Re: FanFiction: The Way You Make Me Feel
August, 1987
Standing behind where the auditions were going on, Michael gave out a small smirk when he saw this next girl come in audition. She had permed, thick curls tied into a ponytail, she was wearing a simple white t-shirt, which highlighted her bosoms, and tight fitting jeans, showing off her legs' fine curves.
Me: Pretty, isn't she Michael?
Michael: Undoubtedly. Let's hope she gets' the role.
Me: Let's wait and see her audition.
Michael: Okay.
[Btw, i'm an imaginary ghost bothering the characters; and giving you a little insight of their feelings]
"Name." the judges inquired as the girl twiddled her fingers and slowly replied "Tatiana.", the second judge sighed...
"Full name." he said in an orderly manner. "Thumbtzen, Tatiana Thumbtzen." she replied as she fisted her hand, as the judges said. "Give us a stylish stroll, Ms. Thumbtzen."
Tatiana rubbed her thumb and index finger nervously, swept her left hand onto the side which looked silly, and marched, more than strolled... as she continued strolling, the judges ordered. "Stop." she stopped, and looked at them eagerly...
"Did I do okay?"
"You did great!"
Michael said coming into the room, as Tatiana fell her knees get weak as she saw Michael, she got nervous and gave out a grin "You just need some practise; anyways, men.... she's perfect for the job." Michael said standing next to Tatiana as she smiled feeling on top of the world thinking of all the fantasies of working with Michael.
"This is prepostorous Mr. Jackson!" said one of the judges standing up in a protesting way... "She can barely show off any attitude in her stroll. We saw so many auditions, those were great attitudes."
Michael raised his eyebrows and replied, "Well, sir... you better know that you need to water a plant to make it bloom. That's what we are going to have to do with Tatiana. She is perfect for the role, and even has a pretty face." Michael replied as Tatiana blushed, saying "I'm not pretty, Mr. Jackson."
Michael opened his arms and gave a confused look with a cheeky smile, "Not pretty? Are you crazy?" Tatiana started to blush even more, as the one of the judges said bluntly... "She barely has any confidence in herself."
Michael's smile turned into a frown, and he said in a very furious order this time, "I have chosen my co-star, sir. If I need a replacement, I will contact you." he said sternly. The judges gave a evil look to Tatiana. Michael extending his hand, "Welcome to the office, Tatiana." Tatiana giggled, and replied his handshake and said "Thank you, Mr. Jackson." Michael smiled, and walked back towards the sets.
Tatiana gave a nervous smile to the judges, and picked up her patched bag, and said "Goodbye." as an act of politeness to the judges, which they didn't want to reply... Michael looked back and chanted loudly, "Goodbye, Tatiana!", the judges fumbled and began, "Oooff, Goodbye." as Tatiana smiled, and gave Michael a sweet look as Michael looked at her with loving eyes.
She walked out of the auditorium, and stood on the pavement's edge to get a taxi back home.
Tatiana: Michael was so sweet.
Me: Yeah... I wonder why, though. Don't you think he was really into you?
Tatiana: Of course not! He just met me... I mean, hey... I dont really believe in love at first sight.
Tatiana gets a taxi and jumps in. "Marble Stone Apartments II."
Me: Love always happens at first sight; people just notice it later.
Tatiana: Well he is quite handsome; and sexy.
Me: Hah, yeah. Of course he is.
"Did you say something, madam?" the taxi driver said as he overheard Tatiana talking, Tatiana mumbled "N...no... I was just.. ehh... revising my schedule!" she said with a fake chuckle, as the driver thought that she was completely bizzare.
Me: Evil, white lies.
Tatiana: Shut up... I don't want to seem odd.
Me: Odd? Woman, it isn't odd to have a imaginary friend.
Tatiana: Ok, you win... now please be quiet, or don't expect a reply.
Me: Hmph. (fades off)
Tatiana entered her apartment and put her bag down on the ground. She was sharing the apartment with a flirtatious guy named Christopher, whom everyone reffered to Chris.
Chris always tried his level best to hit it off with her, but the signals from her side were practically invisible. Tatiana hated Chris.
Me: Where is Christopher right now?
Tatiana: In his bedroom; he's got a new woman every night, and in the morning... it's bye bye baby.
Me: That's not too nice.
Tatiana: It's not even in the 'nice' category. Poor women, I feel so bad for them they loose their virginity over him.
Me: Oh, so he tries out on virgins.
Tatiana: Yeah, I've never been so close to him, or else I would mine over him too.
Me: Wait... how old are you?
Tatiana: 23.
Me: And you're still a virgin?
Tatiana: Hell yeah. Never found the perfect guy.
Me: Oh, you're single too?
Tatiana: Obvious. Are you?
Me: Aha, yeah. Kind of sad, eh?
Tatiana: Aw, well... it's okay. You'll find somebody one day.
Believe me, he'll take you away on his horse.
Me: A horse? No darling, i'll rather be happier on a Harley Davidson.
Tatiana giggles and says, "Michael's hot... isn't he?"
Me: Yes, very hot. Not to mention the nice clothes he wears; he must have a lot of admirers.
Tatiana: Including me. I wonder if he ever had the time to think about me since.
Me: Well, don't expect too much. It's just been an hour since you left the auditorium.
Tatiana: You're right. I better snap out of this and head off for some party, you joining me?
Me: No, not now.
Tatiana: Okay...
Tatiana runs off to her bedroom, and locks the door to dress-up.
