M.J. No, not Michael Jackson and no, I guess it wasn’t real love since I was in kindergarten. I had a crush on him for a few years and one day after school (I think I was in fourth or fifth grade at the time) while we were waiting for the bus he tried to get me to confess who I liked. I eventually said I liked him and he said he didn’t like me back. Oh well! Sooo happy we didn’t become a thing because once high school rolled around we were in completely different cliques.