Let me start by introducing my self, my name is Eden Fenton. I was born July 23rd 1941 in Liverpool. I live with my Mum in Dublin we moved their when I was 7. My father died in the war when I was to young to remember.
Anyways, it was March 18th 1957 when my mum told me that she was leaving me, so she could go and live with William; her love interest.
Instantaneously I broke out into rage of emotion inside but I hid it well on the outside. Why should I be so upset? I knew she would just do this to me in the end.
"Where am I supposed to live know" I blankly said. "With your cousin Paul and your granddad, I made arrangements for you to catch a boat there tonight at 6:30" she cockily said as if she were mother of the year.
I turned on my heels and marched up the stairs careful not to let a tear spill over until I reached the top. That's when it hit me, I was really leaving my home, my friends and my mum. Not that I was to sad about leaving her, I just couldn't believe it.
After a good long cry I lifted my head up from my pillow to see that it was already 6 o'clock. Rushing around my room I found a suitcase and quickly filled it with random clothes and items dear to me, racking my brain I realized that I needed money so I grabbed all the money I had and bolted to the pier.
The pier was a place I knew well, it was where me and my friends would hang out every Saturday, just to watch the waves roll in . A tear trickled down my face I would truly miss my friends, embarrassed that anyone would see I wiped it away quickly.
I got on the boat and told the driver where to go. When I got to Liverpool my mind was a blur, I had only been here a few times before. Hopefully Paul or granddad will be here somewhere to pick me up.
Stumbling around and running into a few people I found my way to a bench, where I sat down. Moments later I felt a tap on my shoulder.
I turned around quickly, to see a boy who looked about my age with a teddy boy style and a handsome quality about him.
"Well are you going to stand up then" he said lighting a smoke. Flustered I managed only a yes. " The name's John, John Lennon and I reckon your Eden. Am I right love? " the boy now known as John said.
I then spoke " yeah, that's right but how do you know who I am?"
"I'm a friend of Paul's, he told me to pick you up, so here I am" he proclaimed. Once that was settled we started to walk to Paul's. On the way there we stayed quiet except for the odd comment on the weather, which happened to be quite damp.
John startled me when he finally spoke again he announced that we were finally there. I walked up the stairs to the house and rang the bell starting to feel nervous as John left my side.
" You aren't staying then?" I asked, well kind of yelling." No it's getting dark out Mimi will have a bird if I'm late" John yelled back.
Mimi who was Mimi? I thought maybe his mum or a girlfriend. Just then the door opened and I was snatched into a warm embrace from my granddad Pat. "It's good to see ye how've ye been?" granddad said avoided the topic of my mum. "I've been better" I mumbled.
"Paul get down here and show Eden to her room" granddad yelled abruptly. I figured granddad was going a bit senile so I smirked. Not a moment later a much different looking Paul than I last remembered came flying down the stairs clutching a guitar. This Paul was much taller and leaner, I guess it was fitting as I hadn't seen him in a year or two.
He pulled me into hug snapping me back to reality. " Come on this way, it's the second door to the right, I let you get settled in and then we can have a good long talk, alright?" Paul said. Clutching my bag which I carried all this way I nodded and went into what was now my room.
In my room there was twin sized bed, closet desk with a chair it was all so simple yet so charming. I loved it! Setting my bag on the bed, I went over to the closet opening and then I started unpacking bag it was empty in no time.
Once I was done I went to the room across the hall where Paul slept. He was playing the guitar so I knocked on the door he looked up and put down his guitar motioning for me to come in.
I sat on the desk chair in silence waiting for Paul to speak finally he spoke "so you met John then and everything was okay and all?"
" Yeah of course it was why wouldn't it be ?" I said rolling my eyes. " John sort of has a reputation with girls he makes them fall in love with and then he shags them " Paul said nonchalantly.
Now feeling slightly awkward I said " oh, anyways so you play guitar?" Luckily that changed the subject to music and school not mentioning John until we talked about "The Quarrymen" briefly. After our long discussion I went to bed and dreamt strangely enough about John.
In the morning I awoke to the sun shining down upon my face I sat up and then Paul's younger brother Mike jumped on my bed giving me hug as he was away yesterday at camp. As soon as he left I got changed and went down stairs to find every one eating breakfast.
Everyone greeted me including Uncle Jim, he was just leaving for work though. Uncle Jim was always working.
Paul asked me if I wanted a tour of Liverpool, I said okay. And no longer than 20 minutes we left and met up John and some other friends of theirs.
We started walking around town all the while Paul was pointing out different sights and hangouts.
I started to notice that our group was
rapidly thinning out and and soon it was just me John and Paul, but Paul left shortly after John told him to shove off.
This should if alarmed me but it didn't so I continued to walk onward with John. John took me aside he said " I'm sorry for last night I didn't get a good chance to talk to you we should that now that we are alone" Blushing I agreed.
We wondered around till dark talking about lots of things, everything including why I was now living with Paul. John told me he understood because he didn't really have a family either as he lived with his Aunt Mimi. On our way home he held my hand in his.
He walked me right to the door and said "this was great I don't think I ever really opened up to anyone before like that. Can I call you tomorrow and maybe do something?".
" Yeah sure that'd be gre - " I said, then he cut me off kissing me so softly yet forcefully pushing me against the house. I kissed back and then turned away thinking of what Paul had said the night before.
John asked what's wrong, "nothing" I said. "Call you tomorrow then" he said with a smirk and left me standing there feeling stunned.