Hi there! Hawkkeh here! I just thought I should start a new series, because I was honestly getting bored of Lost in Time. I did my best to do everything as accurately as possible, but f you see anything wrong, don't hesitate to PM me about it! (Or leave a review. Lots of love,

Hawksabre.

I sat on my bed, staring at the Beatles poster hanging over the headboard. I have fantasized meeting them. First off, I would have them sign every last Beatle thing I own. I liked them all because they were all different and I had different opinions on each. Ringo was a silly man-child, who could make me laugh. George was quite bashful, but an amazing guitar player. Paul is drop dead gorgeous, but he cheated on his girlfriends, but that doesn't stop me, I still like him. And John is another story. Handsome, funny, and plain old crazy!

My friends sometimes say John and I could've been great friends, because well opposites attract! They say I need to learn to be a bit more outgoing. I do wish I could meet him and George, but sadly John was shot and killed in 1980, and George had died from cancer in '01.

A shout dragged me from my thoughts. "Cadence!" My mom called, "Please go to bed." Her voice floated from downstairs. I look at the clock in my room in shock. Holy crap! It is ten. I rip off my jeans and shirt and pull on a tee and gym shorts. I realized just as I was going to bed that I forgot to brush my teeth. I feel gross if I don't brush them, and I can't stand it!

I scurry off like a mouse to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I'm startled when I hear my mother's voice by the door. "Cadence. Why are you just getting ready for bed?" She scolded. I was lost in thoughts about the Beatles. "I was um…not paying attention."

"Don't let this happen again or you won't get off as easy." Mom warned shaking her finger at me. I frowned and trudged to my bedroom. I flip the switch to the lights off and climbed under my covers, as I drifted off, I swear, I saw my poster glow. I ignored it and gave in to sleep.

"Cadence Eileen Henshaw!" I flinched in my bed when I heard my full name called. I pushed my covers and glared at my mom, who was standing at the foot of my bed. She knew I hated it when she did that! "Get up before you are late for your first day!" What the heck… Why did my mom sound… British? "Mum, I'm still tired though!" Dear god not me too!

My mother just rolled her eyes and adjusted a yellow dress that flattered her tiny waist. Why was she wearing such a dress around the house? "Get up Cadence! And make sure your school uniform isn't all mussed up! It is quite improper to look like a ruffian if you are a 15 year old young lady." She gestured to a wardrobe in the corner and she left the room in a flash of yellow.

School uniform? I don't wear one of those to school! I walk to the wardrobe and open it. There are a few dresses, but the only ones that look like uniforms are some hideous grey dresses. I frown and take one out. I scowl. I hate wearing dresses. Then I notice it has a crest that says 'Liverpool Institution' LIVERPOOL? I'm in Liverpool? The hometown of the Beatles? 'Cadence!" My mother yells. Uh oh. Better hurry. I strip off a lacy white nightgown that replaced my normal attire.

FIVE MINUTES LATER

I was able to (in about 5 minutes) put on the dress, pull my mess of a hair in a surprisingly neat ponytail, and find some conveniently placed black flats to wear. I rush downstairs after grabbing a bag with school supplies, which I assumed was my backpack.

"Have a great day!" My mom said, suddenly cheerful. Having a great day is too much pressure. Why doesn't anyone say 'have the day you have' I thought as I walked out the door. What am I going to do? I don't even know where this 'Liverpool Institute' is!

Just my luck, it begins to pour. I plop down on my doorstep and wonder what to do, when I see a girl in the same uniform as me skip off down the street. Overly cheerful much? Might as well follow her though. I dart off after the girl, who looks to be about my age, and is quite fast, considering the fact that she is like, 2 heads taller than me!

It wouldn't have had to be much work to find the school anyways. It was right down the street. I tentatively walk through the huge chestnut doors that led to the school. How am I going to get through today! Hell! I don't even know where my classes are! Just as I thought that, a girl walked up to me and said, "Cadence! Come on! Let's fo to our first class so we can get our new schedules! Maybe we might get more classes together than now!" She grabbed my hand and dragged me to a packed hallway.

I got pushed and shoved every which way, but the girl still had her grasp on my hand. Finally. We stopped passing classrooms and went into a very… grey room. "Uh, what's your name?" I asked the girl. "Alexis. Geez! You musta had too much booze last night or something!" she laughed as we sat down in desks next to each other. Booze? I don't drink! I'm underage! Then it struck me. Everyone drinks at my age! But I still can't believe that I would drink. I had alcohol once, at my first communion, and even mixed with water, it was just too strong!

"Oh y-yeah." I stammered, trying to act natural. "All right ladies and gentlemen. Take a seat. You will get passed out your new schedules now." She grabbed a stack of papers and walked down the row of students eagerly waiting. 'Yeses and Awws' filled the room as student got the papers. Alexis got hers before me and as soon as I got mine, she snatched mine out of my desk and compared them.

"Oh my gosh! We got all the same except for maths and history!" Alexis exclaimed. 'Oh…" I said absent mindedly. I was staring at a cute looking boy that was sitting at the back of the class. "Are you even listening to me Cadence?" She followed my eyes and her voice softened. "Liking Paul McCartney now eh?"

Wait! That's Paul McCartney? My eyes looked up and down him up and down. Of course! How could I miss that? Big eyes, rounded face, DA (duck's arse) styled hair! And that leather jacket! I must be dreaming! Judging from his looks, I'd say he's around the same age as me. 1956 or 57. "All right! Back in your seat Charlie!" she said to a boy. "Class is starting." She stalked back to her desk. Now. Can anyone tell me what a cell is?"

LATER…

45 painstakingly miserable minutes later, I was released from that science class. Me and Alexis' lockers were right next to each other (no surprise there). As I was leaving, I turned around, and the last thing I see was a book flying into my face.

So… I personally think this is much better written than Lost in Time. And just so you guys know, I did not spell Candace wrong. Cadence is supposed to sound like CAYDENSE so yeah,I think it is much prettier than Candace (No offense to owners of that name) I hope you guys liked it! I was think of deleting Lost in Time because it was so terribly written, but my best friend (the real Nya) asked me to continue it… so yeah. Read and review and stuff . Adios!