I Am Bad

[MJ's Queen of Pop]

I Am Bad

Summary: Michael Jackson meets someone fairly unlikely for him to fallen in love with and well things aren't what they seem. She is different than anyone that he has ever met. Her name Malaya McMahon, daughter of Vincent Kennedy McMahon.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Malaya McMahon and she is purely made up because this is purely fanfiction.

Character Information:
Malaya Julia McMahon
Hair: Blond
Eyes: Blue
Born: January 15, 1970

Setting for story: Bad Period 1987

Chapter 1: AOL CHAT PART 1

Malaya was sitting in her office all alone. She was actually preparing herself for the long grueling night ahead of her. She was supposed to make a live appearance with her brother Shane promoting the WWF. She didn't really feel like going out to promote her father's company she just wanted to stay home and be on the computer typing on her messenger to the person that she had talked to all the time when she was feeling out of it. She waited patiently for the person to get onto IM.

Michael58 logged on.

Princess70: Hey Michael58.
Michael58: Hey Princess70. How are you?

Malaya smiled as she began to type something.

Princess70: I am alright I am a little tired, but tonight is going to make me more tired.

She waited for him to reply. She ran a black painted finger nailed hand through her hair.

Michael58: Oh really? Why would you be more tired? Shouldn't you be in bed shortly to begin with?

Malaya chuckled and typed. “Only if you knew who I really was.” She whispered to herself.

Princess70: There is a major promotion going on tonight and I have to go. I don't really have a choice.

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Micheal looked at the message confused. He began to type.

Michael58: You have to go why?

Michael waited for her to reply.

Princess70: My father is a major business man. The whole family goes to these things. Too bad he isn't like Mr. McMahon.

“Mr. McMahon huh?” Michael said as he ran a hand through his curly hair. “She must despise that man.” He said typing up his next thing.

Michael58: You don't like Mr. McMahon do you?

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Malaya shook her head and laughed. “He has no idea.” She said as she typed.

Princess70: You really have no idea.

“Malaya.” Said a male voice that belonged to her brother Shane following a knock.

“Yes Shane?”

“Dad wanted to know if you were ready to go?”

“I am not give me some time alright. I have like three hours until this stupid thing commences.”

“Alright please find something nice to wear.”

“I will.”

Michael58: Why do you mind me asking why do you hate Mr. McMahon so much?

Malaya turned her attention to the computer once again. She let out a sigh and began to type the reason why.

Princess70: He is just a money hungry guy. He doesn't really know when to stop and then again he puts his children into the lime light and he never really asked them if they wanted to be in it. I hear he forces his kids to go to promotions that he has for his company. His wife is no better.

She waited again to hear from him.

Michael58: What is this promotion that you are going to tonight?

Malaya took a deep breath as she typed the answer.

Princess70: It is a music benefit promotion thing. Then again Mr. McMahon is going to be there.

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Michael raised an eye brow. “The music benefit promotion? Huh... this girl has no idea that I am going to be there in person.” He said as he typed.

Michael58: You are going to be at it? Wow so am I.
Princess70: Oh really? Wait do you mean I get to see you?

Michael smiled. “Cute this girl is cute.” He typed.

Michael58: Only if you want to meet up.

Michael held his breath. What if this girl didn't want to meet him?

Princess70: Well, it would be kind of hard to get away from my folks.

Michael read the message over and over again. Hard to get away from her folks? Were her parents really that bad?

Princess70: I am sure that I can get my brother to cover for me while I meet up with you.

Michael smiled and typed.

Michael58: What is your name by the way?
Princess70: Oh yeah we always seem to forget to introduce ourselves lol. My name is Malaya. People call me Laya for short.
Michael58: Beautiful name.
Princess70: Thanks. What is your name?
Michael58: It's Michael.

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Malaya smiled. “Michael...”

Princess70: What will you be wearing at this event?
Michael58: I will be wearing a red button up shirt and a pair of black slacks.

“Sounds like Michael Jackson there.” She said to herself.

Princess70: Let me guess you will be wearing a glove too a white one?
Michael58: Yeah. And I will have a black hat on as well.
Princess70: A fedora?
Michael58: Yes.
Princess70: You sound like Michael Jackson there.

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Michael chuckled. “You have no idea Malaya.”

Michael58: What will you be wearing Laya?
Princess70: I will be wearing a white button up shirt with a black business coat over it and a black skirt to match.

Michael raised an eyebrow. “Business girl are we.” He said with a smile.

Michael58: Business girl?
Princess70: You have no idea. I guess it is just in the family.
Michael58: How old are you?
Princess70: I am 17.
Michael58: You don't mind talking to someone older?
Princess70: Should I? I don't really mind. It is just in my nature to talk to someone more then ten years older then me. I guess you could say it is my working habits.

Michael chuckled. “Working habits huh? She must be hiding something from me.” He thought to himself.

Michael58: I will see you there then?
Princess70: Yes, around where we should meet?
Michael58: By the fountain.
Princess70: Time?
Michael58: An hour after the benefit starts.
Princess70: I will see you there then.
Michael58: You sure will.
Princess70: I have to go.
Michael58: Alright bye.
Princess70: Byes.

Princess70 logged off.

Michael smiled. “Well I can't wait to meet her in person. I wonder if she is the same as she is online.”

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Malaya got up from her desk and went to her closet. She pulled the outfit that she was going to be wearing at the benefit. She quickly got changed and strapped a pair of her black high heels on. She put a diamond bracelet around her wrist and a pair of diamond earrings. She came out of her room and walked down into the main lobby of the house. She met up with both of her parents and her two younger siblings. “Shane?”

“Yes?” He asked looking up from his black dress shoes.

“Can I speak to you privately.”

“Sure.”

The twins walked away from their parents and sister.

“What did you want to know?”

“I wanted to know if you could detract mom and dad for a while at the benefit?”

“Why?”

“I am going to be meeting someone there.”

“Oh who?”

“Michael.”

“Michael who?”

“We never told each other our last names. I didn't want him to flip to find out that our father is a wrestling tycoon.”

“True. Sure I can do that.”

“Thank you so much Shane you are the best.” She said pulling him into a hug.

“You are welcome you just be careful.”

“I will.”

“Good now lets go we have a Music Benefit to go to.” He said grabbing onto her arm and dragging her towards their parents.

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Music Benefit Los Angeles California

The press was there announcing people that come into the Music Benefit.

“Here comes Mr. Vincent Kennedy McMahon with his wife Linda and children Malaya, Shane, and Stephanie. Miss Malaya McMahon what do you plan on seeing from this event.”

Malaya looked at the reporter. “People helping children. That is all.” She said following her family inside of the building.

“You shouldn't have spoke to the press Malaya.” Said Vince looking at her.

“It isn't like you were going to talk to them. Why the hell shouldn't I talk to them.”

“Well, next time don't talk to them.”

“Fine.”

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Michael Jackson had just arrived dressed in what he had told Malaya that he was going to be wearing at this event.

“Michel Jackson had just arrived. Mr. Jackson you are going to be meeting up with the McMahon family about a live visit from you in the near future what will you say to Mr. McMahon when he asks you to make an appearance on the WWF.”

“I will be more than happy to make an appearance on the WWF and I will be making an impact on the show. I will be glad to meet up with his children and talk things over. Now if you excuse me I have the McMahon's to meet up with.” He said walking away.

“There you have heard it from Michael Jackson himself. He might show up to one of the WWF events live.”

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Vince looked at his oldest daughter. “Malaya you seem a little out of it?”

Malaya looked at him. “I am not out of it daddy. I am just tired.”

“You are always tired.” Said Vince.

Malaya's blue eyes went dark. “You do work me to the bone.”

“Yeah but you do understand it is the best for you.”

Shane looked at Malaya. “Malaya... sis you should go and get something to drink you are looking a bit parched.”

[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.

[MJ's Queen of Pop]

Chapter 2: WE MEET AGAIN

Malaya had been busy working to the bone for the WWF making sure that everything was being run perfectly. Her mind was still very much up in the clouds. She couldn't stop thinking about Michael and talking to him at the Music Benefit that was just a few days before hand. Now it was Monday night and there was a live show in Los Angeles, California and she had to prepare herself to see Michael again. She was pacing back and forth in her office in the arena that they had given to her every time for the past two years as they booked the same arena in Los Angeles.

There was a knock on the door.

“Who is it?” She asked running her hands through her hair.

“It is me Steph.”

“Come on in Stephie.”

Stephanie came into the room. “Laya are you alright?”

“Huh? Yeah of course I am fine.”

“You don't seem like yourself.”

“Oh I am fine Stephie.”

“You seem so out of it.”

“Oh I am fine Stephanie don't push it.”

“Daddy seems to be have over working you.”

“He is.” Malaya said, taking a seat.

“Wow... you look tired. Are you happy that Mr. Jackson is coming?” She asked sitting on Malaya's desk.

“I suppose you could say that Stephie.” she said blushing.

“You are blushing. Do you have a crush on the King of Pop?”

“Me having a crush on the King of Pop is preposterous.”

“You lie.”

“No, I am just stating a fact.”

“You like him. If you didn't why would you be meeting up with him outside?” Stephanie said prodding into her sister's love life.

“The reason why I am meeting up with him is because he will surely get lost in this arena. We have things every where. You know that.”

Stephanie smiled. “You just don't want to tell me the real reason behind you meeting up with Mr. Jackson. You are afraid that I would tell daddy aren't you?”

“It isn't that Stephie. I don't know him that well.”
“You like him?”
Malaya let out a sigh. “I suppose I do like him.”

“Hey Laya... you have a message from a Michael58.”
Malaya's eyes shot to the computer and saw that Michael was online.

“Can I read what you guys are talking about please?”

“I guess. Just keep your mouth shut.” She said typing.

Michael58: Hello Malaya.
Princess70: Hello Michael.
Michael58: What have you been up to?
Princess70: Working.
Michael58: Working for daddy Vince?
Princess70: Lol very funny, but yes.
Michael58: Just wanted to get a smile on your face Malaya.

Malaya smiled.

“This Michael guy seems smitten with you.” said Stephanie.

“Stephie do you know who Michael58 is?”

Stephanie shook her head. “No. I don't.”

Michael58: Malaya are you still there?

“He is Michael Jackson.”

“You mean The Michael Jackson is talking to you on your computer through IM?”

Malaya nodded her head. “Yes. I met him through here.”

“Oh wow. Hey you better answer him.”

Malaya chuckled and typed.

Princess70: I am still here. Sorry about not getting back to you quickly like I have before.
Michael58: That is alright.
Princess70: Had to talk to my sister Stephie. She is sitting right beside me gaping.
Michael58: Lol why is she gaping?
Princess70: She just found out that you are The Michael Jackson the King of Pop.

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Michael chuckled. “That girl.” He thought as he typed out his next message.

Michael58: When did you want me to meet you at the arena?
Princess70: I am already here. I am taking care of some last minute business. Which is quite a lot. I want to make sure that this show takes off with out a hitch.
Michael58: Would you want me to come there and help you out?
Princess70: Michael you really don't have to.
Michael58: Please let me help. It is the least I can do since I am making a live appearance on the show tonight. Please let me help you. I want to make sure that this show also goes on with out a hitch.

Michael ran a hand through his curly black hair as he waited for her reply. A few moments had passed and she didn't reply back to him. “Maybe she is thinking. Or maybe she doesn't want my help.” He thought. He quickly typed up another message.

Michael58: I don't have to come if you don't want me to.
Princess70: I would love you to come on by.

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Malaya looked at Stephanie in shock. “I can't believe you sent that.”

Stephanie smiled. “You like him and don't say you don't. Come on Malaya you like him. You should just let him come to help.”

Michael58: I will be there shortly. I have to get ready. I will tell you when I am on my way there.

Malaya looked at the computer in even more shock. Michael Jackson was coming to the arena early to help her? She couldn't believe it. She quickly typed a message.

Princess70: What are you going to be wearing Michael?
Michael58: I will be wearing a white shirt and black slacks with a black glove and my fedora.

Malaya smiled. “Sounds like what he would normally do.”

“Malaya I am going to go alright. You have fun talking to Michael tonight. Oh and by the way I have an outfit in my office that you should wear tonight. So come with me.”

Malaya quickly wrote a message down.

Princess70: I have to go for a moment Michael. Stephanie wants me to go to her office.
Michael58: Alright.

Malaya got up and followed her sister.

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Michael smiled. “I wonder what she is going to be wearing tonight. I will find out soon enough. Hopefully she doesn't really mind me helping her out. I would like to get to know her a lot better then what I know of her now.” He thought as he slowly got dressed in his outfit. He just hoped that things with Malaya would go well. He whistled as he put the finishing touchs on his out fit. He hoped that they would talk awhile before the show as they worked together. Maybe just maybe something more would come from this meeting of the eldest McMahon daughter.

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Malaya went into her sister's office. “Ok where is this outfit at? Please don't let it be an outfit that is too skanky.”

Stephanie nodded her head. “Just give me a sec.” She said walking over to her closet. “I was thinking maybe since you liked Michael a while ago I thought it would be a good idea if we spiced up your outfit just a tad.”

“What is wrong with what I wear?” Malaya asked, kind of insulted by Stephanie.

“I don't mean to insult, but don't you see how much you are turning into mom?”

Malaya sighed. “But this is what I am use to wearing.”

“I know, but it is time to give it that singer style.”

Malaya's eyes went wide. “Singer style?”

“Yeah I guess you didn't know that I knew that you liked to become a singer before dad tore down your dreams of becoming a singing idol. Dad was always kind of an a**.” Stephanie said, with a shrug.

“You are eleven years old you shouldn't be cursing Stephie.”

“Well, it is true.”

Malaya let out a sigh. “I guess you are right.”

“Beside I am sure Michael would love to see you in something different then wearing a business suit like mom.”

Malaya nodded her head. “Ok. What color is it?”

“Well the top is red. I am sure daddy won't like it though.”

“Why would you say that?”

“Remember what the divas wear sis?”

“Yeah....”

“Well, lets just say it is on the order of that.”

“What?!”

“Don't yell at me. Geez. I am trying to help.” She said pulling out the red top. She also pulled out a pair of black pants that had buckles on it. She also pulled a short croped jacket that matched the pants. She walked over to her sister. “Here.”

“Are you sure Stephie?”

Stephanie nodded her head. “Yeah, besides I am sure that it will look good on you.”

Malaya smiled. “Thanks Stephie.”

“Well try it on sis. I want to see what you look like before Michael gets here.”

Malaya smiled and went to the bathroom in sister's office and changed her clothes. She came back out and looked rather embarassed. “I can't believe that you had one of these shirts.”

Stephanie smiled at her older sister. “I am sure Michael will love it. It will be a different you tonight. I thought it was time for a change and that is a good thing isn't it? I thought you would be a rock star by the time that you were 21 and you are only 17 now. Four years can change.”

Malaya smiled. “I know.”

“Now get back to your office and see if Michael is on his way.”

Malaya hugged Stephanie. “Thank you Stephie.”

“You are welcome. Go.”

Malaya walked back to her office.

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Michael got back in front of his computer and typed up a message.

Michael58: You there?

Michael leaned back in his chair and waited for the young McMahon girl to answer him.

Princess70: Yeah I am here. I just got back from my sister's office.
Michael58: How did that go?
Princess70: It went pretty good actually.
Michael58: That is good to hear. I wanted to let you know that I am getting ready to leave now to meet you there. Where will we meet at?
Princess70: Outside of the main lobby of the arena. Make sure that no one sees you alright. My father will be rather upset if he sees you here early. He would make a big deal out of it and ask me questions of why I didn't tell him that you were coming this early.
Michael58: Don't worry about it alright Malaya. I will tell him that I told you not to tell him.
Princess70: Alright.
Michael58: I will be there shortly.
Princess70: I can't wait.
Michael58: Bye.
Princess70: Byes.

Michael58 logged off.

[MJ's Queen of Pop]

Michael got up and grabbed his keys to his car. He walked out of his house and headed out to his car. He knew in his mind that this meeting with the eldest McMahon girl was going to be different then the last time. Maybe it would be less timid and she would be less shy and not blushing as much. But he really didn't know how he effected the young seventeen year old McMahon.

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There was a knock on the door.

Malaya looked up from her computer. “Who is it?”

“It is me Shane.”

“Come on in twin bro.”

Shane came into the room. “Hey... I saw you leave Stephanie's office dressed like that. Why are you dressed like that?”

“Well Stephanie said I needed a singer makeover.”

“Singer makeover? Why?”

“I am meeting up with Michael shortly.”

“You trying to impress him?”

“No, not really.”

“Malaya... I know he is your idol.”

“Shane... please don't tell daddy.”

“I won't. Please be careful.”

“I will be. I promise Shane.”

“When are you supposed to meet you with him?”

“Shortly. He will be here with in a half hour if I had to guess.”

“A half of an hour. I have to talk to him before you get the chance to talk to him alright.”

Malaya raised an eyebrow. “Um... ok what about.”

“It isn't important to you. It is the basic guy talk alright.”

“Ok...”

Shane left the room.

“What the heck was that all about? I am sure that Shane isn't going to tell Michael that I really wanted to be a singer and I am stuck doing this for the rest of my life unless I look in the mirror and change.” She thought to herself.

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Michael had arrived at the arena and saw Shane McMahon outside waiting for him. Michael parked his car and got out of it. He walked over to Shane. “Hello Mr. McMahon.”

“Call me Shane.”

“Shane. Um do you mind me asking why are you out here?”

“I am here to talk about my older sister Malaya.”

“Oh yes?”

“You know she idolizes you right?”

“She idolizes me?”

“Yes. She always has since you were part of the Jackson 5. Now listen to me Mr. Jackson she is my older sister I don't want you hurting her in any way. Seeing the fact that she sees you as her idol maybe you could get her to see that she doesn't really have to follow my father's footsteps in the WWF. Tell her that she could be an idol if she really wants to. She wants to be a singer, but my father has always brought her down so many notches in his career trying to make a name for himself.” Shane saw her coming out. “Now don't tell her I said anything about her singing. I will talk to you later Mr. Jackson.” With that being said, Shane left in a hurry.

Malaya came out of the arena. “Hello Michael.”

“Hello Malaya. My you look beautiful today.”

Malaya blushed. “Thank you Michael.”

“What made you dress like this?”

“My sister thought it would be a good idea for me to wear this.”

“Oh is this like a music makeover?”

“Music makeover?” Malaya laughed. “I suppose you can say that. Come on in Michael. I have a few things to take care of before the show begins tonight. I hope you enjoy it.”

“I am sure that I will Malaya.”

“Follow me.”

Michael began to follow her inside of the building. “Malaya I have a question for you.”

“Sure what is it Michael?”

“Why do this job? Didn't you dream of doing something else?”

“I guess the reason why I have this job is because of my father. Just because I am the eldest and could actually do something with this company I guess that is why that my father wanted me on board his crew.”

“What did you want to do when you were growing up?”

Malaya sighed. “It might be too late for my dream sadly.”

“Why would you say that?”

“Because I might not be able to do it.”

“What was it?”

Malaya ran her hand through her hair. “I wanted to be a singer.”

“A singer? Like me?”

“Yeah. You were my idol clear back when the Jackson five were formed and before you went out on your own to make a name all of your own. I still idolize you to this day.”

“Really? Have you ever thought about trying to sing?”

“No, not any more. Thanks to my father I guess I didn't think that it was really all that possible for me to actually go out and sing any more. I guess that really all I ever wanted to do was sing and be good at it. I wouldn't care if I couldn't get sleep because of having this job, but I can't sleep when I am working for my father.” She let out a sigh. “Sorry I am rambling.”

“It is alright. I am a good listener.”

Malaya looked at him. “Now I have a question for you.”

“What would that be?”

“Why are you still single. Sorry if it is a tad bit personal, but a hot guy like you should have a wife by now.”

“Well, I just haven't met the right girl yet. I am still looking for her as of right now. What about you? A girl like you should have a boyfriend.”

Malaya laughed. “No one will date me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Michael do you forget who my father is?”

“No, what does this have to do with your father?”

“Every guy friend that I have ever had he has scared them away in some way. I have no guy friends.” She let out a sigh. “The only guy friends that I have actually work for the company and that is it. Everyone else is scared of me because my father is such a mean man at times.”

“Wow he won't let you date?”

Malaya shook her head. “Nope. He doesn't want me with anyone. He is afraid that I would end up with the wrong person and they would try to steal the company away from him.” Malaya shrugged her shoulders. “I never really see that happening really.”

“What if you could date someone right now would you?”

“If I met the right person yes. Is that the same way with you?”

“Yes... I just hope that I find a girl that loves to sing and doesn't allow her father to push her around.”

“What if the girl has really no choice until she turns 18 then what would you say about that?”

“Then the girl has to have guts of steel to deal with a father like that.”

Malaya smiled.

“So what do you have to do that is so last minute?”

“Well, I have to make sure all of the wrestlers are here.”

“All of them?” Michael said in shock. Never once did he hear of someone making sure that everyone was there by themselves.

Malaya nodded her head. “It isn't really a job to me.”

“It's not?”

Malaya shook her head. “Nope, it is more like a hobby of mine. I am friends with almost all of the wrestlers. They treat me like their daughter that they never had.”

“Well I don't think that is really unheard of.” Michael said with a smile.

Malaya smiled back at him. “Come on. I hope I don't get you lost in this place.”

“Well I hope not.” Michael said laughing.

“Well, just in case.” She took a hold of his hand blushing some. “I will hold your hand so you don't lose me in these halls. I don't want you to go near the women's locker room.”

Michael laughed. “Ok.”

She walked to the men's locker rooms. She knocked on the door.

“Who is it brother?” Asked Hulk Hogan's voice.

Malaya laughed.

“Who was that?” Asked Michael.

“That was Hogan.” She shook her head. “Him and his personality get people cracking up back here.” She then took her attention to the question that Hogan had asked. “Hogan it's the boss's daughter. Are you all decent in there?”

“Yes we are Lalie.”

Malaya rolled her eyes. “Come on Michael.” She said opening the door.

Michael didn't have a choice, but to follow her into the men's locker room since she still had a hold of his hand.

“Hey Hogan.”

Hulk Hogan looked at Malaya. “What is with the change of clothes?”

“Stephie gave them to me.”

“Stephanie gave you that outfit? Huh didn't know she had it in her to give you something like that.” Hogan looked at Michael who was behind her. “Michael Jackson?”

“Yeah.”

He noticed that she was holding his hand. “Lalie you are holding his hand. Is there a reason why you are holding it?”

Malaya blushed. “Hogan...”

“Is there a reason why you are holding his hand? You like him or something?”

“Hogan if you want to keep your job you keep your big mouth shut. Daddy has no idea Michael is here just yet.”

“What do you mean your father doesn't know yet? Your old man will be so mad if you don't tell him.”

Malaya sighed. “It isn't the first time Hogan. You know that.” She said softly to him. “Hogan is everyone here?”

“As far as I know they are. Andre seems to be having a tad bit of trouble. He isn't feeling all that well.”

“Why is Andre here. He wasn't supposed to be here until next week.”

“Your dad wanted him to come and I guess they are putting him into the storyline somewhere.”

Malaya sighed. “Thanks for telling me that Hogan.”

“Anything for you sweetpea.”

“Well we should go.”

“Lalie I want to talk to you after the show is done.”

“Ok Hogan.”

“Good I will see you after the show.”

“See you then.” Malaya walked out of the men's locker room dragging Michael behind her. She looked over her shoulder. “I am sorry. I didn't mean to drag you out of there I just wanted to get out of there before s*it hit the fan back there. Hogan always is overprotective of me.”

“Is there a reason why he is?”

Malaya shrugged her shoulders. “There is many reason's why Hogan is protective of me. I just rather not say.”

[Katiee_1988]

GAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! I'm seriously hooked.

You write so well.

[MJ's Queen of Pop]

Originally Posted by Katiee_1988

GAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! I'm seriously hooked.

You write so well.

Thank you I am glad that you like it. I hope to get the next chapter up shortly. You are the first person on here to tell me that you like it.

[Katiee_1988]

Originally Posted by MJ's Queen of Pop

Thank you I am glad that you like it. I hope to get the next chapter up shortly. You are the first person on here to tell me that you like it.

I just wish other people would come in here and read it. If not replying then at least thanking.

I used to write fics but they were too rauncy (and to be honest not very good) to post.

[MJ's Queen of Pop]

Originally Posted by Katiee_1988

I just wish other people would come in here and read it. If not replying then at least thanking.

I used to write fics but they were too rauncy (and to be honest not very good) to post.

Rauncy? I don't think I know what that word means. Yeah I hope it gets more reviews and what not. I am posting this story on I think it is like three different sites and I have to change it around all of the time. I have to change the word around for on here so it isn't as much cursing and what not. *shrugs shoulders* But I think as of right now this is one of the best fan fictions I could ever write.

[Katiee_1988]

Originally Posted by MJ's Queen of Pop

Rauncy? I don't think I know what that word means. Yeah I hope it gets more reviews and what not. I am posting this story on I think it is like three different sites and I have to change it around all of the time. I have to change the word around for on here so it isn't as much cursing and what not. *shrugs shoulders* But I think as of right now this is one of the best fan fictions I could ever write.

Raunchy? Ummm.....NC-17 style....not with swearing just in sexual content.

[MJ's Queen of Pop]

Originally Posted by Katiee_1988

Raunchy? Ummm.....NC-17 style....not with swearing just in sexual content.

Ok I feel kind of stupid for not knowing that. I do write in that style, but I tend not to put it up on sites like this. I kind of wish they had an area for that, but sadly they don't at least I don't think. But I have ways around it just to make sure things like that when I try to write a NC-17 fic I take it down to at least the PG-13 level. Some people would know what I am talking about sadly.