Dreaming of a Sunrise

Chapter 5

My parents and I finished unpacking late that night. I woke up the next morning still having some jet lag but I didn't mind it much. I yawned and looked out the big window facing the backyard. It was sunny and empty. Nothing special.

I got up and put on something decent. I was trying to fit in after all, might as well make the best effort possible. I put on a pair of dark jeans with a red cardigan and a white tank top. I slipped on socks and a white scarf and grabbed my favorite pair of black boots. Perfect. I added a little masacara and eyeshadow that made my eyes pop. I sighed and threw my long dirty blond hair into a side braid and headed downstairs. My parents weren't awake yet so I left a note that I was going to go and look around town.

I headed off down our street and saw a group of teds with a group of girls. I thought to myself: maybe they are just players. Whatever. I kept going and found myself in an old record shop across the street from a coffee shop. I went straight to the back, looking at Elvis, Buddy Holly, Chuck Berry, Johnny Cash- all the good ones. I started with Elvis because one of his records broke in the moving van. A stranger bumped into me and I looked up giving him a dirty look.

That look quickly faded away. It was Paul from next door.

"Oh erhm, sorry miss." He smiled a sweet smile and when he noticed what records I was looking at, it grew. "Are you a fan of Elvis love?"

I blushed a little and nodded smiling too. Here we go, "yeah actually I'm a big fan. We just moved here and my record broke so I'm trying to find it again."

He nodded and pulled out The Sun Sessions, the album I needed. I chuckled, "hey thats the one I need actually."

Paul chuckled too and handed it playfully over to me, "there yah go then! I have this one anyway, whats your favorite song? Mine's I Love You Because."

I grinned and blushed observing his bright hazel eyes, "funny you should say that, I love that one too."

His eyes searched mine slowly, like I was forgien to him. He shook his head and squinted them together.

"What?" I smiled and smirked.

"Are you uhm-" he paused and looked down blushing a little. "Are you Allison Berkley?"

How did he know who I was?

I nodded and smiled small, "how do you know who I am?"

He looked back up and giggled, "you have your fathers eyes dear. I met him yesterday, I live in the house next to yours."

I nodded like I had absolutley no idea. "Really? Thats awesome!" I chuckled and extended my hand, "I'm Allison, but you can call me Ale. You spell it A-l-e like the drink."

He grinned and took mine in his, "nice to meet you Ale" he smirked, "I'm James actually, but you can call me Paul."

We shook hands and another ted came over. His features were rougher than Pauls' were. He had small brown eyes that looked at me curiously and thin lips that opened, "oye Paul aren't you gonna introduce me?"

I smiled and chuckled, "hi I'm Allison, call me Ale. A-l-e." He gave me a smirk and bumped Paul's elbow. "I'm John, John Lennon. His best mate!" Paul rolled his eyes and bumped him back, "whatever you say John."

John Lennon. His name had a nice ring to it. I giggled, "its nice to meet you John."

He looked at me strange, "you're not from around here are yah?"

I shook my head no, "Michgian actually, its uhm in the United States. I just moved here with my parents."

He nodded and exchanged glances with Paul before looking back at me. I hadn't even noticed that Paul was fixed on me. I started blushing and I moved the record in my hand, "I better go pay for this."

I smiled at the two of them and started walking to the cashier. "Just this one please." She gave me a strange look and handed it back to me quickly, "here."

I smiled a little and took it just as quickly as she gave it to me, "thanks.."

I turned around to see Paul and John standing right behind me. I chuckled and raised an eyebrow, "are you following me now?"

I watched their face expressions change from cheery to confused. I laughed and shook my head, "I'm only kidding! C'mon then I was looking around town anyway, maybe" I looked at Paul sweetley, "you two could show me around?"

They nodded and we walked out. I said quietly to Paul, "that lady was sort of rude."

He smiled and nodded, "yah see love, us Brits don't like" he put quotes up, "forigeners. But you seem alright to me." I smiled a little and watched John run off to two other teds. What am I getting myself into? I giggled at him and noticed that one had a guitar around his torso. My eyes lit up and I looked up at Paul, "are you guys in a band or something?"

He smiled and pointed at the two, "the one on the left is Ringo. His real names Richard but because he wears so many bloody rings he earned the nickname Ringo." I chuckled and nodded, "He plays the drums and is very good at it." He moved his finger to the right, "thats George. He plays lead guitar and is a year younger than me. Johns a year older and plays guitar too. As for me," he smirked, "I play the bass."

We reached them and John laughed with George and Ringo, "everyone, meet Allison. Her names Ale actually I'm sorry" he pretended to be scared of me and I giggled, "hi there."

I moved a little closer to Paul and I smiled at them and then him. He smiled right back.

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