I'm With the Beatles!
This is a story that I'm currently working on! I have a lot written in advance, but I want to take things in stride. I will be trying my best to get a lot of storytelling in, since I'm planning on it to be LONG! The narrative begins at (sort of) present time, then starts running at 2/9/1964 and I'm hoping to end at 8/28/1964. Please bear with me if it's not factually perfect! I'm just writing FICTION, nothing else. Thank you and enjoy!
I busted through the front door, giggling and already reminiscing about where I just was. The living room was dark, except for one lone lamp glowing in the corner close to the bookshelf. I took off my sparkly, black flats.
"Grandma?" I questioned with hesitation.
Yes, I was currently living with my maternal grandparents. My parents were always in horrible fights; so horrible that my father beat my mother into a coma. He was put in jail for life. Mom, on the other hand, passed away two weeks after the incident. I was only twelve. Now, at age nineteen, I am waiting until my grandparents say it is okay for me to go out on my own. They have a feeling that I may follow the same path as my mother.
"Huh?"
I, instead, heard my grandfather's nasally voice. I peeked around the wall and was greeted with both of my grandparents sitting on the loveseat. The T.V. was a little bit loud, but at a tolerable level. Of course, they were watching the public broadcasting station. I glanced at the hallway mirror and fixed any impurities with my dirty blonde hair and flushed face. My black bow headband was tangled in my long hair. I sighed.
"Did you have fun, sweetie?"
"Yeah, grandma. We mainly just played Rockband at Judi's house." I described as I sat down on the red LA-Z-BOY. I was still pulling at the annoying headband.
"Need some scissors?" grandpa joked.
I smiled smugly at him and janked a third time. Ah, third time's a charm! The metal loop flew across the room and landed on the hardwood floor. I exhaled in satisfaction and attempted to control my mane.
"It was so much fun! Percy brought over the Beatles Rockband! Y'all would've loved it!"
Both of my grandparents looked at each other and grinned warmly. Grandma pointed at the screen. They were watching a marathon of The Beatles! I smiled with ecstasy and re-situated myself in the comfy chair. Grandpa's hard throat clearing interrupted my thoughts.
"Can you pick up your hair thingy, darlin'?"
"Yessir."
I jumped up and quickly walked to my accessory. I decided just to put it back on my head. The big chair cradled me again.
"You do know what day it is, don't you?" grandma asked with excitement.
"Yeah, do you Elizabeth?" grandpa added.
I gave them both a confused look. What was so big about today, the ninth of February, 2011? Then, my mind switched to The Beatles and I began to get stumped.
"The Ed Sullivan Show!" grandpa hollered with glee. And with that, the exact show popped up on screen.
"Oh yeah, their first appearance on the show!" I remembered out loud.
Grandpa lifted himself off of the couch and made his way to the bedroom. Grandma started to do the same.
"Where are y'all going?"
"Oh, grandpa likes to go to sleep at a certain time now. There's some early show that he just can't miss." she answered as she yawned.
"Okay, but can I still watch this?"
"Yes, sweetie, as long as you go to bed at a decent hour." she calmly stated. She made her way down the dark hallway and closed the door gently behind her.
I looked back at the T.V. and began to watch. At least ten seconds through the beginning, I noticed a huge smudge on the screen. I couldn't watch it with a splotch as big as a baseball gracing the middle of the picture! Getting up from the chair for a second time, I walked over to the television. I attempted to clean it off by friction with my finger. Zap! The T.V. gave me a bad electric shock! I grabbed my right index digit and rubbed it hard. Ouch!
"Maybe it's because I don't have any shoes on." I whispered to myself as I slipped into the flats that I wore earlier.
I tried to clean the screen again, but it felt like water. That was weird. My finger touched the plasma again and my whole hand went through! My breathing started to accelerate as I squinted at the television. Ed Sullivan was still talking and nothing with the show seemed out of the ordinary. The mark was still there! I put my hand back on top of it. Then, a fast breeze blew through my hair and I was sucked into oblivion!
"Grandma?" I questioned with hesitation.
Yes, I was currently living with my maternal grandparents. My parents were always in horrible fights; so horrible that my father beat my mother into a coma. He was put in jail for life. Mom, on the other hand, passed away two weeks after the incident. I was only twelve. Now, at age nineteen, I am waiting until my grandparents say it is okay for me to go out on my own. They have a feeling that I may follow the same path as my mother.
"Huh?"
I, instead, heard my grandfather's nasally voice. I peeked around the wall and was greeted with both of my grandparents sitting on the loveseat. The T.V. was a little bit loud, but at a tolerable level. Of course, they were watching the public broadcasting station. I glanced at the hallway mirror and fixed any impurities with my dirty blonde hair and flushed face. My black bow headband was tangled in my long hair. I sighed.
"Did you have fun, sweetie?"
"Yeah, grandma. We mainly just played Rockband at Judi's house." I described as I sat down on the red LA-Z-BOY. I was still pulling at the annoying headband.
"Need some scissors?" grandpa joked.
I smiled smugly at him and janked a third time. Ah, third time's a charm! The metal loop flew across the room and landed on the hardwood floor. I exhaled in satisfaction and attempted to control my mane.
"It was so much fun! Percy brought over the Beatles Rockband! Y'all would've loved it!"
Both of my grandparents looked at each other and grinned warmly. Grandma pointed at the screen. They were watching a marathon of The Beatles! I smiled with ecstasy and re-situated myself in the comfy chair. Grandpa's hard throat clearing interrupted my thoughts.
"Can you pick up your hair thingy, darlin'?"
"Yessir."
I jumped up and quickly walked to my accessory. I decided just to put it back on my head. The big chair cradled me again.
"You do know what day it is, don't you?" grandma asked with excitement.
"Yeah, do you Elizabeth?" grandpa added.
I gave them both a confused look. What was so big about today, the ninth of February, 2011? Then, my mind switched to The Beatles and I began to get stumped.
"The Ed Sullivan Show!" grandpa hollered with glee. And with that, the exact show popped up on screen.
"Oh yeah, their first appearance on the show!" I remembered out loud.
Grandpa lifted himself off of the couch and made his way to the bedroom. Grandma started to do the same.
"Where are y'all going?"
"Oh, grandpa likes to go to sleep at a certain time now. There's some early show that he just can't miss." she answered as she yawned.
"Okay, but can I still watch this?"
"Yes, sweetie, as long as you go to bed at a decent hour." she calmly stated. She made her way down the dark hallway and closed the door gently behind her.
I looked back at the T.V. and began to watch. At least ten seconds through the beginning, I noticed a huge smudge on the screen. I couldn't watch it with a splotch as big as a baseball gracing the middle of the picture! Getting up from the chair for a second time, I walked over to the television. I attempted to clean it off by friction with my finger. Zap! The T.V. gave me a bad electric shock! I grabbed my right index digit and rubbed it hard. Ouch!
"Maybe it's because I don't have any shoes on." I whispered to myself as I slipped into the flats that I wore earlier.
I tried to clean the screen again, but it felt like water. That was weird. My finger touched the plasma again and my whole hand went through! My breathing started to accelerate as I squinted at the television. Ed Sullivan was still talking and nothing with the show seemed out of the ordinary. The mark was still there! I put my hand back on top of it. Then, a fast breeze blew through my hair and I was sucked into oblivion!
80 Comments
aww! i love this! more please! hehe i like the first one. I read zap like Paul in AHDN... and then i said SHAZAM!!!
Oh, thank you so much!
I thought no one was reading my story! :(
I just adore AHDN and I just finished watching Help! this morning! Ahh, such a good movie...
If you want me to, I can get the next chapter in tonight!
I am trying to make another Classic Rock quiz now, but I have the chapter already done...
ooh yay! And Help! is my favorite beatles movie :) I will check out your Classic Rock quiz!
hehe paulie asleep at the foot of the bed like a dog :3
Lolz!!
Would you like another chapter now?
ooh! yes plz!!
okay.... i melted at the end of chapter 6 :3
hehe...
Is that good or bad?
very good! :D
hehe! part 11... "Lizzie likes Paul" nope... loves :3 That was cute!
love these!
Thank you so very much!
I'm so happy that someone actually likes my story! Yay!
And, by the way, you have awesome writing skills and your stories are so addictive! :)
ohohoho i laughed... very hard :3 "George, you put it on backwards" that killed me XD
Lolz!
Leave it up to George to wear a dress wrong! And leave it to John to even understand dresses! :D
awwwwwww!!!!! and George with high pitched voices... i guess his voice is always different no matter what lol!!
hehe....
i think i'm slowly becoming a George fangirl....o_o time to read some Paul stuff!!!! but the adorable little fangs...
Who would've thought that British teeth can make one swoon so bad! XD
And I always have the trouble of answering that dreaded question of which Beatle is my favorite. I'm all like, I adore Paul because of his sweetness and looks, Ringo because of his quirkiness and looks, John because of his intelligence and looks, and George because of his spirituality and looks...
Lolz! I have no life, obviously! :P
haha! i have no life, my friends agree too XD
But I know Paul is my fave.... but I can't pick second fave! Imma drummer, so thats where Ringo and his adorable "little" nose hold me. George's fangs and personality and then John.... well, he's just John!!! XD
nyaa!!! i lav!! more plz!! hehe :3
Alrighty! Next chapter coming up now! :)
i like it!! hehe I can just imagine George just being all like "Crowd surfing! Let's do it!" And hehe Ringo's nose probably could break the fall....
Yeah, George having a surfboard and all....
That would be weird, the Beatles as a group from California, just like the Beach Boys! Or maybe the Beach Boys could be a group from England! I am creepy! :P
Omg! This is SOO good! I was like laughing through the whole thing! :D I hope this never ends!
WOW! You actually read my story?!
You are so totally awesome right now!
Thank you! gives hug
Yay! :D
whaddya mean?!?!?! Course I read your story!!!! And it was awesome! WAYYY better than anything I write! and I'm dead serious when I say that. This is definitely on my favourites!
returns hug! this is SUPER good!!!!
Aww...
Thank you!
You and BeatleFan15 are truly one of a kind! :)
aw! bows thank you!
YAY! Haha...you put up more already! haha ;P
Okay okay.... before I read the new chapter (19 is it?) please... tell me the Jane isn't the Jane I'm thinking of.... Please..
aww cheese.... it was..... my friend, I am Team Linda (yes, i am making teams :3) So sorry, Jane, but just no.... but i love chapter 19! and all of it! yes! all of it :D
Ow, I'm sad to say yes............ O_O
:D I mean, yes, boo to Murray seperating but I lav!! so cute!!! And I am listening to that song right now :3 I love it :3