Jax

*Jax was completely baffled by your sudden outburst of singing. He just stared at you for a few seconds before he finally spoke* Um... okay... I guess you're a big fan of Michael Jackson?

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene I said, "Don't mind, but what do you mean, I am the one Who will dance on the floor in the round?" She said I am the one Who will dance on the floor in the round She told me her name was Billie Jean as she caused a scene Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of bein' the one Who will dance on the floor in the round People always told me, "Be careful of what you do Don't go around breakin' young girls' hearts" (hee-hee) And mother always told me, "Be careful of who you love And be careful of what you do (oh-oh) 'Cause the lie becomes the truth" (oh-oh), hey-ey Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one (oh, baby) But the kid is not my son (hoo) She says I am the one (oh, baby) But the kid is not my son (hee-hee-hee, no-no, hee-hee-hee, hoo) For forty days and for forty nights, law was on her side But who can stand when she's in demand? Her schemes and plans 'Cause we danced on the floor in the round (hee) So take my strong advice Just remember to always think twice (Do think twice) do think twice (ah-hoo) She told my baby we'd danced 'til three, then she looked at me Then showed a photo of a baby cryin', his eyes were like mine (oh, no) Go and dance on the floor in the round, baby (ooh, hee-hee-hee) People always told me, "Be careful of what you do And don't go around breakin' young girls' hearts" (don't break no hearts, hee-hee) But she came and stood right by me Just the smell of sweet perfume This happened much too soon She called me to her room, hey-ey Billie Jean is not my lover (hoo) She's just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son No-no-no, no-no, no-no-no (hoo) Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one (oh, baby) But the kid is not my son (no, no) She says I am the one (oh, baby) But the kid is not my son (no, hee-hee-ho, hee-hee-hee) Hee, hoo She says I am the one But the kid is not my son (no-no-no, hoo, oh) Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one (you know what you did to me, baby) But the kid is not my son No-no-no (no-no-no, ah), no-no-no-no (no-no-no) She says I am the one (no) But the kid is not my son (no-no-no-no) She says I am the one (you know what you did) She says he is my son (breakin' my heart, babe) She says I am the one Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover (don't call me Billie Jean, hoo) Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not- (hee)

*raise an eyebrow, leaning against the doorframe* 'just' what? You've been MIA all day. *taps foot impatiently*