Lucy In The Sky

Oh! Darling

LUCY'S P.O.V

I sat alone on the bus on the way back home from school and I must have looked like a complete idiot because I was smiling to myself the entire journey! I reached into my pocket to pull out the pen John had used earlier, and I was fiddling with it all the way until my stop. Just the fact that he had touched the pen made me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

When the bus came to a halt at Penny Lane I jumped off the bus and skipped down the road until I got home. 

"Lucy, is that you sweetie?" my mother called as I came through the front door. 

"Yes it is, Mummy!" I called. I quickly ran to my room and chucked my bag on the floor, I found her sat in the living room, knitting whilst listening to Beethoven on the radio.

"Good first day back at school? How's Victoria?" she asked.

"Vicky wasn't at school today, but it was great! Paul kept me company! And ohhh mother, I spoke to a boy! He invited me for coffee later, oh please can I go?" I pleaded. My mother was like a close friend of mine, I'd tell her absolutely everything and we'd always have a good time together, I loved her dearly.

"Oh! Darling! A boy! Who is this boy then? That's unlike Vicky to be off, I am glad Paul looked after you." she said with a serious tone.

"His name is John. John Lennon, he writes poetry and paints pictures, just like me! Oh, he is downright gorgeous too, by the way! Pleaaaase can I go? It's at 6 o'clock at the Casbah, I can eat dinner before I go and I promise I will be home before 9!" I put my hands together and gave mother my 'puppy dog' eyes.

Mother then gave me the short lecture of boys that I am sure every girl gets when they go on their first date. 'A boy? Is he safe? Who is this lad? Do I know his parents? They're only trouble. He'd better not hurt you!' Etc, etc. 

"I am sure he's safe, Mother!" I lied. What I had said began to dwell on me, frighten me in fact. John is known for being a player, getting hold of any poor girl he could pull and fingering her behind a tree or whatever. I didn't want to be one of these girls, but I decided to banish these thoughts. 'I'm different to them', I reminded myself. 

Truthfully, I tried to describe John in the least teddy boy way as possible. She had nothing against teddy boy's, as she knew how lovely Paul was, but she also knew how a lot of them can be trouble. Although, I don't think she was worrying too much about John being a teddy boy, because she knew I wasn't usually attracted to them. But suddenly, I was starting to worry. Paul had warned me about teddy boys, they think they can do what they like to girls like me! They can also be very cruel at times, as I have already experienced with John. Suddenly all my doubts and worries started to fly into my head.

Mother said I can go as long as I eat dinner before hand and promise to be extra well behaved, I actually think she was happy for me! I ran up to her and gave her the biggest hug in the world.

"Thank you Mummy! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She stroked me on my back. I instantly ran to the phone so I could call Vicky.

Vicky told me she wasn't at school today because their car broke down on the way home from Birmingham on Sunday and that she was very, very sorry. I told her everything about John and she seemed so shocked, because we always discussed how much we didn't like him- but as soon as I told her about his mother passing away and the poems he writes, she seemed okay about it and she said she was happy for me. We spoke for hours about our Christmas holidays, presents, family and about a boy Vicky met in Birmingham. Apparently they instantly fell in love with each other.

I really missed speaking to Vicky, she's the only girl at school who I could really get along with and speaking to her on the phone made me realise how much I missed her company. She would always be there for me and would always support my decisions, despite how stupid they were, she was oh so funny too! 

'Oh my goodness! It is half past four!' I thought. I only had an hour and a half until I was meant to meet John! I still had to eat supper, have a shower and get changed! I knew I would take ages getting prepared, so I quickly said good bye to Vicky and went through to the kitchen. Perfect timing. Mother was laying out plates on the dinner table, once she dished out the supper I quickly scoffed all the cottage pie she had served me.

'Quiiiiiick' I thought. I don't want to be late for my first date!

JOHNS P.O.V

"John Lennon. Do not speak to me like that." Mimi sternly bellowed at me. 

I can't deal with any of her shit any more! She doesn't let me do anything, before Mum and Uncle George died she wasn't as strict about everything. It's a fucking piss take!

"FUCK OFF, MIMI!" I screamed as I strode through the hall, up the stairs to my room.

"John Winston Lennon, get down here!" I heard her yell. She's havin' a fucking laugh if she thinks I am coming down. 

As usual, in my times of trouble, I just got out my note pad and started to write.

Lucy. She's all I can think about, ain't she gorgeous! Big beautiful eyes, I bet ye could fit the sun in 'em they're so big n so pretty, I reckon! They sure shine like they've got the sun in 'em anyway!

'Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes' I scribbled into my notepad. That ain't too shabby!

Then suddenly, I found myself drawing her.

I captured everything in my sketch; her long hair flowing over her pronounced cheekbones, her constellation of freckles flicked over her cheeks and of course her piercing blue eyes!

I looked up at the clock that hung crooked on the wall above my desk; 5:50.

FUCK! I was meant to meet Lucy in 10 minutes and it took at least 15 minutes to get to the Casbah from Mendips, not forgetting I need to redo my hair and sneak out of the house without Mimi seeing...

Fuck it, at least I get to see her, I hope she likes me. I like her, lots.