So this is my first story on Fanfiction. Maggie lives in a small town in the U.S. and is a HUGE Beatles fan. I know the summary was lame, but bare with me. Italicized words are Maggie's thoughts f.y.i. SO READ BIZNATCHES!
Maggie sat at the dining room table as she did her homework. She hated homework. She found it monotonous and boring. Maggie was about to finish her seventh algebra problem, when she heard a knock at the door. She would have gotten up to answer it, but her mom already had.
"Maggie, it's John," her mother said from the other room.
This was strange. Her friends never hung out on school days. Plus, she hadn't seen John in almost a month, even though he lived next door.
Whatever, she thought as she abandoned her homework, anything's better than this.She walked through the kitchen to the living room and as she stepped into the room, something happened. Maggie felt like she'd been transformed, as if she'd stepped into a different time. There was a sudden gust of wind and when it was gone, everything was different.
Maggie looked around the changed room. The suede couch and thin TV were replaced by a brown, tweed sofa and fireplace. The floor was a dark wood with scatter rugs in various placed. Wallpaper covered the once beige walls.
Maggie was stunned; she couldn't believe what she saw. She looked back at the kitchen. It was just as different as the living room.
Her mom said, "Maggie, dear, what's wrong?"
Maggie looked back at her mother, who was now wearing a pale pink dress that accented her waist. She was also wearing an apron. She never wears aprons, let alone dresses around the house, Maggie thought.
Her mother looked concerned. "Maggie, darling are you sick? Do you need to go to hospital?"
Why did her mother have an accent that sounded so familiar? Well, say something moron! Maggie silently said to herself. "No I uh just got dizzy for a minute."
She had an accent similar to her mother's.
"Well, John's here so you two can meet up with the other lads."
Other lads? What was her mother talking about?
"Oh…" is all she said as she walked toward the door. When Maggie saw who was standing there, her heart almost stopped. He was definitely notthe 'John' she'd been expecting. The 'John' standing at her doorstep was none other than John Lennon, himself!
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