"The way he came into the place i knew right then and there was something different about this guy.The way he moved,his hair,his face,his lines. Divinity in motion. As he stalked the room i could feel the aura of his presence. Every head turned,feeling passion and lust(okay,maybe it was only mine) The guys eyes were persuasive. That disguise i could not trust. The guy was bad. The guy could only be..." Before the thought took even più shape than it already had,i dismissed it. Like why would a person the likes of him be doing at the mall and in a multi-purpose store which could pass for a boutique,a hardware store,a caramelle shop,a bakery,or a restaurant,where a girl like me worked in the hopes of getting myself a car? Most of all,why would he take notice of me when my step sister whose been sharing my room for the past six years hardly knows i exist? For a minuto i felt so silly i could die! Good thing nobody read minds... But if no body read minds,why was everyone smiling at me?oh well,i thought to myself,after all didnt people always tell me i was pretty? I was about to turn away when i realised i had this awkward but warm,pleasant feeling i always had when i got a crush on someone. BUT WAIT! This was a one of kind awkward but warm pleasant feeling,becoz i couldnt sposta my legs;which meant my stomach was pulling a THE WAY te MAKE ME FEEL -which it was programmed to pull for only MJ.That was certainly him! My stomach neither lied nor made mistakes..and now panic set in,with a dash of that sinking feeling that accompanies impending eternal embarasment. He was making his way towards me....to be continued.