the real wild childs

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Three months later........

"What?!" I said.

"Who would you fuck. Buddy holly or Elvis?"

"What kinda question is that?"

"Just answer it!"

"I guess Elvis. He's original."

"Me too. If I was a girl" John said.

It was a Friday and as usual john and I skipped school. Ever since I met John, we've been best friends. After school he would come to my house to and play our guitars or just to hang out. He's a nice lad . I can't wait for jake to come here and visit one day. He called me last week telling me that life sucks without me in London. I sometimes do miss home. I still go to the quarrybank which is a miracle. I never made it this far.

Anyways back to reality

" Brigitte or Marilyn?"

"You know the answer. Brigitte all the way man!!!" john said. I chuckled. We were in strawberry Fields, smoking and drinking, the usual.

"What time is it Johnny" I said.

John Looked at his watch.

"Its 3:59"

"Those bastards should be here Any minute. There late today." i said before smoking my ciggie.

Then we heard some noise coming from a bush.
John and I looked at each other.

"Its me. Paul.don't worry." Paul coming out of the bush, followed by george.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 03, 2015 ⏰

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