That Boy

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I walked on to Forthlin Road, still smiling. I walked past number 20, where I'd be spending the night. I hid behind the fence and tried to look in the window but the curtains were shut. I wondered what Paul was thinking. I wonder if he's as excited as I am? As I got to the end of Forthlin Road, the events of yesterday began to repeat themselves. Apart from being knocked to the ground by the sassiest human being ever to grace this horrendous planet. Julia stood at the bus stop, of course looking as glamorous as ever.

"Sally!" It felt great to hear somebody use my proper name. 'Sal' reminded me of my dad and I didn't ever wanted to think of him. "Hey Julia!" We had a hug, exactly the same as yesterday.

"You look happy." Julia laughed as I playfully punched her in the arm.

"Can you blame me? I have a date with Paul McCartney tonight!"

Julia began clapping her hands.

"And I just had a strange chat with George."

Julia's smile disappeared. "What just now?"

I nodded.

"What happened?" Julia sat on the wall, as did I.

I told her all about this morning. About how I decided to walk through Strawberry Fields to calm myself. How I was so peaceful. How George appeared from nowhere. I told her about his strange questions. How hopeful he sounded when I said Paul and I weren't an item. About his jokes. About his boyish charm.

"Damn, Sally I don't know what to say." When Julia didn't know the answer, you could tell something was up. "Paul and George seem close. Maybe he just wants to know more about the girl his best friend likes." Julia shrugged.

I accepted her answer as it was the best possible explanation. I knew it probably wasn't the case, but I didn't want to think anything else. Until I had to stop, I planned to live in blissful ignorance with my head in the sand. The bus came around the corner and it seemed louder than yesterday. We both paid our fare and took our usual seat near the front. I couldn't see John or Paul. Maybe they decided to walk with George.

We got to college and John, Paul and George were nowhere to be seen. Julia and I walked over to their usual gathering spot which was empty. Julia was just as confused as I was. Our first class of the day was psychology, much to my delight. I loved psychology. I knew that when I left education I wanted to practice as a psychiatrist.

We walked into the class and to Julia and I's delight, Paul and George were sitting at the back. That didn't explain where John was though, I could see Julia was upset.

"Sally!" Paul got up from his seat and kissed my hand. Julia blushed at my side. "Hey, Julia."

All Julia could do was wave.

"Come, sit beside us!" There were two empty desks next to Paul and George at the back. Julia and I took them straight away, I sat next to Paul. Paul turned to me. "Are you still up for tonight Sally?" Paul seemed enthusiastic.

"Yeah definitely!" I smiled as did Paul.

"I'm looking forward to it." Paul was still smiling. Behind him, I could see George though. His glared at us, his eyes like daggers.

"Good morning class!" To everyone's delight, the small blonde lady who walked through the grotty doorway was our human biology teacher, Edith Miller.

Julia and I immediately smiled as Edith walked in. She was the only teacher we had so far who we actually liked.

"You're all probably thinking 'what's that human biology cow doing here'? Well guys, I'm more than just a pretty face." We laughed as Edith threw her folders and books on the table with one hard hit. "Okay guys, I'm going to hand you out your books for this unit. We're going to be studying sleep, dreams and disorders for this. The joys!" Edith said sarcastically.

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