Chapter 2

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~•Chapter 2•~

I wake up to the sound of screaming. What the heck? I think. You see, the town I live in is quiet, boring, and unexciting. I open my eyes and look around. Hey! My Harry Potter poster is gone! But then I remember the screaming. I peer out the window. The street is entirely different! Why, this doesn't look a bit like my town! It suspiciously looks like... oh. I get it. I'm dreaming. There's no way I could be in this city! I've never actually been here, but have seen enough photos of it. It's Liverpool, England. Probably just another one of my Beatles fantasies, like the many I've had before. I get up and put some clothes on. God! They're 50's style! Oh no! Liverpool... 50's... fantasy... Thanks Wattpad! I recently read a story about a girl who grew up with the Beatles. I go down some unfamiliar stairs.

"Oh, good! You're up!"

I look to see who just spoke with a strong Liverpudlian accent.

"Excuse me, but who are you?" I asked the woman.

"Oh, love! I know you just came here, but please quit that! Yer cousin Linda!"

I don't remember a Linda.

"Er, sorry. I'm just... disorientated," I lied, "Why am I here?"

" 'Cause yer parents died on a plane."

I become silent. Now I know this isn't a dream. I've never dreamt of mum dieing. Maybe my sister, but...

"Erm, today is the first day of school, Jaz! Better ready!" Linda said, trying to sound more upbeat.

Oh, that's right. My name is Jazmine, but I hate that name. I'm known as Jaz by everyone. I crunch on the toast that has been prepared for me. Then my 'cousin' gives me a backpack full of text books and school supplies. She walks me to the bus stop, said goodbye, and left. So I'll be going to Quarrybank Grammer School. Where Paul, George, and John (before he got expelled) went. I wonder if Paul or George ride this bus. As I'm waiting, other children come and wait. I get a good look at each one, until one is left. The boy has nice hazel eyes, like mine. The dark brown hair, baby face, adorable grin. It's Paul McCartney.

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A.N. OK, sorry the book was all screwy... remember I love every one of you! you guys inspired me and made this possible! luv ya! <3

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