In My Life~growing up with Paul McCartney(george harrison love story)

~November 16,1952~
~recess yard~
I was corned,my back was against the fence.I was only in forth grade at the time."Get me a rock!"one bully yelled."Poke her with a sharp stick!"another ordered.I had nowhere to run,and I was trapped.My fight against the fifth grade boys was over.I was terrified.I had no friends to run to or to call for help.I was so tiny, I had no chance against them."get me sharp stick!"a fat one ordered a skinier one."Leave her alone,Micheal!"a new voice shouted."Make me,McCartney!"they said as they turned around,leaving an open spot just large enough for me to escape.I made a run for it,as quietly as I possably could be."Look what you did,McCartney!You let her get away!"one shouted."That was the point,"paul whispered.He turned and walked away without be chased,surprisingly.I run and hid behind a couple of trees,where the group couldnt find me.This bullying had been going on for months now,but there was noway to make it stop.I had no one to tell,not even the teachers, they didnt care.I curled up under a tree and looked out from behind the two trees.I jumped when I saw the same boy standing infront of the two trees."Carefull!Dont let them see me!"I said in my quiet,fairy-like voice."No worries,"He answered as he sat down behind the other tree.My light red hair sparkled in the afternoon light."Im James"he started,"but everyone calls me Paul,"he said as he stuck out his hand."Im sarafina,but no one calls me anything,"I said sheepishly."what does that mean?"he laughed."It means nobody talks to me,"I said shyly."Well,I talk to you"he corrected me."Why do they mess with you?"Paul asked."I dont know,Im an easy target,I guess,"I answered."What makes you say that?"he pried."I dont have a home!"yelled quietly back at him.I turned away as I felt my face heat up."You live at Strawberry Fields,than,"he confermed."sort of!"I yelled."Its okay,no need to be embarrised,dear!"Paul comforted."It hurts me when they make fun of me,and I cant stop it,"I opened up.He nodded to show me he was listening."your the only one who has ever stood up for me!"I said as I started to cry.The wistle blew meaning that school was over.It was the last day until fall break.I pulled on my sweater as I stood up.I grabbed over to pick up my lunch sack.I walked a few feet over to the gate that lead to a grassy path,that lead into the forest.I opened the gate and started to ealk away from the yard as Paul started to follow me."Why are you following me?"I interigated."Because I saw how they treat you,and Ive heard them plan to hurt you.If they get you here who knows what will happen!"He reminded."Why do you care?"I interigated."Because no one else does!"he answered."so what are you jnow?my big brother?"I mocked.His eyes sparkled as if i gave him an idea"Yeah!"he cheered.