All You Need Is Love

Meet Mimi

YEAR: 1958

"JOHN!"
"WHAT DO YE WANT MIMI?"
"YER LITTLE FRIEND IS HERE!"
"He's not my friend," John whispered to himself as he answered the door. "Hi Paul."
"Lennon." John showed Paul upstairs to his room. Paul took out his guitar and started showing John how to hold it properly and how to play. Since Paul was left handed it was easier for John to follow along; Paul was like a mirror. Apparently the boys were being too loud so Mimi told them to go downstairs.
"Sorry Mimi," John uttered.
"Oh thank you," Paul didn't want to seem rude so he just said this, "it's much better acoustically." Mimi shut the door on the two boys. Now they were sitting on an enclosed patio, which was great acoustically, according to Paul.
"So mums okay with little Paul becomin Elvis?"
"Oh she would have loved it."
"Where is she now?"
"Oh we'll she...she sort of died." John raised a brow.
"What?"
"Yeah, it happened last year."
"Oh Paul, Im-" Paul cut him off.
"Don't, its fine." John nodded and Paul kept teaching him how to play. This went on for hours, eventually John knew all the cords so Paul could go home.

"MICHELLE!!! PHONE!"
"COMING!"
"Who is this?" Jude asked.
"Its-" Jude cut him off.
"OH MY GOD PAUL HI!"
"ITS PAUL! GIVE ME THE PHONE!" I ran downstairs and took the phone from Jude. "Hey Paul."
"Hey."
"So what's up?" Why are ye callin me at this hour?"
"Guess what?"
"What?"
"Guess!"
"No just tell me!"
"Nope, guess."
"If ye make me guess I'm breakin up with ye." As he stopped laughing I started.
"So anyway, I'm officially in The Quarrymen!"
I let out a gasp, "Congratulations Paulie!"
"Our first gig is next Friday!"
"Oh Paul I'm so excited for ye!"
"MICHELLE GET OFF THE PHONE! MUMS PULLIN IN THE DRIVEWAY!" Jude shouted from the kitchen.
"Oh my god, Paul, I 'ave to go or me mum will kill me."
"I understand love. Talk to ye tomorrow."
"Bye." I hung up the phone and ran upstairs before my mum opened the door.
Jude followed me up into my room and we began talking about random stuff. Mum walked in, drunk of course.
"WHY ARE YE TWO STILL UP?"
"Mum-" She cut Jude off.
"SHUT UP!" Mum gave Jude a backhanded slap. Jude collapsed on the floor.
"JUDE!"
"DON'T GO NEAR HER!" I sat back down on my bed. "Jude, go to yer own room!" Jude struggled to stand up. She hasn't grown immune to mums slaps yet. Mum walked out and stumbled into her room; as soon as I heard her face hit the floor I helped Jude off the floor. Her cheek was bleeding, even I've never been slapped so hard.
"Oh my god Jude! Are ye alright?" Jude was crying. I sat next to her and started rubbing her shoulder. "Be right back."
I ran downstairs and dialed a number into the phone. "Hey, I know it's late but can ye come over?" I waited for a response. "OK great! Come through the window...10 minutes, alright, see ye then." I hung up then ran back upstairs. "Shhh, it'll be alright, come on."

I brought Jude into the bathroom and cleaned up the blood from her face then we heard a knock on the bathroom window.

"GEORGE!" Jude broke away from my grip and ran to George. She gave him a big hug and refused to let go; finally he peeled her off of him.
"Oh my god! Yer face! Who did this to ye?"
"Our mum," I replied.
"Oh my god! Are ye alright?"
"I'll be fine. Thank ye."
"You know I'd do anythin for you love," He smiled and you could see his fangs.
"I'm goin to bed. See ye tomorrow Joj. Night Jude."
"Night!" They spoke in unision. I walked to my room and went to bed.

The next morning I went to Jude's room to see how she was doing. When I walked in George was wrapped around Jude. They were so cute snuggling together on her bed. I'm so glad she's happy. I walked over to the bed and woke them up.

"OH MY GOD! MICHELLE IM SO SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN -"
"George its fine, you two are cute together. Anyway mum left for work about an hour ago. Do ye guys wanna go out for breakfast?" They nodded and got out of bed. George walked out so Jude could get dressed, he was so kind and respectful. I walked out with George and we went downstairs. George sat on the living room couch and I went to the phone.

"Ello?"
"Mornin Paulie, Jude, Joj, and I are going out for some breakfast, would ye like to join?"
"Yeah, I could go for some breaky." I let out a chuckle. "I'll be at your in a few."
"Bye!"
"Bye love." I hung up the phone and walked to the couch.
"Is Paul comin?"
"Yeah he is."
"Cool."
"Why do ye ask?"
"I would just feel bad if you 'ad to be alone while Jude and I are all over each other."
"Well that's nice of ye," he flashed me a smile.  Then I heard a knock at the door.

"Hey Paulie!" I kissed him on the cheek.
"Hey! We ready to go?"
"Just waitin on Jude. JUDE HURRY UP!"
"I'M COMIN, STOP YELLIN!" She got to the bottom of the stairs and I saw her outfit.
"What are ye wearin?"
"Ye don't like it?"
"I think your beautiful all the time, ye know that, but its just not you."
"I told ye he wouldn't like ye wearin my clothes."
"I can change if ye want."
"PLEASE!" I yelled.
"Fine! I'll be right back." She came back in a few minutes in one of her pencil skirts and blouses. "Okay I'm ready now." We walked out; we went to the diner Paul and I always go to. A waitress saw us walk in and immediately brought over 4 cups of tea.
"Why does she always do that?" I asked Paul.
"Do what?"
"Whenever yer here, she immediately brings ye a cup of tea."
"I come here a lot...she must know what I want by now," he smiled at me. "Her name is Jane...we're good friends." Jane was beautiful, she had long red hair, sort of curly, she was thin, and a lot prettier than me.
"Paul..."
"Yeah love?"
"Why are ye with me, when ye can be with someone like her?"
"Michelle, nows not the place to be talking about this."
"Yeah, yer right."
"What are ye two whispern about?" Jude budded into the conversation.
"Nothing Jude," I looked over to Paul, "nothing."