1948-first day of kindergarten
My name is Mackenzie and I'm 5 years old. I'm walking to school alone. I'm from America but I was adopted by a family in Liverpool. I walked in and found my seat next to a boy. He looked at me and continued to color. My mommy always said I was shy, maybe he was too. I walked over to him.
"C-can I use your black crayon?"I asked.
He nodded and handed it to me.
"I'm George, George Harrison,"He said softly.
"I'm Mackenzie Starkey,"I looked down.
I went to color and finished it. After school he walked me home.
"Yer my neighbor!"He smiled.
I nodded and went to my door. He went to his and waved. I went inside and my big brother, Richard stopped me.
"Hi Richie,"I smiled.
He rolled his eyes and I went to eat. My mom handed me a bowl of oatmeal. After I finished I did my homework and went to play with my dolls.
1956-My 13th Birthday
George and I walked to the ice cream parlor and got a sundae for my birthday. He was always with the band he was in. It was hard but I was used to it.
"I'm sorry I wasn't able ta get ya anything."
"It's alright."
He grabbed my hand and we continued walking. After we finished our sundaes we went to his house. He opened the door and we ran upstairs. I plopped onto his bed. He opened his guitar case and go out his guitar.
"Wanna learn how ta play?"He asked.
I nodded and sat up. He sat on the bed next to me and scooted back. He spread his legs and patted the spot between his legs. I sat there and let him put the guitar in my hands. He moved my hands onto the strings and showed me what to do. After I finished he moved the guitar. I stood up but he pulled me back down. He wrapped his arms around my waist and my back rested against his chest. He kissed the back of my neck as I sat there awkwardly.
"What's wrong?"He asked.
"N-nothing."
I felt his hot breath on my neck and I blushed.
"Happy birthday,"He murmured resting his forehead on my back.
I nodded and then there was a knock on his door. I stood up and John, the leader of the band, walked in with Paul, another member.
"Happy birthday,"John punched my shoulder playfully.
He was pretty cute, but not as cute as George. Paul handed me a wrapped gift. I took it and opened it.
"George said you needed one,"John smiled.
It was a lavender, sea foam green, and black diary. My favorite colors. I thanked them and sat on the bed. George and John started to talk.
"Are ya spending the night?"Paul asked.
"Yeah."
"Wanna come to practice?"
I nodded and we all got ready. I followed them to John's car. He told me to sit up front. I put my seatbelt on and looked straight ahead. When we arrived we went inside and I sat down. They all got their guitars out and got ready. After practice we went back to George's house for dinner and Paul and John left. George and I got ready for bed.
1962-Now
"Mackenzie, c'mon! We have to get ta the train station!"Ringo yelled.
I grabbed my suitcase and we ran to the car. In 1960 John, Paul, George, and Pete became a big time band. Pete was kicked out and Ringo joined. George finally convinced John to let me in the band back on 1959. At the train station we got on the train and waited to go. John sat next to me.
"Ya al'ight?"He asked.
"Yeah."
I developed a huge crush on him and George. I had a new friend, Kaihlan. She's a model and she's dating Paul.
