Here, There and Everywhere

Chapter 4

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John whisteled as he walked into the impressive structure that was Michelle's home. On the outside it was a large, white, modern home with perfectly trimmed hedges and perfectly cut grass. On the inside it had marble flooring, a large, walk in foyer with double staircases leading up to a balcony hallway, which let to even more rooms, and within the foyer there were five doors that went off into seperate rooms as well. Maids scurried by, dusting and cleaning things rapidly.

"What're they doing?" Ringo asked Michelle, stepping up beside her and pointing to the maids hurrying by, cleaning things. "They're acting like the Queen is comin' for a visit."

"My parents like everything to be clean and tidy all the time." Michelle said shortly, telling Ringo that she didn't want to continue with that subject. She called a butler over, who ran over at once, stopping in front of the small girl. "I need four outfits for these four--"

"I'm partial to suits meself." Paul spoke up, smiling sheepishly when Michelle sent him a look.

"Just get them some stylish clothes, alright?" She continued, watching as the butler nodded and then was off. 

"You like bossin' people 'round, don't ya?" John questioned, following Michelle up the staircase. Paul followed him, who was followed by George, with Ringo tailing in the back. 

Michelle shot him a glare over her shoulder before she looked ahead once more. John noted how she walked. She took long strides and walked fast, her eyes set on the path in front of her and her brows turned down in concentration. It was interesting to watch. "No." She snapped. "I like to get things done."

"Debbie downer." John sang, avoiding a slug to his arm from Michelle. 

"So here are some guest rooms." She came to a long hallway, pointing to the right side. "First room is John's, second is George's, third is Paul's, and fourth is Ringo. Got it--"

"I CALL THE ONE WITH THE WINDOW VIEW!" Shouted John as he ran off to the third room.

"I FOUND ONE WITH A WALK IN CLOSET!" Paul shouted back from the last room.

"Oi, look, a balcony!" Ringo exclaimed from the second room.

George still stood beside Michelle. The two looked over at each other and George offered a look of sympathy while Michelle groaned, rubbing her head. "I am not looking forward to dealing with these children."

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"We need to go over some basics." Michelle said. The boys were seated in the dining room with her. She was at the one side of the table with George next to her, while the other three boys were on the other side.

"Why does George get to sit over there?" John whined, bouncing in his seat. 

Michelle gave him a look. "Because, John, George isn't an immature brat like yourself."

"Teacher's pet!" Paul taunted.

"Arsehole!" John followed.

"Quit it, you two." Michelle snapped. 

"Oh, so it's just Paul and me now?" John kept pressing her buttons. "Ringo's a good boy, too. He isn't over there."

"You've got a point, John. Ringo, come sit over here with the adults." Michelle ordered and Ringo happily obliged, glad not to be sitting on the uncomfortable stools.

"I still don't get why you're making us sit on little teensy stools." John grumbled, crossing his arms and Ringo took a seat on Michelle's left. "It isn't comfortable, you know. Me arse hurts something awful."

"John, we need to get back on the subject." Paul said, his hands on his lap, folded nicely. "What Michelle was saying earlier."

Michelle looked at Paul carefully. "And what was I talking about, Paul?"

Paul froze. "Uh.."

"You go down on the food chain!" John exclaimed. In one swift motion he pulled the stool out from under Paul and the young man fell onto the floor, groaning and complaining that his 'arse hurt even worse'. 

"Just continue. Ringo and I will listen." George urged, and Michelle sent him a look that told him she was grateful.

"You need to learn about technology." Michelle started off. Surprisingly John listened and Paul did as well once he was seated back on his stool. "We have computers that can connect to the internet. With the internet, you can go on different websites. Like, you can go on a website and talk to other people or post pictures. Okay?" The boys slowly nodded. "Good. There are laptops," She pointed to one on the table. "Which look like that. They're portable computers. Then there are cell phones," She pulled out her cell phone, an iPhone. "They're a lot more advanced than your phones were. Not only can you talk to people, but you can send them texts, which are like.. Letters in a phone. You can also play games." She pulled up Temple Run. 

"I don't get it. Why is he running from those things?" Ringo questioned, scrunching up his nose.

"It's just fun. It isn't supposed to make sense." Michelle responded, putting her phone away. "We have more advanced airplanes, cars, and trains and whatnot. We have different music, such as this," She pressed play on the laptop and 'Starships' by Nicki Minaj began playing.

John covered his ears. "Bloody hell, Michelle! What are you trying to do to me ears?"

"I'm deaf!" Paul exclaimed, plugging his ears with his fingers. Michelle pressed stop and the boys uncovered their ears.

"I thought it was catchy." Ringo said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Yeah," John responded. "If you like yer ears explodin'."

"Your ears didn't explode." Paul pointed out. "They're still in tact."

"How do you know?"

"You can 'ear me."

"No, I can't."

"Bollocks! 'Ow are you respondin' to me, then?"

"I can read yer lips."

"John Lennon, yer a terrible liar."

"Paulie called me a liar! Make him sit in the corner!"

"SHUT YOUR TRAPS, YOU TWO!" Michelle shouted, standing up and slamming her hands down on the table. The boys flinched. 

John stared blankly for a few moments before he grinned, rising and pinching her cheeks. "Awwh, isn't Michelle so cute when she's mad? Yes, she is!"

The auburn haired man stopped, his smirk dropping when he saw something. Michelle had turned red.. She was blushing! But why? 

"I will rip out your tongue and shove it up your ass." Michelle snapped, pushing him off of her, and at once she was back to normal. It made John question what he actually saw and what it meant.