Prudence Lennon's point of View-
My alarm went off. I growled and slammed my hand over the snooze. It is Friday. I was two weeks away from my summer vacation. I was two weeks away from being free from middle school for the rest of my life. I was two weeks away from trying to convince my parents to let me go to an acting school somewhere for high school. I doubted they'd let me go, but it was something I desperately wanted to do.
My alarm went off again in the five minutes I as lying there thinking about what exactly I'd have to say to my parents to fulfil my plans for my future. I turned the alarm off again and sat up just as my older brother Julian walked down the hall with his messy hair and his thick rimmed glasses that he hated heading for breakfast.
I didn't have time for breakfast really. I needed to get going so I could meet Parkin, and Michael at school. I put on a pair of old faded jeans and a t-shirt that my dad got a long time ago when he and his band, the Beatles, were in New York. I pulled on some chucks and I brushed my too long blond hair into a pony tail before I grabbed my school bag and ran downstairs. I had to go through the kitchen to get out of the house, so I took a deep breath and just went. It was nerve wracking this time of day around this time in the school year. I had exams like crazy and my father was always expecting me to get top scores, even though I didn't care much about the classes or the learning part of school. I only cared about my friends there and my drama club.
"Morning Prudence." My father said without looking up from his newspaper. My father was John Lennon. The John Lennon, of the Beatles. He didn't do well in school as a kid, so he thought he'd live through me, that was my guess anyway. He never hounded Julian about his school work. Mum had only made him go to University for two semesters. He was free now and could do what he liked. I was stuck in middle school.
"Morning, Dad." I sighed as my mother handed me a muffin and a water bottle. I smiled at her and she kissed my head.
"Have a good day, Pru." She said before I hurried out the door. No one got a chance to say much else, which I as grateful for.
At the corner I met my best school friend, Layla. She looked happy about something, but I didn't have a clue what it was. I knew I'd find out soon though. Layla talked a lot when she was happy.
"Hey Layla." I said as she started to walk with me. "What's up?"
"Today is our last day of exams!" She exclaimed. "Now maybe my dad will leave me alone." She laughed at herself and I rolled my eyes.
"Mine doesn't shut up about them." I mumbled, "I just barely made it out with breakfast this morning." I knew that was a bit of a lie, but Layla didn't.
"I didn't." Layla said with a rough sigh, "I got a lecture at breakfast. Dad went on and on about getting good grades so I can grow up and do something practical and normal." Her green eyes rolled back and I laughed.
"I can hear him now," I said still giggling, "Layla Clapton, you have to get perfect scores on your exams so you can be a lawyer and a Doctor so you can be normal and not always be in the spot light like you've grown up!" Layla shoved me and tried not to laugh.
"Shut up." She giggled.
"You know being a fashion model isn't normal at all, right?" I asked, wondering how she was planning to tell her dad what she wanted to be. We were both in the same boat, only mine was just a bit more of a problem than her's was.
"I know, but I don't care what he wants me to be." She huffed as we reached our middle school. "He'll get over it I guess."
I smirked, "But what if he doesn't?" I said with a serious expression, "What if he has a massive heart attack when he finds out? What if your news is so devastating to him that he goes into a life long coma!? Then you'll spend the rest of your life regretting your decision to follow in your mother's footsteps!" I said, finishing dramatically. Layla just looked at me unamused.
"I hope you get to go to that stupid acting school." She mumbled. I didn't know if she meant that as some kind of come back or if she thought I was good at being dramatic, which was my daily goal. I laughed as she turned around and went on walking. I followed her and found Michael and Parkin sitting on the front steps waiting for us.
"Hi Layla." Parkin said smiling. I knew he had the hots for her. It was really funny to watch him stumble over himself, but it was really sad because I knew I couldn't help him without giving him away to her.
Parkin Starkey was one of my best friends. He was the oldest son of Ringo Starr. Michael McCartney is Paul McCartney's, my dad's best friend, only son. His older sister Joey was best friends with my brother Julian. Confusing I know, it only get's worse from here.
"Oh hi Parkin." Layla responded quickly, "I have to go. Can't be late for class. I'll see you at lunch, Pru." She hurried away and I sighed. Parkin looked at bit down that she'd leave so quickly.
"You'll see her at lunch, Starkey." I sighed, "But she is right. We have classes to get to, let's move it people!" Michael laughed at me and the two boys walked on either side of me as we walked into the school building.
All day my classes were today were exams. By the time lunch hit, my brain was throbbing. I was sitting at a lunch table with a tray off food in front of me and Michael sitting next to me. Parkin and Layla were sitting side by side on the other side of the table.
"So how did your Maths exam go today?" Michael asked Parkin. The conversation went on almost like this and it only made my brain hurt more.
"OK!" I said quickly, "I swear my head is going to fall off if you two keep talking about exams. I have more classes after this. I need my head on thank you very much." I was dead serious, but they all laughed at me.
"Calm down, Prudence." Layla giggled, "We won't talk about it."
"Yea we'll only go to the next topic of conversation," Parkin said smirking. Michael caught in and nodded.
"Yep," Layla agreed. Michael was the only one who had the nerve to ask me about him. Him being the only boy I'd ever liked, and the only one I was constantly 'getting over' and then falling for him all over again when he walked into the room.
"We'll only ask you about Dhani." Michael snickered. He had Paul's face, and I swear he looked more like Paul the Paul himself sometimes.
"I haven't seen him since before exams. He is in high school now, and he has his own group of friends." I shrugged.
"Yes, but we're half his group or friends. Lily's friends are the other half." Parkin pointed out as he took a bite of the cheeseburger he's smuggled into the school.
"He's still busy with his school work." I mumbled, feeling my face getting warm.
The twins, Dhani and Lily Harrison were the oldest of George Harrison's three children. We'd all known each other forever and I'd had a crush on Dhani for an equal amount of time. They were both finishing their freshman year of high school this year.
"Do you think he cares about his grades?" Parkin asked scrunching his nose up. Michael shrugged and I rolled my eyes.
"Joey said that Julian told her that Dhani said that Uncle George said he'd buy him a car when he turned 16 if he got high scores on his exams this year." I said, frowning at my own confusing words. Layla gasped.
"No fair!" She complained, "My dad said I had to work for my own car when I turned 16." I laughed.
"Relax, Fashionista," I laughed, "You've got a bit of time to save. You're only 14." She made a somewhat prissy face at me and I giggled.
"Besides, Dhani can just drive us around in his fancy new car until we can get our licenses and our own cars." Michael said smirking.
"Oh and we all know that the pampered baby McCartney will have to work so very hard for his shiny red mustang." Parkin said rolling his eyes.
"Hey, Joey is the one with the mustang, and she had to help pay for that." Michael protested. I shoved his shoulder as the bell rang. I sighed and got up.
"Well I'm off to lose my head. If you ever happen to see it rolling around the halls later, locate my body." I sighed gathering my things, "I'm sure it won't be too far behind."
"Will do." Michael played along while the other two laughed. I thanked him and walked off to my next exam.
By the end of the day, my head was not rolling down the hall, but I was having a major migraine, and I couldn't wait to get home. I didn't have to talk about eams or scores until the results came next week on Friday.
I met Julian outside in his beat up old Volkswagen Beetle that he bought and fixed himself.
"Hey little Sis!" He said ruffling my hair, "How was your day?" I scowled at him and he smirked.
"It was fine, but all that thinking is causing my head to explode a little bit." I said rubbing my temples. Julian laughed and got behind the wheel of his car. I got in the passenger seat as Layla ran up.
"Hey Jules can you give me a ride?" She asked through my window, which was stuck in the down position at the moment. Julian nodded and Layla climbed in the back.
"Where are you headed?" Julian asked, pulling away from the curb.
"Your place." She said, which surprised me until I remembered we'd planned this on Monday. Julian didn't ask questions and drove us home. Only at home, I wasn't expecting certain people to be there.
"Hey!" Teddy, Uncle George's wife and my Aunt in a way, greeted us as we walked inside.
"Hi!" I said smiling, knowing that meant Lily was around here somewhere. I was about to ask for her when the kitchen door swung open and Vera, the youngest Harrison came running in screaming at the top of her lungs. Layla giggled as the door opened again to find Dhani chasing his little sister. Only I wasn't laughing. I was staring at him. Dhani looked just like George, with his dark brown mop top hair and his dark brown eyes. He was tall and he was just about the sweetest boy I'd ever known. He grabbed Vera and she shrieked as he turned her upside down and tickled her mercilessly.
"Ahaha! I have caught you, little girl!" He said in a villainous voice just before he looked up and saw us. Julian was laughing at him and Layla was watching me watch him. Dhani quickly put Vera right side up and on the floor. "Oh hey Prudence." He said waving. I smiled, not realizing he hadn't greeted Layla, who was just about the prettiest girl I knew, or Julian, who was close to one of Dhani's best mates.
"Hi Dhani." I said shyly, "It's been a while." He walked up rather quickly and gave me an unexpected hug. I giggled and hugged him back.
"It has!" He agreed, "Sorry about that. HOw was your day?"
I was in heaven. This was perfect. Dhani was talking to me, which happens quite a lot of the time, but it had been nearly two weeks since I'd seen him. FOr two people who'd spent nearly every day together that was nearly a lifetime. That's when I realized I'd never responded to him.
My perfectly heavenly thoughts came crashing down and the red blush covered my face. Dhani looked a bit confused, but I was mortified.
Thankfully, Lalya jumped in. "Well, Pru and I have somethings we need to do up in her room!" She said awkwardly, "We'll see you later, Dhani!"
I looked at my feet and followed Layla out of the kitchen and upstairs to my bedroom, humiliated and totally deflated.
Things could only get better from there I guessed as we walked into my bedroom and shut the door. A terrible day had gone from annoying, to bad, to worse.
