Is there anybody going to listen to my story all about the boy who came to stay?
He's the kind of boy you want so much; it makes you sorry
still you don't regret a single day.
A boy….

----------------New York City 1960's-----------------------------------------------------------------

UP UP! GET UP!

*BANG BANG!*

NOW!

"Ugh."

I HEARD THAT!!!

I then felt a weird pain on my head. The owner Ms. Little smacked me in the head with a fly swatter & it left a red mark. I was stuck. Stuck here in this dreaded hellhole called "a foster home". & no one can save me. I got no family & no friends.

Ms little- get up! It's your turn to get groceries!

I get up groggily & put on my outfit. I hurried out & went to the grocery store.

Me- god I hate this place. I want to get away from New York as fast as possible.

I looked at the grocery list & read it. 12 dozen eggs, 13 packs of bacon, & 5 big boxes of pancake mix.

Me- ugh.

I went inside the grocery store, bought the stuff & got out.

I decided to go the long way back to the home since we don't get a lot of free time outside. I went to the lake since it was so beautiful. It was so green, with birds chirping & squirrels always wondering around. I felt safe, relaxed & away from my problems. I sat on a boardwalk they had for the people who want to splash their feet in the water. I heard footsteps behind me & I turned around. I saw a homeless man with his hand out asking for alms. I felt bad for him but I didn't have any money & the groceries were for the home. If Ms Little would've found out I gave a bacon pack to a homeless person, she'll never let me hear the end of it.

Man- spare change ma'am?

I shake my head

Me- I'm sorry sir but I don't have any money.

Man- what about some food? (Looks at bag) looks to me that you've got plenty.

Me- I'm sorry. I'm not allowed to give you this food it's for.....

SMACK!!!!

I felt a huge amount of water rush over me violently & that was all I could remember.

Is she alright?

Someone hit her unconscious & stole her groceries do you think she's ok?

At least I called 911.

Downright shame.

Blimey, that cuts deep.

I felt someone's lips on mine & then a huge rush of air went into to my lungs. The water came up from my throat quickly & I had to cough it out. As I coughed I felt something warm trickle down my forehead & I felt a throbbing pain. I opened my eyes & saw four guys dressed in black suits with the same haircut. One of them was drenched from head to toe with water. He spoke to me.

"You should relax & lie down luv. That damn piece of rubbish hit you pretty hard with the brass knuckles he had. Stole your food too."

Me-ugh.

The ambulance came & they all went inside with me. I was amazed how nice they were. They saved me even not knowing who I was. I got up a little & faced them.

Me- thank you all for saving me.

"No need to thank all of us ma'am. Ringo here rescued ya."

The one that was drenched smiled a little. I smiled at him back

I- well then, thank you Ringo.

Ringo- you're very welcome Miss.

Me- call me Sophia. Sophia Valens.

Ringo- Well miss Valens, I'm Richard Starkey, but my friends call me Ringo.

He points at the other guys as he names them.

Ringo- & this is George, Paul & John.

Me- nice to meet you all (sharp pain) OW! Ugh. Damn that hurt.

Ringo-calm down luv.

We drove off to the hospital where I was given medical attention.

Ringo's POV-----------------------------------------------

We all waited in the waiting room & we were really anxious about her condition. Or...At least...I was.

John-ur such a softie Ringo.

Paul-I can't believe you rescued a total stranger.

Me- She was drowning & was knocked unconscious! I couldn't ignore that

George- I think it was the right thing to do. Good for you Ringo!

Me-thank you! Some support!

We sat silently until we heard the door slam open & saw an old lady standing there with steam coming out of her ears.

"I'M GONNA KILL THAT GIRL!"

Nurse-MA'AM! MA'AM! CALM DOWN!

The old lady rushes in the emergency room & she yells "SOPHIA ESPARANZA VALENS!"

Paul-That's her!

John-quick!

We rush inside & we see the lady (is she was one) being held back by security & she was cursing out Sophia with death threats. She looked scared.

Sophia-It's not my fault!

Lady-YES IT IS! YOU LET AN OLD HOMELESS MAN GET THE FOOD!

I stepped in.

Me- I saw it with my own eyes. He punched her & took the food & she nearly drowned!

George- If it wasn't for Ringo here she'd been dead!

Lady-well, she's as good as....

She then turns really pale & stops breathing. She grabs her chest & collapses. The security lets go of her & feels her pulse.

Security person-She's dead.

John-wow & in a hospital too.

A nurse comes in with papers as she's carried off.

Nurse-I know who she is. I found her records! Her names Edna Little & I adopted my son from her foster home. She was extremely cruel.

Sophia-yes she was.

A lawyer person then steps in.

Guy-I happen to be Edna's lawyer. I'm here for a renewal for my meds but anyway...since she is now dead, all her money now belongs (looks at Sophia) to you.

Sophia-WHAT?!!! Wow! How much did I inherit?

guy- well believe it or not she not only owned that foster home, but she owned a lot more businesses like the Pastry shops near Rockefeller center & even a jewelry store near the Empire state building. I'll make you choose between two choices Sophia. First choice is to be in charge of the stores...OR sell the stores, take the money & run.

Regular POV----------------------------------------------

I was overjoyed! One minute she was yelling at me & the next she was dead. Is it wrong to say that? Who cares! I finally have my freedom & the ability to do the things i've always wanted to do! I've always wanted to move to Europe. The foster kids always tell me about the trips they have taken to Europe & it just fascinated me. & now with the money I have inherited, I can finally do it!

Me- Sell them! Sell them all & let me have my freedom!!!

After I signed some papers, I had inherited 25 million dollars!!!!!!!!!!!!I was ecstatic! As the lawyer left, the guys went to me.

Ringo- so what are you gonna do now with your millions?

Me-I'm moving to Europe!!

Paul-Europe? Interesting.

George-where in Europe do you wanna live at?

Me- I don't know....Maybe England. I've heard it's absolutely beautiful over there.

John- well you've heard right.

Me-well telling from your accents, I assume you guys are from England no?

John-Liverpool to be precise.

Me-wow.

Paul-I got an idea...why not come with us? We'll help you get a nice house & we'll teach you all of Liverpool.

Me- are you sure? You've already done enough for me &....

George- I don't think another opportunity will come again if you say no.

Me- aw what the hell...let's go!