Your a girl named July and you love Elvis so much . One day you get so fed up with being in this year and you wish you would be born in the 1940s to see Elvis maybe even date him. You wake up and realize????
Elvis pov: Lori slapped me super hardly. I lost my balance and fell. She walks to her car and drives away. I touch my face it stinging. I start to sob. I suddenly hear camera clicks . I look up to see paparazzi taking photos of me crying.
Lori:pov: I drive away not caring about how Elvis felt but still feeling guilt. You know what. I'm becoming a singer. I can't deal with this. Yes I'm from the future but this was crazy .
I arrive at the Presley hotel putting my car keys down. I start to sing a song I literally wrote 25 minutes ago. When I'm done I drink some water and go to bed.
I wake up at 6:00a.m I get up and put on this
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I rush to do my hair and brush my teeth. I walk down stairs . The air had a smell of of pancakes. I all down stairs fully and smile at Gladys. Hello sugar she says I'm such a southern accent.
Hi I say still smiling. You hungry . Yes I am I giggle. Well sugar I hope you aren't mad but I heard you singing last night and so I called one of the record people and they want to Interview you to see if you can sing.
My jaw dropped in shock. Wh-at I stutter looking at Gladys In disbelief. I go to sit down still in disbelief. Gladys walks over and hands me my breakfast. Well anywho Elvis will be picking you up he says he has to tell you something .
I slam my hands on the table. I DONT WANT TO SEE ELVIS HE -. Hey mama I'm here to pick up Lori Elvis says smiling.
