By: Chloe G.
Every town has a concert occasionally. Especially my town, because my town really, really loves Michael Jackson (my best friend) and because this is his hometown. Although, something about this particular Michael Jackson concert was very mysterious. Like every concert, Michael would have his silver “Billie Jean” glove, but this time, he didn’t. There are rumors on the news that the glove went missing.
One day, I went to see if the rumors were true. With a crowd bigger then my house and my grandmother’s house combined, it was like chaos. As I was waiting in line to get my ticket, suddenly I heard, “oh no” coming from the other side of the ticket booth. Without thinking, I rushed past everyone to get backstage. As I got closer, I realized it was Michael’s voice.
“Michael, what’s wrong,” I yelled.
“Kaylee! Kaylee! I’m so glad you’re here! You’re not going to believe this, but my silver glove is missing,” Michael said as I came in.
“Your what? How?” I said in surprise. “You always…” Michael cut me off.
“I know, I know, Kaylee! But it’s gone and…” Just then, Michael’s manager Jon Stewart came in.
“Michael, are you ready?” Jon asked.
As soon as Jon came in, Michael froze. Before Michael could regain his thoughts and answer his question, I jumped in.
“Michael wants me to perform tonight,” I said. When I was finished, Jon looked at Michael questioningly, and then back at me as if he wanted me to continue so I did. “Michael has stage fright,” I continued. Then, it was Michael’s turn to look at me questioningly, but as if understanding where I was going with this, he looked back at Jon and nodded in agreement.
“It’s true Jon; I have stage fright I can’t do it,” Michael said.
As soon as Michael said that, everything thing was in “Go Mode”. I was being rushed off to the hair and makeup department, Jon was yelling and screaming.
“Michael’s not going to preform! Michael’s not going to preform!” Even Michael was in shock. While I was in the hair and makeup department, I got out my phone and texted Michael.
Kaylee: Find that glove and once you find it, come back here and tell Jon you want to do a duet with me.
Ten seconds later Michael texted back.
Michael: Okay, you’re going to do great just do that song you wrote for your boyfriend.
Kaylee: Ok, but please find that glove and hurry back.
As soon as Michael got the text from Kaylee, he was off. He ran out of the auditorium with Jon yelling and screaming after him.
“Michael come back! Michael come back!”
Michael wasn’t listening. He raced to the nearest airport and took an emergency flight out to Los Angeles, California to Neverland Ranch. Then, as he got there, he raced into the house searching and searching for his glove. It wasn’t in the living room, it wasn’t in his bedroom and it wasn’t by his piano. Just then, Michael thought, what was I doing before the concert? Then, Michael remembered he was at the Staples Center rehearsing for his show. As soon as Michael realized that he left his glove at the Staples Center, he remembered that Kaylee was there preforming in his place so he texted her.
Michael: Kaylee you won’t believe this, I left my glove at the Staples Center. Are you on stage yet? About 10 seconds later, Kaylee texted back.
Kaylee: No way!!! You left your glove here at the Staples Center? And no.
Michael: Yes. Now look, go behind the stage and you should see a silver briefcase. Open the briefcase up, and you should see my black “Billie Jean” hat and my silver “Billie Jean” glove. Don’t do anything until I get there, and tell Jon I’m on my way.
Kaylee: Ok Michael, but hurry, you don’t have much time before the show.
With that, I did what Michael directed and waited for him to return before the show started.
About an hour before the show started, Michael arrived.
“Michael where have you been?” Jon asked, relived to see Michael as he came running through the door.
“No time to explain, it’s time to get ready for the show,” Jon said, interrupting Michael in the middle of a sentence. With that, Michael raced backstage to get ready for the show.
When Michael came in, I Immediately ran up to him embracing him in a hug.
“Michael I’m so glad we found your glove,” I said as I hugged him. “I guess we solved the mystery of the missing “Billie Jean” glove.”
“Yeah, I guess we did. I guess we did, Kaylee,” Michael said with a giggle.