Chapter 10: What?!
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One and a half week had happen. I often cried wanting to get out of this horrible place called sixties. I haven't enjoyed my journey over here.
When I had swear that nothing else will happen in the next more days- till the boys come and pick me up of this misery to put me in another misery- a card came to my hotel door.
It said; "you should come to Washington, I'm sure it will entertaining. Here are the tickets."
My head was submerge with confusion. Why would they want me to go to Washington? And that's when the tv helped me with my confusion.
" How do you feel of The Beatles arriving to Washington?" Ask a reporter to the fan
" O my gosh! Awesome I wanna marry Paul."
The little irrelevant conversation the reporter and the fan held enlighten me. It was either John or George! Perhaps not George, he has a girlfriend-ugh- Pattie.
What can I do? They want me there for one reason.
In less than 30 seconds I was already packing the few stuff they had gave me ( some clothes and the essential things) and was heading to the bus station.
"Finally out of the boredom" I whisper to myself, just to get a lady's attention.
" You're going to see The Beatles, huh?"
" Ugh yea, isn't anybody?" I reply " I'm a friend of them"
" Yeah sure, thats what everyone says."
" I'm sorry, but I'm telling the truth"
" Yeah? whatever."
I managed to ignore her for the rest of the time. I had to also be in her place, who wouldn't doubt being friends of the one direction of this time?
After approximately six or so hours, I landed on Washington. And headed to were the center of attention was, The concert.
I only carried one single bag- bag-pack- and tried to see them arriving. I first saw Paul,of course, then Ringo was following and George too, and then I saw my boy, John. Within matter of time, I had a completely hd view of John, and next to him was a girl with blonde hair and a chubby face.
" who's her?" I ask a fan that was next to me
" That's Cynthia, his wife" she answer
My smile turn to a shock face. " What?!" I scream
" Yeah I know.. It sucks, oh well."
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