George meets The Beatles

Chapter 1

It was concert day in liverpool. I decided to walk down to the yellow submarine. I love The Beatles, usually I'd bring the boys but today I decided to have a bit of time by myself to thank them for what they did to the music universe. I came up and saw the big yellow submarine in sight. It was amazing, it was actually breathtaking. I had no words. I sat outside it. Got a little Instagram picture. I sat and took it all in. Honestly don't know if I'd be in band and this into music if it wasn't for them. If I hadn't joined New Hope Club I would never have met the perfect girlfriend Nia. I had so much to thank them for. I then could suddenly hear the sound of here comes the sun drifting down the street. I followed it, I guessed it must be a tribute band. It led me down the street, The music growing louder. I turned the corner and saw it who was playing the music. "Wow you guys are amazing, are you a tribute band?" I asked them. They were all dressed up exactly like The Beatles, it was so cool. "No we're the real deal." The Paul McCartney lookalike replied. "But you can't be, George Harrison and John Lennon died." I was confused. John Lennon winked at me. Surely it couldn't really be them, or could it?