkward conversation with the man.

"Yeah. A normal day to be here." He replied.

"First time?" You asked.

"Fifth."

"Oh..."

The conversation was getting you nowhere with the guy, and he looked scary. That's when you heard the doors open, and two people emerged. You looked at the main one that entered in astonishment.

No way...MICHAEL JACKSON!?

"Good morning, everyone; meeting you today is a pleasure. I am Mr. Jackson's assistant, and he will be interviewing you and picking one of you for the job as his bodyguard." Said Mr. Jackson's assistant as he looked at Michael, whispering something in his ear before they could start.

Michael stared at the three standing in the room, looking formal, even an l little surprised that there was a female in the room.

"First thing is a proper introduction to get to know you guys before I pick one to be my bodyguard," said Michael, scanning at the three that stood as they were to speak up in front of their "boss."

The first guy Anthony Jones, was a little stoic and anxious, even sweating to speak in front of Michael. He was eager to meet him and fanboying on the inside, which was a no for the singer.

The second guy Henry Taylor was dull, dry, and even had an attitude toward him. He's sharper to bite at anyone with the look he gives anyone who would come around his path. Creepy.

"...and you." Said Michael in a soft voice.

You introduced yourself feeling bubbly, severe, and confident in front of the male giving him a proper introduction you practiced. Unlike the other two, you were gullible and slightly intensive.

"Why do you want to be my bodyguard?" Michael asked.

"To ensure you are safe, well treated, and not harmed by anyone. It's essential to keep a sharp eye on you and your children whenever you plan to visit anywhere I'm around to prevent anything from happening, "You replied, fully self-aware of your statement.

He chuckled lightly, "Well, that's right from everything you have explained." He faintly smiled as his attention went back to the other men. He then looked back in the corner of his eye at his advisor, sending him a firm nod. "I'll discuss this with my advisor until we decide which to pick. Thank you for coming." He said, turning his heel around to leave the room.