A day off (Beatle fan fiction)

Chapter 11

~•Chapter 11•~

John's P.O.V. (For you Lennon lovers!)

Before the Christmas hols, I wanted to have a party. So I phoned Paul, Jaz, George, and Stu over to help me write invites. I hear the doorbell ring, and I go answer it.

"Your slaves are here," Paul groans.

"Ah, Macca, I know you enjoy being me slave!" I tease.

I usher everyone into the house. Then I go to the kitchen, where  enormous piles of pens, envelopes, stamps, and paper awaits me.

"My fingers ache just looking at it!" Jaz complains.

"OK! Me and Stu'll fill out the paper! Macca an George'll fill out the envelopes. And Jaz, you'll put the stamps on an mail em," I direct.

"My mouth is gonna die! I won't be able to kiss cute guys now!" Jaz whines.

"We're cute now?" Paul asks.

"Suck it up Everrose," I tease.

We all sit and start working. After intense hours of labor, we finish. My mind hurts so much to even describe it, but I will. So 'Imagine' this:

Stu, George, Jaz, Macca, and me(Mr hot) are there. Me and Stuart are rapidly filling out info on paper. Macca and George are rushing to fill out addresses. Jaz is licking a million stamps and sticking them on the envelope. The clock reads 3:00. Five hours later... My fingers are cramping and Stu falls over. Macca has all kinds of paper cuts and George is slumped over the table. Jaz is trying to put band aids on her tongue. But GOOD NEWS!!! I have a huge stack of invites as tall as me! (not really) Ya! 1000 invites!!

George literally passed out! Then we all crashed on the couch. Call us bums, but we worked our arses off! Mimi came home round 8. She cleared the rest of them off. In tomorrow , I'll have the gearest party ever!

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I woke up at noon on the day of the party. I go take a shower, washing away the pain of writing from yesterday. I go put on some clean clothes  afterwards, then go downstairs. I put on a pot of tea. Then I make toast and spread tangerine marmalade on it. (A.N. did you get the pun? XD)  Then I blow up balloons and hang streamers to make it fun. The house looks fab! I'm putting ornaments on the Christmas tree, when I've gotta pee. I go to the logo, and as I'm walking back, a marvy plan forms in me head.I finish decorating. Then I lounge on the sofa, watching the telly. Then, round 6ish, I open bags of crisps, put out some dip, and pretzels. Then I peer out the window to look for Mimi's car. Seeing she's gone, I take out the beer. Then at 6:30, everyone starts coming.

"John!"

I turn around and see Paul.

"Ey, Macca!" I shout, then doing our special handshake.

I see Jaz walk over to us.

"Hey gorgeous," I croon, seeing her pretty dress.

Paul puts his arm around her and they kiss. I don't know why, but I feel a pang of jealousy.

"John, me an Jaz are dating," Paul says.

"Stating the obvious."

"Er, John, do you have beer here?" Jaz asks.

I grin stupidly and hand her one. "Yah, baby, I do! Let loose!"

Jaz looks at me, revoulted. She shoves the beer back at me.

"John! You're too young to drink!" she scolds.

Then George ambles over, a bird hanging onto his arm.

"Heeeyyy Joooohn! I'mmm havin' soooo much... FUUUUNNN!! YAAAYY!" George slurs, obviously drunk.

He takes the beer from me and opens it up, but Paul grabs it out of his hand.

"That's enough for you, Georgie," Paul says.

He puts the beer away, then goes to dance with Jaz. I sigh dramatically. I go over to me other friends.

"John!" Phil says,  "This is Allison!"

He pushes a girl forward. She has dirty blonde hair, and startling blue eyes. I smile, and take her hand.

"Want ta dance, love?" I ask.

"Sure!" she giggles.

So we spend the rest of the night dancing and talking. Soon, too soon, its midnight.

"ALL RIGHT EVERYONE, CLEAR OFF BEFORE THE COPPERS ARREST US ALL!" I bellow at the top of my lungs.

I say bye to Alison, and she gives me a kiss on the

cheek.

" I hope we can see each other soon,"she says solemnly.

"Definitely! Bye, love."

I find Paul and Jaz, who are leaving. I go say goodbye to them. Then someone falls in me.

"Oi, watch it!" I shout.

I turn to see who fell. George.

"Get up, you bum. I'm taking you home."

I eventually drag him to my car, and drive him home. Before I take him inside, I go around the side and get his gardening hose. I turn it on and spray icy water in his face.

"Sssphl!" he sputters, " What the hell, John?" he shouts.

"Um, you were drunk, mate."

"Oh. Bye, John."

"Bye."

This was a gear party. And maybe, just maybe, if I date Allison, I can get Jaz out of my head and be truly happy.

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A.N. So, whadda ya think? And I want to say thank you to my truly dedicated readers, even though this book has had so many flaws so many times. Things are 'getting better all the time' right? tysm!