S E V E N-- (TEEN!!)

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They all seemed nice enough but also a bit mischievous. They made there way over I didn't know cause my back was turned. I was too busy trying to breathe to see them approach.

The one from earlier tapped my shoulder.

I turned to face them.

"Hello there I'm John Lennon and this guy to my left is me mate James." John said introducing the boy next to him.

"It's Paul, Johnathan." Paul said in a mock offended tone.

"Whatever you say James." John said batting his eyes at Paul.

Paul just rolled his eyes.

"Nice to meet you both." I said trying to stifle my laughter at their banter.

"And the guy on me right is our friend George Harrison and at George's right that's our other pal Richard Starkey." John said with a smile.

"Nice to meet you too George and Rich--" I began but was cut off.

"I prefer Ringo, please." Ringo said making a face at his real name being said.

"Alright Ring-o." John replied while playfully rolled his eyes.

"Why Ringo?" I asked in a mock curious tone.

I know why but come on how often do you get to ask one of your favourite musicians how they got their stage names?

"Cause of these." He said holding up his hands to show his rings.

I danced a little on the inside from sheer happiness.

"Nice to meet you Ringo." I said with a smile.

Ringo smiled back.

"But I like Ritchie?" George asked snickering.

Ringo groaned frustratedly.

"You know we're just bustin' yer balls, Rings." George continued.

I patted Ringo's shoulder.

"I understand completely I hate my birth name too." I said making a face matching Ringo's.

"What might your name be then love?" George asked.

"Josephine Breighton." I said like it left a bad taste in my mouth.

"What a pretty name." Paul said.

"Please refrain from using it I'd like to be called Josie." I said.

"You got it babe." Said Paul with a wink.

"Well Josie, it was nice meeting you hope to see you around later." John said as the four boys walked down the hall way. I got to meet The Beatles! If I was alone I'd probably lose it right now.

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