Beatles Murder Mystery

Chapter One - Four Troublesome Lads

Readers POV

It was a cold Monday evening in the University Of Liverpool, and I was just finishing up in the library. I stuffed my reading glasses and notes in my backpack and went to the librarian to take out a book, but, the cheery face of Lisa I normally saw at the desk was not there. "

I'm sure if I just take the book Lisa wouldn't mind. After all, I will return it," I looked around to see if anyone was watching and shoved the book in my bag carelessly.

As I wandered out of the library, I heard some familiar voices by the lockers.

"What're you doing pretty boy?!" In an obviously sarcastic tone. I realised immediately who the voice belonged to - John! He grabbed his buddy Paul and wraped his arm around his neck, nuzzling him roughly, ruining his beautiful shiny locks of hair.

"Let go of me you idiot!" He pushed him off and wiped his shoulders even though there was no dust on them. Paul then got a comb and fixed his hair in the reflection of the lockers.

"Hey hey hey, George!"

"Yes Ringo?"

"Why did the beetle cross the road?"

"Why?"

"To get to the other Beatles!"

"Wow ahaha very funny Rings."

Roughians. I thought.

I carried on to find my locker, but then I realised that the gang were blocking it! As I walked up to them they all stopped and stared at me, blankly. I had never approached them before, I doubt they even knew I existed.

"Erm.... excuse me sirs.. I need to get to my locker and you're in the way..." I stammered.

"Sorry..." Muttered Paul.

John butts in.

"And why should I do that?" He said sternly.

"Ugh I don't have time for this!" I said impatiently. I pushed past him and grabbed my stuff and turned around sharply.

They all looked shocked.

I giggled a little as I left.