Don't Get Bored, Ringo

Chapter 3: Winston?

After I'd finished changing, me and Rose head out of the house and onto the pavement. She was looking through her notebook, trying to look for the whereabouts of the guys. She finds John first. "Aha!" She exclaims. "Apparently, Mr. Lennon is at a café right now. And it's not very far too." I jump a little with glee. "What are we waiting for? Let's get John!" We head to the café he's at, quickening our pace a little.

We enter the silent place, hearing only silent whispers among the people. I see John sitting by himself near the window, doing something in a small notebook. I walk up to him and politely ask if me and Rose can sit, and he says a quiet "Yes", continuing to drawing in the notebook. "Oi, John." I say and tap his shoulder. He looks up, wearing his Buddy Holly-like glasses. He shuts his notebook and smiles at us. "Um, John's my middle name. Call me Winston." He puts his hand out. As confused as I am, it would be rude not to shake his hand. "I'm Richard Starkey. Call me Ringo." "Ringo, eh? Odd nickname."

"Right. Now, into business. John- can I call you John?" He nods. "Can you play guitar?" He nods again. "It's only a hobby though." I smile hugely. "Great! Now how would you like to be in a band, with me as the drummer?" He looks very surprised at this. "Um, I only just met you. And, how did you even know my name?!" I try to calm him, which makes him a little more worried. "John! Calm down. Can we talk somewhere else, please? Somewhere more private?" He breathes in and out and then nods. "Yes, I-I would like an explanation. There's a park nearby, not a lot of people are there today."

We leave the café and walk to the park in silence. We get to the park and sit on one of the benches. "This is going to be hard to believe, but, I'm from another world." I say to him. He looks at me and laughs. "Very funny, Ringo." He notices the serious look on my face and stops. "No, you...you can't be." "Well, I am. I'm from a world wherein you, me, and two other guys are in a worldwide famous band. For some reason, I got transported here. And the only way to get back is to play one gig with you guys. So, please, please, believe me." He runs a hand through his hair and nods. John's always the one to believe strange stories. "As hard as it is for most people to believe, I'll do it. Now, let's go look for the other boys shall we?"