High on you

I Feel Fine

John looked down at the sad plate of food Mimi set down in front of him with distaste and disinterest. He stabbed his fork into it and watched Mimi fuss around the kitchen. "John? It seems there's no time better then now to talk about this-"

"I don't want to talk about it Mimi." John interrupted her with venom in his voice. Mimi wiped her hands down the loose apron at her waist and came closer to the table. "Do you even care?" He impulsively decided to add, throwing her completely off guard.

"Of course I care John! She was my sister. I loved her." Mimi eyed him with heat in her expression and a defensive tone of voice. "I'm aware that this is very hard for you. She loved you so much-"

"Then why didn't she keep me? Why'd she let me live with you?!" John interrupted her again, tears were now threatening to escape his fuzzy eyes. "She accepted me! She loved me and now she's-" John clamped his mouth shut when he realized that he wasn't going to be able to finish the sentence without a sob escaping. Mimi took a deep breath and clenched a hand towel that'd been resting on the table. Neither of them were sure what to do next. John was reluctant to even open his mouth again, afraid he just might start to cry.

"John. I know we have our differences but we both loved Julia very much." She reached out and grabbed Johns forearm soothingly. John swatted her hand away and gave her an icy stare. Before Mimi could start talking about the funeral plans, John had gotten up and took off upstairs. She watched him go and sighed deeply once more before collecting his untouched food.

John sat at the edge of his bed sucking in his tears and trying to collect himself. The light was reflecting warmly on his bed and he could hear the chirping of a few birds. He shot up and shut his curtains with much more force then he really needed and sat on his floor, digging through his bag. He didn't have much energy to roll himself something from his stash so he settled for a regular cig. He sat there, shaking slightly as he smoked and thought about the advice Julia had given him before.
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Paul was stacking his books in a neat pile in his locker and George was lazily watching him, bored out of his mind. His books were in pristine condition and looked as though they'd barely been touched. Outside it was beginning to rain and there was probably a storm in the forecast and they would probably be caught in it if Paul didn't hurry up. The school day had passed much like the last few, no sight of John. If George was honest, he was quite worried. "C'mon then you snail!" He heard Paul call from behind him all of the sudden.

He'd zoned off for long enough that Paul had already started walking down the hall. George rolled his eyes and ran after him. "Sure yer books are in just the right order?" He teased as they pushed the school doors open. Paul chuckled as they stepped into the misty air, the consistency making Pauls hair curl. George couldn't help but admire him as they walked the short distance to Pauls car. Carelessly, he threw his books in the backseat and hopped inside. Paul as always, took the time to try and get his radio working again but he again ended up with no look whatsoever and had to give up. And so Paul started pulling his car out of the lot. But before they could drive far, Ringo ran up to the side of the car.

"Hello lads, was just wondering if I could possibly get a ride? Just to get out of the rain quicker." He asked, out of breath and Paul chuckled.

"Sure sure, hop in." Paul cocked his head back and Ringo took the backseat. George turned in his own seat to look at him and gave him a small smile to greet him as Ringo gave Paul directions to his place. Just as Paul was pulling up to the curb outside of his home, George had reached his boiling point with the radio.

"If there's not going to be any music can we just turn the useless thing off?" He asked, annoyed as he once again tried to turn Pauls broken dial. Ringo chuckled from the backseat and leaned forward, between George and Pauls seats.