Julia (Mclennon I guess?!)

Abandoned

The next morning John woke me up early so we could get packed for the airport. We were going to Seattle Washington for another concert. John got my clothes out for me to put on. It was a little gray skirt, stockings, and a beige shirt and my black Mary Janes. I changed quickly and John did too. We packed all our stuff and John helped me pack my little light green suit case. John put on my tan trench coat again and all four Beatles, Brian, James, and I walked out of the hotel to the cabs.

We drove about a half an hour to the airport with our private plane. Tons of people were there to wish us goodbye. We walked through the the crowd all the way to the plane. Screaming girls were waving at us as we walked up the plane stairs. John put me on his shoulder to get a better view. He put his hat on my head that fell over my face. I pushed it back up and waved. We walked into the plane. I helped John put his bag away and brought mine out. We sat down in the chairs and buckled up. So did the other Beatles including Brian and James. We took off a little bit after that. I was always afraid of flying but John said he would protect me. I held Johns hand as we flew into the air. James started crying, the little sissy. At least I don't cry.
The seat belt lights turned off so John and I unbuckled. I opened up my bag and took out a little kitten doll I brought along. I love cats. I named it Winston after johns middle name. I crept up to John and placed the small kitten on his head. He looked up and laughed. I jumped sideways on his lap on my stomach as he grabbed the kitten from his head. John put it on my head and started tickling my sides. I giggled and squirmed until the little cat fell on the floor.
"WINSTON!"I said, quickly picking him up and turning over on my back to look up at john.
"He fell!" I said in a worried voice. John smiled.
"I think he'll be alright." He said trying to console me. I started playing with Winston on my stomach while John read a book.
"Can I see daddy?" John brought the book down to me. It was his own poem book.
"This one again?" I said laughing. He wrote stories and poems for me. He really liked the book so he read it a lot.
"Why not?" John laughed.
"Good Dog Nigel?" I asked. He flipped to the page. It was one of his poems. He started to read out loud to me.

"Arf Arf, he goes a merry sight,
Our little hairy friend
Arf Arf, upon the lamppost bright
Arfing round the bend.
Nice dog! Goo boy,
Waggie tail and beg,
Clever Nigel, jump for joy
Because we are putting you to
Sleep at three of the clock, Nigel."

I smiled as he finished. John read a couple more poems and soon I fell asleep cuddling Winston. John picked me up and set me down in his chair. He got my pillow and blanket from my suitcase. He laid the pillow on the ground, then me. He laid the blanket over my body just reveling my head. He stroked my dark wavy hair and kissed my nose. I was extremely tired but a half hour later the plane seat belt lights came on. Everybody got seated since we would be landing soon. John picked me up and put my pillow and Winston back in my suit case.
"Julia luv? You have to wake up." John said stroking my face. I fluttered my long eyelashes open. He set me down in my chair and buckled me up. He also buckled up then held on to my suit case. I grabbed his hand as bumps started shaking the plane. We landed and could already hear the crowed cheering for us. John wrapped me around in my blanket and held me up right in his arm. John grabbed my bag and handed it to a man who would take care of it. We walked out of the plane. It was dark and cold. Almost eight o'clock. I shivered and John held me close. We walked quickly through the airport to the cabs which would drive us to the hotel. The hotel was about an hour away so I slept the whole ride. John left me in the cab with Brian as the Beatles brought all their luggage inside. John picked me up in one arm and grabbed my suit case with the other. John, Paul, James, and I had our own room. So Ringo and George went in a different one. John put me in my pajamas and laid me next to James. Why James? What the hell dad?
John crawled into bed with Paul and gave him several kisses on the lips, back, and neck. He hugged Paul close. He laid with him for a bit.
"I'm glad we had these two." John smiled.
"John, it just seems like you love Julia more than James. Then I have to take care of him." Paul frowned.
"Oh, well I guess I can fix that." John said sadly. John loved sleeping with me so this is what surprised me the most. John got up and picked me up. He set me down next to Paul and covered both of us up. I pretended to be asleep.  John looked down at me with sad eyes and he brushed his hand trough my hair. He kissed my cheek and walked over to James. He laid down and fell asleep. I felt like I had just been abandoned by my best friend, and I just was.