Your Guardian Angel

Okay,so,this is my first story,so don't be harsh 😕

...Even though I have the feeling it's going to be a good fan fiction.

Okay,so,this is Caroline.

Her family originates from Germany,but she lived in New York,and now she has settled in Los Angeles,where her family met Michael Jackson.Her mother are Michael's best friend.

You'll find out more about her later on this story.

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Chapter One:

May 1st,2001.

Written by:Miranda [mirandabailey]

I sat up on my bed and looked a picture of my mom.My dead mom.She died when I was two,my dad never had time for me,neither had time for Tyler,my older brother,seeing us,being alone all the time by an dead beat dad,made Michael's heart melt,so,he adopted us as his own.I have adopted him as a father also,I know he's not my dad,but creating a child doesn't necessarily makes of a man,a father,that's what I say about Charles,my real dad.But as for Tyler,it's harder for him,he was 10 when mom died,and he really doesn't like Charles,he's friends of Michael and all,but,he doesn't consider him his father.
"Caroline?"I heard my dad's soft voice coming from behind the door.

"Come in!"I shouted.

"Did you had a good night?"My dad asked,closing the door behind him.

"Could have gone better if Tyler hadn't got into trouble last night."I smirked.

"It's the 8th time in 5 months."Dad sighed,sitting on the table.

"Yeah."

"So,"daddy got up,cheerfully."breakfast's ready.Are you coming?"He asked."Sure."I got up and followed him to the kitchen,where I found my siblings,Michael's real children,Prince and Paris,eating cereal.

"Why didn't you waited for us?"Michael protested.

"Sorry daddy.But we were hungry!"Prince exclaimed.

"That's alright applehead,but try to control yourselves next time."Dad adverted.

"Okay daddy."They said in unison.

I sat next to dad,as we started eating.

"Is Tyler coming over today?"Paris asked,in her cute 3 year old way to talk.

"Maybe sweetheart.Maybe."I smiled.

"After your classes,could you read for us Caroline?"Prince asked.

"After my homeschooling,there comes your homeschooling."I stated.

"Aww.Could we miss it?"Prince begged.

"No way,you're going to have your classes Prince."Dad shot him a look.

"Are you going to the studios today?"I asked.

"yeah."he sighed.

After breakfast,dad went to the studio,and I got changed into my uniform.I have been homeschooled all my life.And I rather this way,paparazzi don't take pictures of me that way,neither dad want me to go to a normal school.he says he doesn't want teachers saying "Only because you're Michael Jackson's child,doesn't mean you'll be treated differently."Gosh!I don't want to be treated differently!All i want is being normal.

Anyways,after homeschooling,which ended 11:55AM,Tyler was there.

He had his eye purple because of the last night he had,which included,punchs in the eyes."Whats up?"I asked.

"Nothing much."he shrugged.

"Nice eye,huh?"I smirked.

"Very funny."he smirked back,we had the same smirk.

"Hey,look,I brought something to you."he said,opening his back pack.

Then,he showed me an orange book with 'dinosaurs'written in it.

"Mom would hit me in the head with this book until I read it."Tyler smiled.

I picked the book from his hand and ran through the pages."It's about dinosaurs,what I know you love."He said.

"yeah,thanks."

"You're welcome.Where's Prince and Paris?"He asked.

"Probably taking a bath."I replied.

"Let's make them a surprise."he said,running towards the bathroom they usually takes bath in.He took two minutes to open the door and storm inside.

"Tyler!"their amazed voice resounded all the bathroom.

Prince and Paris totally considered Tyler their brother,and they loved him.I stood on the door,watching the scene,Tyler were leant down,talking to the children,while Grace were smiling at them.

"What happened to your eye?"Prince asked."Oh,my eye?An evil boy hit me!"He said,enthusiastic.I rolled my eyes with a smile on.That's my brother!

"Okay,now,finnish your bath,we'll be waiting for you on the kitchen."Tyler said."Okay."Paris and Prince nodded.

We walked up to the kitchen where the chief were cooking lunch,it was almost ready."Can I call daddy?"I asked.

"Mmm.Sure."She smiled."Thanks."I ran to the nearest phone and dialed daddy's cell number.Minutes later and he answered."Hello?"

"Hey dad!"I smiled."Hey Carbear!"Dad's voice suddenly filled with happiness."So,are you coming for lunch?"I asked.

"yeah!"

"you better,because Tyler's here."I said."I'm definitatelly coming!"Dad said."Okay,we're waiting for you."I said."bye."he said."bye."then I hung up."he's coming!"i told Tyler."Good."Tyler nodded."Why don't you call him dad?"I asked.

Silence."Huh?"I insisted.

"Do you really want to talk about it?"