With The Beatles

Take 3

JUDE's P.O.V.

Holy crabalocker fishwife, I can't focus in my classes! While my Physics teacher was teaching different quantum mechanics, here I was, thinking about the Beatles.

I mean, thinking about the Beatles in an ordinary class is normal. But the fact that I'm actually thinking about them being at my house is giving me butterflies. Not even Cedric can give me this feeling.

My, why is the whiteboard so blurry all of the sudden?

Our professor glanced at his watch and announced, "Okay, I guess that's all for today. Please don't forget your homeworks, everybody."

Phew, I thought I was about to pass out in there.

"You seemed to be spacing out today. What's with the panda eyes?" James' irritating voice suddenly came. He runs his fingers through his jet black hair before letting out a smile at me.

Wait, maybe that irritating man can hear me out. I mean, we're both Beatles fans. We talk about them all the time.

We got out of the classroom and headed to our next class at the other wing. I cleared my throat before speaking, "Have you ever wondered about time travelling?"

James touched the bridge of his glasses before replying, "I find it normal for people to think about that. Why?"

"Well, we always try to imagine what it feels like to travel in the past and meet the fab four. What it would look like in the 60's, how to keep up with everyone in that time."

"I get your point." James says, "But you know that little dream of ours to meet them would just remain a fantasy, right?"

"I know. But what if we can't travel to their time, but they travel in our time?" I actioned my hands as if I was a mere story-teller. I hope James doesn't see through my actions that I'm trying to hide something.

"That would be crazy!" He laughs. "It would make such controversy if they suddenly show up out of nowhere. Especially that John and George are already dead today."

I suddenly remembered Paul's question this morning if they're still alive today. It would be gruelling to suddenly tell them that two of them are deseased. Add up the fact that John's death is dramatically written in rock history.

"But if they time travelled at the right place, where no one tells the public that the Beatles are in the future, we can both think that they'll be safe."

I gave him a stern look, "So you suggest that whoever sees the Beatles today should... keep their mouths shut?"

"Err, yeah. It's going to be dangerous once authorities and the media finds out. Like I said, it'd create controversy. Mark David Chapman might get freed and kill the John who came from the past. If he kills the John who time travelled, then there will be no more John Lennon or the Beatles that'll ever exist in the 60's."

I swallowed the lump at my throat at his statement, "How did you ever thought of those stuff?" I acted as if I was amazed. I'm actually thankful he gave me the advice that I'm actually doing right now.

"Just some thoughts, really. You should listen to our quantum physics subject sometimes."

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Thank God it's Friday. It was such a tiring day at school, but I still have to go to work. Especially now that I have four more mouths to feed.

I smile at the thought. The Beatles had always made me happy despite anything. I don't mind over-working as long as I could sustain their needs while they stay here in the future.