Flaws | Starrison [✖️]

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^^^ looks like an emoticon
^^^ beatles in hamburg pre-ringo

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"Well," Paul spoke up. "Look at there."

George raised an eyebrow. "Well, look at there?"

"Well, look at there!" John said with a mouthful of chips.

"Young blood." Pete scoffed. "New kid in school."

"Aye, mighty pretty eyes, he got." John added, making Paul frown at him. "Pretty blue."

"Boo, you queer." George laughed, reaching over for another cancer stick.

"A bit short, isn't he?" Paul commented, looking at the lad clearly this time. "Big-nosed, too!"

"Hey..." Stu squinted his eyes. "Isn't he the---"

Stu was cut off the by the school bell ringing. With an exasperated groan, George slung his back over his shoulder and stubbed his ciggie with the heel of his shoe.

"He what, Stu?" John asked, fixing his leather jacket.

He shook his head. "Nevermind. Come on, Macca. Algebra class is next."

Paul gave him a teasing grin and nudged his shoulder.

"You only want to get early because of that Astrid bird that sits in the front!"

Stu's freckled cheeks turned pink. "Oh shut it, Mccartney!"

"Yeah right, Stuart." Pete chuckled. "Well, I'm off. I don't want mean Mr. Mustard to nag me to death."

John nodded, facing the youngest of the group. "Seeya at practice later, Geo."

"Be looking forward to it, Johnny." He replied before walking off to class.

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"Glad you could join us, Mr. Harrison." Ms. Ono quipped. She gestured to the seat at the back. George noticed that the "young blood" they saw earlier was sitting beside it.

Speak of the fucking devil.

George smirked. Looks like Biology won't be so boring after all.

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random question but-

pick one beatle to protect you and the other three will come after you~

*picks john*
*runs the hell away, dragging him*