21st may 1972
"So, this is the famous Graceland?" I ask Sarah, as we decided to come see what is happening in here and Sarah of course hopes we might a get glimpse of Elvis.
"Yep, this is it. Isn't it wonderful?" She gazes and peeks her head to try to see what is going on behind the gates.
"Well, i don't know. I mean the courtyard looks just like anybody's." I cross my arms.
It's fun to mess with her with my uninterested attitude.
"What did you expect? That he has a pools every corner of his yard." She scoffs.
"Yeah." I simply said. "This guy is so adored so of course my expectations gonna be high."
"Or...you're snob, maybe that European lifestyle is more destructive. What did your grandpa said about Elvis again?" She raises a playful little finger.
"He said that we young people are so irresponsible becaus of him."
I hear couple of girls laugh few feet away from us. Oh, those are definetely fangirls. Wearing their shortest skirt and tops to hoping that Elvis would notice them and probably start date one of them.
I look away from them back to Sarah and she is looking at something, i follow her and see writing in the brick.
"Oh my god." I roll my eyes and look away. I think i wanna barf.
Elvis, i love you so much. You are my life.
It says.
"Isn't it cute." Sarah asks in a sweet voice.
"Really." I roll my eyes and look other way to look what other people are doing.
"How can i get you more excited?" She asks.
"Maybe, you could pay me a good meal. Come on, let's go. I'm starving." I try to leave, but she grabs me by the arm.
"We are not going anywhere without getting at least a glimpse of Elvis." She says deadly serious but also in desperate.
"We've been in here..." i look at my wrist clock. "Almost 20 minutes."
"So? Honey, i once waited here with Kelsey and Caroline about... well, it doesn't matter. But i swear to you i will not leave until i see him."
She goes back to the gates and then tries to bounce them. Oh lord.
Other 3 girls follow her lead. I have to admit there are a lot of people. When Sarah suggested — or practically forced to come here i didn't expect there honestly be anyone.
Is this normal? sometimes i do feel like i've been raised practically in well.
But of course when a powerful person lives in the same place as you. You wanna get your hands onto him as much as possible.
We hear dog's barking as Sarah and now there is about 5 among with her bouncing and screaming Elvis to come.
They immediately stop and i turn around as we hear car driving and it's honking, i make way for it and there is one man in passenger seat who has, what i can make a red hair and beard. Next to him who drives the car looks a bit older and has brown hair. I can't make other two who is sitting in the backseat.
The car can't get through the gates as people try to hold the car to see if there is the person who they most want to see.
More people start to gather closer to the car but i stay remain, people go to the front of the car and basically latch themselves on to it, demanding Elvis.
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