Chapter 3
Missy POV
Even though I knew Liverpool quite well, because my grandmother would drag me around to proper tea shops, clothing stores, and ball dances, I was excited to finally explore it on my own with a real liverpuldian. Not to mention a pretty handsome drummer. As I got ready I heard knock at the door. butterflies formed in my stomach I knew it was him. I had a black dress with a white collar on it on, with a pair of black flats on. I didn't do much to my hair I just parted it. As I made it down stairs I realized my grandmother had already let Ringo in and tried to put him in her trance. I quickly grabbed his arm
"Hey" I smiled with a lets get out of here look.
He understood then looked at my grandmother thankfully. "thanks, madam I loved your opinion on the queen and our class"
My grandmother looked curious. "wait I haven't told you about my finest tea set" she quickly got up and went to the kitchen to fetch it.
I looked at him with an annoyed look. "we should make a run for it"
He nodded his head in agreement and we scrambled out the door. After a mile down the street we started laughing are heads off.
He looked at me still chuckling. "is she always like that?"
I smiled then spoke in my best british accent "she wants to be a spit spot brit"
He started laughing again then tried to mimic my grandma "oh and the queen is so fancy with her lushesh fur coat"
I giggled some more "is my grandma that bad at a fake british accent."
He started smiling "well, it depends what part of Britain shes trying to copy."
I smiled then blurted out "I love your accent"
He started blushing "I don't like it I fancy your American accent"
I rolled my eyes "we don't have an accent"
He smiled then put his hand on my cheek. I started blushing. "yes ya do lov and I love the way you blush and roll your eyes."
I started blushing more and I started getting embarrassed "stop with your spell." He just smiled cheekily "sorry I can't I just can't get enough of your blush. I started blushing again. After a whole day of touring Liverpool with my new friend Ringo I couldn't believe all the stuff I haven't seen yet. It was a pretty down city but the people were funny and happy. I then realized all the places my grandmother dragged me to was in Manchester. I was still trying to learn all the parts of London. Back to Ringo, he was really handsome, funny, kind, and talented even if he had a crooked nose, but his eyes were a different story as his sparkling blue eyes stared into yours you can feel a light weight of water in your eyes. I knew instantly we would become good friends maybe even a couple.
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Act Naturally (Ringo Starr)
Fanfiction_completed_ Missy moves to London from California after her parents had died in 1960 She moves in with her strict proper grandmother. She meets Ringo Starr at the cavern club and they become great friends until 1962 were they have a love relationshi...