|
|
Post by Sgt.Honeypie on Jan 10, 2005 18:27:25 GMT -5
Oh I love it! Please write more ;D
|
|
|
|
Post by lookingthroughyou on Jan 11, 2005 22:26:54 GMT -5
whoops. I totally forgot about it. well, here goes. it might be short and bad.
|
|
|
|
Post by LongTallCecilia on Jan 11, 2005 22:34:42 GMT -5
Yes, please write more!
|
|
|
|
Post by lookingthroughyou on Jan 11, 2005 22:37:57 GMT -5
Michelle heard the boys who stuffed her under the piano's voice say, "What's that John? What are you talkin' about?" the boy she assumed was john said "That voice I 'eard, it woz a girl, wasn't it?"
Michelle's brain suddenly clicked. it must be paul and john-those two boys from the cover of that record she had been staring at? where was she? how did she get back to 1964? she leapt up, forgetting she was under a piano, and smacked her head against the bottom. Ouch! the last sight she saw before passing out was paul's big brown eyes closing in annoyance.
------
"So pauly, 'o's this girl anyways, eh? I thought you were datin' that other girl.." Michelle awoken to loud voices. she kept her eyes shut, hoping it was just a dream. "I don't know john, she jus' turned up in my room! must be another o' those crazed fans." Michelle opened her eyes indignantly, and opened her mouth to speak. "Hey look paulie, your girl's woken up. let's see if she can still talk, eh?" John nudged paul with a smirk. Michelle sat up slowly and glanced around her. she appeared to be on the bed of a hotel room suite, and her head felt like someone had hit her with a hammer. "Ooh..I don't feel so good" she muttered. Paul bend down to look at her. "Hey john, she's got afunny accent, y'know, like those americans." "Must be visitin from american or somethin'" John brushed him off and walked over to the minibar to get a drink. Paul sat down on the bed beside her, only to hear a loud banging from the door. John ran over and opened up, while paul covered michelle hastily with some blankets.
"Allo john!" shouted out a loud voice.
------
|
|
|
|
Post by Paul'sbird on Jan 11, 2005 22:40:14 GMT -5
Ooo it's good ;D
|
|
|
|
Post by LongTallCecilia on Jan 11, 2005 22:42:58 GMT -5
Loving it  |
|
|
|
Post by Sgt.Honeypie on Jan 11, 2005 22:43:51 GMT -5
I like it ;D
|
|
|
|
Post by me on Jan 12, 2005 11:20:45 GMT -5
It's lovely Olivia!
|
|
|
|
Post by lookingthroughyou on Jan 12, 2005 18:38:46 GMT -5
"oh no! It's rings!" exclaimed paul quietly, and proceeded to sit on michelle. She closed her eyes and tried to sort things out, but the combination of paul's butt and being stifled by blankets was too much. She wondered who "rings" was, concluding it must be ringo, the beatles' drummer. The loud voice continued. "John, 'av you been drinkin' agin? You know it's not good so eahly in the day." The loud voice, Ringo, seemed to get closer as he proceeded into the room where paul was, with john on his heels. "Paul, what're you doin'? Sittin' on the couch, ya lazy bum, you'd think you'd be composin' some more, eh?" Paul muttered something quietly and continued to sit on michelle. The blanket they covered her with was quite itchy, however, and she sneezed. There was a stunned silence, which john broke by giggling loudly. "Who've you got under there, eh Paul? Wouldn't be a GIRL now would it?" John and ringo now broke into laughter. It seemed that paul was quite the ladykiller. "Open up and show up then, eh pauly?" Ringo said among fits of laughter. Michelle felt paul sigh, and stand up, uncovering her.
-------
|
|
|
|
Post by me on Jan 13, 2005 6:55:07 GMT -5
LOL! I like it.
|
|
|
|
Post by me on Jan 13, 2005 11:37:07 GMT -5
but the combination of paul's butt and being stifled by blankets was too much. LOL!! That is so funny. |
|
|
|
Post by wrestlingdog on Jan 13, 2005 15:46:19 GMT -5
yay!
|
|
|
|
Post by LongTallCecilia on Jan 13, 2005 16:40:23 GMT -5
Still loving it!! ;D
|
|
|
|
Post by lookingthroughyou on Jan 14, 2005 22:12:30 GMT -5
Well here goes again...  As michelle stared into the bright blue eyes of ringo starr, he paused and said, "Well whe'd you get her, paul?" Paul responded with a dishearted, "She must've come in through the bathroom window. I don't know how she got in, y'see, cause I was jus' playing on the piano." He paused, smiled faintly and muttered "Came in through the bathroom window. I like that." Ringo shook his head. "She can't 'av come in through the bathroom, paul, we'a on the 5th floor." Michelle, having regained her composure, put in, "I didn't come in through the bathroom window. I just appeared. I was staring at that old record of yours, you know, with the beatles, and I just closed my eyes and I was here! I don't know how I did it! I'm sorry...!" she trailed off as she burst into tears. she was utterly confused. John popped his head in again. "Did she jus' say our old record, with the beatles? That's only 3 or 4 months old!" Ringo and paul glanced at each other and shrugged. Ringo went over to michelle and rubbed her back. "It's all right, don't talk so funny. Don't cry now." Michelle took a few deep breaths, and managed to stop crying. "Can you tell me what year it is?" She managed to say. "It's february 23, 1964" Paul said, looking over at ringo questioningly. Michelle just stared at him. 1964? She shook her head, not comphrehending it at all. John stepped into the room again, with a sympathetic smile on his face. "Here, drink this. It'll make you feel a little betta." He handed her a glass of something brown that smelled like alcohol. She stared at him for a second, then brought the galss up to her lips, just as paul snatched it out of her hand. "John! What're you doing!" John sheepishly looked over at paul and shrugged. "Eh, What's your name, anyway, girlie?" He asked her. "Michelle is my name, and I'm 14 years old, and I'm from the year 2005! I don't know how I got here, and I don't know how to get back. God, I'm so screwed." The boys glanced back and forth. "Michelle? That's a pretty name.." Offered ringo. ----- Hope you like it everyone. more to come soon...if i feel in the mood to write. |
|
|
|
Post by me on Jan 15, 2005 15:48:38 GMT -5
Yay! it's great!
|
|
