The Way You Make Me Feel! [Michael Jackson]

Chapter 1, New Hopes! The year was 1987. One of the best years in the 80's. Music was hitting the charts with new songs and new artists. But none could compare or ever top Michael Jackson when his songs hit the radio. Every song he put out there soon became the new number one hit song. And this album would be no different from the rest for the King Of Pop. Michael was working on a new album called "Bad" with hits that was sure to get this generation up and dancing on their toes. He had completed "Thriller" now they were working on the video for "The Way You Make Me Feel" and he had a feeling this was going to be it song of his. The number one song that he would be famous for. He just had a feeling in his bones. Everything had to be perfect for this video. He had to have the right setting for his vision. He had to have the perfect girl to dance alongside with. His vision would be thrilling for his fans. He loved pleasing them. When they were pleased with him, he was pleased. He had yet to find the perfect girl for his video then Tatiana came along. He was going to be working with her. She was a vision of beauty. He thought she was perfect in every way. She was sort of shy like him. He could work with that though. He had to bring her out of her shell. He was meeting with the producers that afternoon about his dancers and his vision for the studio set there. ♥☆♥ "Michael, you have a phone call from Tatiana" someone speaks up. "Well, I am in a meeting tell her that I will call her back" Michael softly answers. "But sir, you really need to take this call it is important" warns the man. "Fine, give me a moment gentleman" Michael tells his producers as he gets up to take her phone call. He hated to keep people waiting it was rude. But this was important. "Tatiana, I look forward to working with you. How can I help you?" Michael answers the call. He suddenly heard Tatiana in tears. "I am sorry, I can't dance or be in the video Michael. You are going to have to find another girl" she woefully warns him. "What do you mean? Why?" he stammers feeling flabbergasted. "I was in a car with a friend, and we had a wreck. I broke my leg other then that I am fine. But it will take months before I am out of this cast. I am calling from the hospital. My friend is fine with minor bruises. But you are going to have to find someone else. I wanted to be in this. I was thrilled when you picked me. But I can't do it. I wish you all the best and I hope that your video tops the charts. I am sure it will that song sounded fantastic" Tatiana explains to him. "Tatiana I am so very deeply sorry that happened to you. But I understand. I hope that you will heal fast. Maybe in the future when you are better maybe another time you can star in another video of mine" offers Michael. "That is very kind of you Michael. Thank you I better go the doctor came in to check in on me. Good luck" Tatiana tells him before hanging up. ♥☆♥ Michael groans as he runs his fingers in his hair. She had been perfect for his video. The perfect girl and now they were out of a girl. They had to have a girl for his project, or the video would not be right. Nothing would work out. Now he had to go back to searching through dancers. More work. Just when he thought they were ready to create the video. "I have some bad news gentlemen, that was Tatiana on the phone. It seems she has been in a car wreck and broke her leg. She won't be able to be in the music video. I swear I am cursed" Michael chuckles softly. "I am glad the Thriller video is done and looks great. But I need a full album done before anything can come out to the public. We have to have more then one or two songs on this record. We have to find a girl for this. That is the vision" he complains to them. "Let's call it a day. I will figure something out" "Do you want us to get a calling out for girls to audition for you sir?" someone asks him. "Yes, we will set that up. I want to be there to pick out the dancer. After all this is my music my project my vision" he warns them. "No one is to pick out a dancer but me" he warns them sternly. "Yes sir" they were saying in reply. ♥☆♥ Michael gets up to leave. He had on black slacks and his bomber leather jacket over a black tee shirt. He was tired and wanted to go home. He grabs his sunglasses that were on the table there and places them on top of his head. He says goodbye to the men he was working with. As he got up to go his bodyguard followed close behind him. He always had to have a guard on hand. That was his life. "Michael" someone asks as he tugs on Michael's sleeve. "Yes?" Michael answers. "I have the perfect girl for your video" this fella tells him. "Do tell" Michael says as he crosses his arms to listen to the man. "She is my cousin, and she dances. Ballet tap you name it she has been studying it" the guy says. "she is lovely you will love her as much as you loved Tatiana" he vows. "Has she been in anything before? Music videos?" asks Michael. "No sir not yet she is hoping to get into this music industry though this would be her break" says the man. "What is your name sir?" Michael questions. "Robert sir, Robert Taylor" he tells Michael as he goes to shake his hand by extending his hand out to Michael. They shake hands. "Tell your cousin to come to auditions. I will let you know what day I am hosting them. Here is my card" Michael says as he hands the man a business card from his wallet. Then he places his wallet back in the back of his pants pocket. "We will be in touch from there" "Oh, thanks sir she will be thrilled" says Robert happily. "She has not gotten it, yet this is just a chance" warns Michael. "That is all she needs is a chance. You will see when you meet her, she will be perfect for your video" Robert promises him. ♥☆♥ Michael nods then heads out of the room. He hoped Robert was right. That when he saw this next batch of dancers the perfect girl was going to stand out the way Tatiana had to him. He had so much riding on his plate right now. He wanted to get this album done. Then he was going to have to go on tour next. Michael got in his limo. He had to rush in there because fans surrounded his car. Now he had to wait for the limo to pull out of there. The fans swarmed outside there. He had waved at them when he got in the limo. Cameras were flashing lights in his face as he had. Always in the public eye. Always being watched. No matter what he was doing. Michael could hear his name being screamed in the limo. Fans pounded their fist on the windows begging for him to open the door so they could have a chance to meet him. The windows were tinted so the fans could not see him inside there. He had a phone there in the limo and a bar. He turns on the radio to drown out the fans cries. Michael felt a headache come on. He sighs leaning back into the seat. Getting his seat belt on him. He listens to the jazz that played in the limo even though it played loud he still heard the fans cheering and crying for him. Would life ever slow down? He was wanting to find the perfect girl to start a family with one day. But he never had time for girls. He was to shy to talk to most of them. His brothers were always more out going with the ladies then he was. He hated the fact that he was utterly shy at times. Then when others met him, they saw he was not what they thought he might be. Michael knew one day the perfect girl would walk into his life at the perfect time of his life. And he was going to hold onto that hope. He had hope that this album was going to be a big hit and that it was going to top any other songs he had done in his past. He was a perfectionist. And it would not come out to the public until it was perfect. He would make sure of that. "Once I have the right girl it all will fall into place, I just need a good luck charm" Michael softly pep talks himself. The girl was out there. And he was going to find her. •♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•