Blue Days, Marble Halls, Thankyou. Part 2!

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George stared at Sarah.

"What's going on George?" Charlie asked stamping her feet.
"Ask someone else" George answered her, without looking at her, he walked away.

"Sarah, tell me now. What the fuck was that all about?" Charlie grabbed hold of Sarah.

"Look, It's a long story, and I'm in no condition to tell it at this point in time, and I'm sure... if you... if you ask Paul he'll tell you all you need to know" And with that Sarah ran off in the same direction as George had left.

Charlie ran over to Paul who was still a bit shaken.

"Hey Paul, what happened?" Charlie asked him, looking into his eyes.
"Apparently George and Sarah have been secretly eloping" He whispered, holding back tears.

"Oh my!" Charlie looked down to the floor.
"I'm so sorry Paul" Charlie said, leaning into him, hugging him.

"Sorry for me? Why wouldn't you be sorry for yourself?" Paul said frowning.

"Well I know you liked Sarah an awful lot, but I wasn't all that into George, he was different, unique but still he wasn't my type of guy I guess. Don't take this the wrong way. I mean he's great and all" She bit her lip.

"Lucky you" Paul said sitting down, with his plate of food.
"You should eat, and rest" She said smiling.
"Yeah, I intend to" Paul sighed.
"Don't think too much about Sarah, I'm sure wherever you come from there's someone there waiting for you". Charlie frowned, smiling.

Paul's thoughts turned to John and Elise.
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"So how are they lost then?" John asked Elise, who was rushing about the house grabbing, what seemed like everything she owned.

"Well, you know the chair that you were playing on, well it's like.. kind of Ancient, and people say it's cursed and all, and it takes you back to medievil times. Or something" She said, putting her shoes in her mouth.

"Haha, bollucks!" John giggled.

"Well John, it's true, or so it seems. We need to get them back, it's my ass! And.. your band" She winked.

John thought for a minute and realised she had a point.

"Yeah, it's best we find them" He started picking up stuff also.
"Thought you'd say that" She smiled.

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"George!" He heard someone yell from a decent distance behind him.

George turned around to see Sarah standing in the wind.
George was at the beach shore, sitting on some rocks, picking a few chords.

He put the strap on his acoustic around his neck and stood up.
When she could see who it was clearly, she ran over to him.

"Are you okay?" She asked, kissing his cheek three or four times.
"Yeah I guess I'm alrigh'" He sighed, staring into the ocean.

[Paul'sbird]

I LOVE IT!!! I NEED TO KNOW WHAT'S GOIN' TO HAPPEN

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Paul dug his fork into his potato and stared at it.
Although he was hungry, he had lost his appetite.

"PAUL, OH MY GOD, THERE'S PAUL!" He heard someone squeeling.
Paul turned around to see Elise and John running towards him with Elise's wardrobe in their hands.

Everyone in the feed hall turned to look at Paul.

"Paul, we found ye at last! Bloody geez!" John said with the biggest grin he'd ever seen, and hugged Paul.

"What the bloody 'ell are you doin' 'ere?" Paul gasped.
"We were lookin' for ye!" John let go of him and pulled out a chair for Elise.

"Where's Gee and Rings then?" John said looking around.
"Ringo's gone to find more food with Rose, and George's probably fucked off somewhere with Sarah" Paul looked down at his pea's.

"Who where?" John closed one eye and squinted.
"Long story" Paul sighed.

"Well, we gotta find them, and take them back" John smiled, while recieving a tap on the shoulder.
He turned around but no one was beside him.

"I'm here!" He heard someone say from behind him.
"You're sitting on me!" The gruff voice yelled louder.

John stood up to find Charlie underneath him.
"Oh shit, sorry 'bout tha'" He giggled.

"That's Charlie" Paul said, not looking.
"Ey Charlie, nice to meet you." John smiled and turned back to Paul.
"Does this bird know where they are?" He turned to Elise.
"Probably, she knows where the chair is" Paul ate a single peice of corn.
"Well, Paul stay ere. Charlie, will you please take me to George and the chair and Ringo?" He fluttered his lashed.

"I sure can" She smiled.
John winked at Paul and off they went with Elise trailing behind.

"George told me he likes to sit at the beach alot, we will probably find him there, but we'll go to the kitchen first" She said, leading them down a passageway.

"So you're Elise then?" Charlie asked slowing down to walk beside her.
"Er.. Yes?" Elise replied.
"Stunning resemblance" Charlie said to her, while opening the door to the kitchen to find Ringo with two chicken drumsticks in his hands.

"That'd be a great look for our new album" John collapsed with laughter.

"JOHN!" Ringo yelled, dropping his food.
"Elise!" He noticed her too and ran over to them, Rose followed.

"And who's this beauty then?" John asked looking over Rose, and recieving a punch in the back.
"Ouch" He said quietly.

"I'm Rose" She courtsied.

[Paul'sbird]

So good!

[Ashley]

OMG YES.

[wrestlingdog the sequel]

huzzah

[lookingthroughyou]

eeeeeeeeeeeeeee -girly scream-

you know I looove it icee.

[ibrake4whales]

YAY!!!!!!! part two!!!!! yes!!!

i LOVE it!

[Icee]

"Alright alright" Elise smiled, stepping infront of John.
"How did you two..." Ringo was cut off.
"No time for questions, we need to get out of 'ere and find George" John exclaimed.

He grabbed onto Ringo and led him out of the door, down the corridor and outside.

"This way to the beach" Charlie pointed north over a small hill.
"We're goin' swimming?" Ringo laughed.
"Depends" John laughed along.
"Depends of what?" Elise said, looking down at her outfit.
"Depends if Gee's drownin' or not" John slapped Ringo on the shoulder and laughed along with him.

"Made you worry" John smiled at Elise.

She glared at him, and started to follow Charlie over the small hill.

Once they had conquered their small walk over the small hill, they could make out a guy, and a girl sitting on a rock, each with a guitar.

"Is that George?" John glanced at Ringo.
"Without a doubt" Ringo grinned.

"That's a A7!" George smiled.
"Ohh, well, I don't know them all you know" Sarah laughed.

"George." Someone called.
George turned around to see John,Elise,Charlie and Rose.

"Hey!" George dropped his guitar, which smashed on the rock and floated out into the ocean.

He ran over to them and hugged John, and slapped him on the back.

"Ey mate!" George laughed.
"This is Rose and Charlie" John introduced them.
"I know 'em" George said, looking down to his feet.

"Right then, Char take us to the chair!" John said, saluting Charlie.

"Done sir!" She saluted back, not really knowing what it meant.

[ibrake4whales]

hehe! are you writing more tonight?

[me]

Yeesh Sarah I love it. i really do. I'm glad you made a part 2.

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After an extremely exhausting hours walk they came to a castle.

It was like a castle anyone would read about in fairy tale novels. Green ivy climbed over the castle walls. Furious red coloured flags decorated with roaring lions stood before the castle entrance.
Swans swam in the lake underneath the bridge that lead inside.
Waterfalls at either side of the castle made the water lilies spin in circle cycles.

"Not a bad place" Ringo nodded, examining the bridge with a toe.
"It's solid wood Ritch, you're not going to fall through" John winked.
"Let's go inside then" Charlie walked across the bridge, swaying slightly as she went. They followed her into the castle entrance wich held no door, it had obviously disappeared.

When they entered the floor was covered ina rich red carpet, it had been trampled by passers, covered it with dirt.
Candles and torches still lit in the room made it healthy and warm, still alive.
In the middle of the room, a chair. One as delicate and elaborately decorated just as Elise's.

"The chair!" Ringo pointed.
"It's just like mine!" Elise grinned running over to it, and running her hands along the trimming.

"Hold on a sec" John held a finger up, beckoning them to pause.
He pulled his phone out of his Beatle suit jacket and dialed Paul's number.

"Ye" Paul answered it, obviously still quite angry.
"Paul, we've found the chair, all we need is you to get back 'ere before we test it out" John exclaimed to the depressed beatle.
"Come to think of it, I quite like it here... I don't feel as though I need to go home. I'm not homesick, like I usually get when touring.. I think I should stay a little while longer, I like the people.. The posh rooms and the fantastic food" Paul sighed into the phone.
"Paul, you just described Elise's place perfectly, we need you to come back. We've got shows, tours, fan letters and families!" John yelled getting anxious and annoyed.
"Yeah, but you can take care of that. I can trust you with it John. Just tell my family and the media I've gone on a long private holiday, and you don't know the where-abouts." He answered equally frustrated.
"No Paul, you must come back, get here this instant!" John yelled into the phone.
And without an answer Paul hung up, content on finishing his well deserved breakfast Paul turned his phone off, and put it back, where it belonged, in his trouser pocket.
"That bloody bastard!" John yelled clenching his fists into his thighs.
"What happened?" George asked, curiously turning his head on an angle.
"He want's to fuckin' stay, why can't he just come back? He was dribbling some shit about how he likes it here, and he wants to stay a couple more weeks" John took a death breath and stood up straight again.
"Let him, he can stay however long he wants" Elise crossed her arms at her chest and pouted a little.
"What do you mean?" John frowned in response.
"Well, we have the chair, he's got this one here, he can come back when he likes" She said, sitting herself onto the ground near the mysterious wooden chair that had caused them so much grief.
"We don't necessarily know if it works that way Elle, we can't risk him being stuck here forever" John gritted his teeth.

"We'll go back to the feed hall" George said, grabbing hold of Charlies wrist and pulling her out of the room with him.
"Hurry!" John yelled after them.
He sat himself down next to Elise on the floor, and fiddle with some twigs at his feet.
Sarah sighed, and leaned against the wall, being careful to miss the torches to prevent her head from being engulfed in flames.
"So err.. You live here then?" John asked, turning to Sarah.
"Yes, I'm Sarah." She smiled to him, sliding down the wall and joining them on the floor.
"What's your purpose here?" He enquired.
"I've lived in Fending my whole life, and since my mother died when I was younger, I've been working in the castle as an entertainer to the royals. Because my mother was a gypsy, who used to play her guitar to me, she's the one taught me." She began to make a mini teepee with sticks.
"Ah, You're one of the birds that was on guitar when Paul called me" He nodded.
She had no idea of what he meant by "Called me" but she nodded in return.

They sat for hours, John and Elise telling Sarah about the modern world, and Charlie correcting most of the history novels they studdied in highschool.

Meanwhile George and Charlie were on their way to the castle.
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"I'm sorry about everything with Sarah and all Charlie" George apologized, walking beside her.
"Oh it's alright, I know you can't help it when you're attracted to someone." She smiled to him, her eyes sparkling.

And with that they continued to walk....and in no time they had reached the castle.
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Paul stood up, and filled his pockets before leaving the feed hall and heading towards his room again.
But before he could leave, George had already entered the hall.
"Paul" He yelled.
Paul decided to take no notice, and leave through a different entrance.
George ran after him, and caught him before leaving.
"Paul, you've got to come back with us now" he said, holding Paul so he couldn't walk away.
"He's right Paul, there's nothing for you here, trust me" She bit her lip.
Paul fell to the floor and began to cry.
"What's wrong?" Charlie knelt down to comfort him.
"It's everything, it's... it's Sarah and Elise, and every other bad relationship I've had" Paul whimpered into his hands.
"What do you mean?" Charlie asked.
George felt his heart sink into his stomach.
"Well, its too hard to explain, I just can't go back" He answered.
"Yes you can Paul, please. It's a much better place where you're from." She looked into his gorgeous eyes, and pulled him off the ground.
"Come back with us Paul" George sighed.
"We need you" He added.

[ibrake4whales]

poor paul... why cant he just have a happy relationship!!

i REALLY like this story! hehe

[dude41]

GREAT STORY!!!! keep it up! poor Paul!

[me]

Sar. i love it I love it I love it and you know what...I love it.


But why are all the bad and sad things always happening to Paul