All My Loving, Lucy {Beatles Fanfic}

Chapter Nine

I haven't updated in forever. I'm sorry. December was crazy, a lot of events happened.

But happy new year, I want this year to be way better than last year for all of us. <3

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I was seated at the computer again, it really interested me. I know what computers are, but my school was filthy poor and we only had like, five. I hardly got to use one. I opened up a new email from Jani. The subject said- Change Of Plans.

I glanced at John and George, who I basically revolved around. The past couple of days I've been with them, talking about little things and staying in our little apartment. Paul and Ringo would come check on us, but never Jani. I talked to Charlotte a couple times, and completely avoided Kat and Rune. Paul offered putting me in classes, so I could continue my education, but I decided to hold it off for a while. I was still getting used to this wonderful new atmosphere.

The boys, or men, or ghosts/spirits or whatever, were seated on the couches, making random things levitate. George turned to me and smiled, knowing I was thinking about them. I sent him a message- "How are you even real?" I still couldn't grasp the fact I was living with John Lennon and George Harrison. I learned they were fucking huge legends, and this little organization and I had them. It was wickedly evil, yet wonderfully interesting. I have yet to ask anyone why they were here in the first place. John and George hardly knew themselves, but they didn't mind.

George answered, "We were born." He smiled his half grin and turned back to levitating random objects.

John seemed jealous of our little mental communication. He glanced at me and I gave him a reassuring smile, and he gave a dazzling one back. I turned back to the email.

-To All Those Interested,

Surprise surprise! A student informed me that the website to the Oak-Ocean Forest announced it's demolition today, around midnight. Note that this is in England, which with timezones, is sooner than you think. The time is uncanny, so be quick! Pack your belongings (suitcases are available at front desk) and be in our jetway by noon. Meet with your assigned flight attendant and instructions will be given from there.

Game on! ~Jani Roj

"Do you wanna go?" George asked, reading my mind.

"Yes!" I gushed jumping up and stretching. "This seems so serious and intense!"

"You wanna know what else is serious and intense?" John winked. I laughed. George didn't.

"Back off, she's mine." George taunted, but even he couldn't stay serious.

"In your silly afterlife dreams!" John called in his shrill, raspy voice that I just loved. And the accent on top of it. No wonder I stayed locked up in this room with them for days.

"What makes you think she's yours?" George interrogated, his serious eyes becoming even more serious. But deep inside, there was humor behind them.

"I almost saw her naked once!" John flashed a devilish smile, and I almost groaned. That event was so embarrassing.

"John!" I snapped, even though I was trying not to laugh.

"Yes, love?" He cooed, batting his eyelashes. George cracked up.

"Never speak of that!" I stalked off to my room to change, while John and George were laughing their ghost-asses off.

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I walked to the front desk, wearing this really funky orange mod dress I found. The sixties were really clinging to me after listening to the Beatles. John and George didn't take their eyes off me, so I made them stay in the room so I could have some space. I was at the desk when I spotted Charlotte, dressed in a brown jeans and a green shirt. I looked around and people were dressed similarly too, wearing dark colors and nothing fancy. Huh.