And yet...
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Thread Topic: And yet...
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I set down my duffle bag, and chose the chair next to "Perry's" couch. I sat down, and sighed. I leaned forward, took out a thick blanket from my bag, and set it on top of me. I took off my shoes. "This is very kind of you," I say, sitting back down.
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(Lexi, I know you're on, so get yo butt over here. NOW!)
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I start drifting off to sleep, and close my eyes. Hopefully I won't wake up back in my room, and all this being just a dream...
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I did!
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I see Michael beginning to drift off, and I do to. I begin dreaming, and I'm seeing through my mother's eyes...
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(This is through my mum) I hear the radio in my car, "'It is 48 Beatle-degrees as the Fab Four are flying into America. They are only about 5 Beatle-miles away...'" ((This radio station actually did that xD) My phone goes off, and I pick it up. "Hello?" My favorite voice answers. "You ready for me Jenny?" John's warm accent engulfs me.
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"You bet! I'm as close the gate as they'll let me be." I said, smiling. "We're about to land! See you soon." "Ok, love you!" "I love you too Jen." I close my phone, screaming for the Beatles like all he other fangirls there. Suddenly a plane lands. Everyone is screaming and sobbing including me. The Beatles walk out, smiling and waving. "JOHN!" I yell extra loudly. I finally catch his attenlntion. He walks over to the gate, sending girls into hysterics. He reaches through and grabs my fingers. I give a water smile and say, "My place. 9:00 tonight."
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I see me and Perry, but we're...older. Late twenties, I guess. A little boy runs into Perry's arms. "Hello, John!" She laughs. I start a little. She still has the same laugh. A girl, at a younger age, toddles in, and 'I' pick her up. The girl looks like Perry, and so does the boy. I can't help but think that those kids...are our children. I blush to think about what Perry would do if I told her about this, so I think about something else. I see my old home in London. The moving van is in front of our house, as is my dad's car. The one he drove away in when he left us. I shout out, "DON'T LEAVE!" and wake up.
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He nods and I smile. Suddenly, I hear Michael say something, and jerk awake. "Wuzzgoinon?" I mumble and shake my head. "What's going on?"
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I see a strange look on his face. I can pick up horror, sadness, confusion, embarrassment, but beneath it all.... some strong emotion. I feel like I should recognize it. The same emotion I get when I hold his hand.
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I stare at Perry, panting. "Sorry," I mutter, blushing. "I'll just, um, go back to sleep now."
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Just then, I burst into raucous giggles as Paul walked in wearing his bathrobe. I blush, which makes me giggle even harder. He glares at me jokingly. "What?" He says reproachfully.
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I pull a blanket over my head, giggling harder thaan I have in ages. At least now I don't have to look at him and giggle!
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I shake my head. "I don't know. I woke up, and she starts laughing at me." I show her a funny face. "I think she hasn't had enough sleep."
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I peek my head out, then see Michael's face and laugh even harder.
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