Please Please Not Me ( The Beatles Fanfic)

Chapter 9: How little is the world

Chapter 9: How little is the world

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I follow the plans that they order me. It wasn't big thing, anyway. And for the record, its only one month. Meanwhile, I can explore the lands of this era called the 60s, since that's my wish since I had a memory( sarcasm).

The only people I know that has an obsession with time travel would be, of course, Lola, and my parents. I wish one of them would swap with me, so I could be right now in my bedroom, or anywhere but here.

Two weeks had past

" Two more weeks to go!" I mumble to myself. Even though I wasn't that excited to get back with the boys--except for John, and maybe George.

I got to the window and stared at the horizon.

The sixties is not that bad after all, if it wasn't for the lack of technology and good music, it would be awesome.

Eventually, after a time, you're get sick of being in the same place. I'm not the exception, I have come to abhor being doomed in this hotel room. The only times I get to get out of this is when I go to eat, downstairs... In the hotel restaurant... I've come to the conclusion that everything that enters has to go out, even though you don't want to.

I got my best cloth- if you could call it cloth- well... They aren't that bad, and head to the outside.

Everything was so fresh, the streets were fueled with people--and thats a compliment. I took a big fresh air and felt the breeze in my face.

" Aghh" I sigh

After having my special moment, I navigate the streets of this unknown era, just to land in a store where they had tv's in the outside. A lot of people were gather just to gaze at the "amazing" magic box.

I thought it would be cool, to look at this big dinosaurs. When I had a glance, I just saw the boys.

" We have rumors that you're dating Pattie Boyd, is that true?" A reporter ask George

" Well, yeah, she's lovely."

My heart broke in to two pieces. Why did I feel like this? I'm suppose to like John, since he likes me. And Pattie? Isn't that the girl I found out in the bar and that lffer me clothes and had my iPhone?! Its true what they say, the world is little, even in the 60s.

Oh well... I guess I will just scratch George's name in my love list...

I save me the time of being shame in front of the televisions and head to the hotel again, of course with directions.

"Two more weeks" I mumble to myself

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