[MJ's Queen of Pop]

Chapter 1 AOL CHAT PART 2

Malaya nodded her head. “Thanks Shane.” She walked away from her family. She walked towards the fountain and decided to sit on the edge of it. She ran a hand through her long blond hair and wipe tears that were forming at the edges of her eyelashes. She didn't want anyone to see her crying, a million dollar princess as her father would call her, but she wasn't that. Not anymore. She never really was a million dollar princess, she was just one of the girls that he would yell at all of the time.

Now she was just waiting patiently to meet with this Michael guy that she had met through the computer on the internet. How was he going to react that she was the daughter of a billion dollar wrestling tycoon.

“Malaya?” said of soft voice that sound like Michael Jackson.

Malaya's blue eyes went up the form of a man that was so close to her. Michael Jackson was standing right in front of her. “You're Michael Jackson.”

Michael smiled. “So you are the Malaya that I was supposed to meet. I guess we both were hiding things from each other. You are Malaya McMahon daughter of the billionaire wrestling tycoon Mr. Vincent Kennedy McMahon. Why didn't you tell me?”

“Because people think that it is so fine and dandy being the daughter of a billionaire and I just work all of the time like I am some kind of singer. I am not even a singer and I shouldn't be working that much.”

Michael shook his head. “May I sit next to you?”

“Sure.” She said blushing.

Michael took a seat next to her. “I guess we both didn't want to tell each other our last names.”

“Oh boy.”

“What is it Miss McMahon?”

“Please call me Malaya or Laya. Mrs McMahon is my mother.” She said holding in laugher. “I suppose you will get bored with me.”

“Why would you say that?”

Malaya shrugged her shoulders. “I am the million dollar princess. My father doesn't appreciate me. He thinks I am going to be the next holder of the WWF and well... I want to do what I want to do.”

“Oh?” Michael looked at the seventeen year old daughter of the major wrestling tycoon. “What would have you wanted to do?”

“I have been in the lime light since I was born and well I want to be in a different kind of lime light. I don't want to follow my dad's foot steps. I want to be a singer.”

“A singer?”

“Yeah.”

Michael smiled. “Well, then I would love to perform with you one of these days.”

“Why didn't you tell me that you were Michael Jackson?”

“Well, it isn't often that you hear a singer contacts his fans now do you?”

“No, I suppose not.”

“I am supposed to meet your father... do you know where he is at?”

“Follow me.” She said getting up.

Michael followed the seventeen year old girl towards where her parents were.

“Daddy?” Malaya said to her father.

Vince turned around. “Malaya... I see you met Mr. Jackson.”

Malaya nodded her head. “He kind of ran into me. He said that he was supposed to meet up with you this evening about something.”

“Ah yes. I remember.”

“Hello Mr. McMahon.” Michael said smiling at the older man.

“Hello Mr. Jackson. I have a question for you.”

“What would that be Mr. McMahon?”

“Would you join us in a live television appearance backstage for WWF Monday Night Raw?”

Michael smiled. “I would love to.”

“Great... wonderful. You will be having a live interview with my eldest daughter Malaya.”

Malaya blushed. She was going to be interviewing her crush and idol on live television. She had to pinch herself, but it wasn't possible at the moment because she was with her family.

Michael smiled. “I would love to do anything for my fans and of course your fans that love me. Plus it will be my first live event.”

Vince smiled. “I will see you this Monday then.”

“Yes, Mr. McMahon it was nice meeting you.”

“You too Mr. Jackson.”

“Daddy I want to talk to Mr. Jackson privately is that alright?” Asked Malaya looking at her father.

“Of course Malaya you can talk to him.”

She hugged her father. “Thank you daddy.”

Michael and Malaya walked out of the benefit.

“So why did you want to talk to me privately Malaya?”

Malaya smiled. “I was thinking maybe when I turn 18 we could hang out more that is if you wanted to Michael.”

“That sounds like a blast Malaya.”

Malaya blushed.

“Maybe I could teach you a few things.”

“I was wondering maybe we could still talk on IM?”

“Of course. Now you have fun at this benefit and I will be seeing you around Miss Malaya.” He said kissing her on the cheek.

Malaya blushed even more. “See you.”

Michael left Malaya standing there outside and he preyed to god that no one got a picture of him kissing her on the cheek. It would make the tabloids go insane. Not only that her father would be one angry fellow to deal with.


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This is the end of chapter 1. I will get chapter 2 up shortly. In a way this helps me heal from the fact that Michael is really gone and watching over all of his fans and family.