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"A car is waiting outside, the driver will take you to the flat's building, the same where the Beatles live" Shake expected screams, but she only said
"I guess I'll see you in three months Gordon...maybe more"
Just as he told her, the car was outside, a black Mercury town sedan; she put her suitcases in the back, ready for her first adventure.
Inside, she was thinking about how this book could transform her into a successful author. She was in London, she felt for the first time secure of her confidence. "We have arrived Miss" he helped her with the suitcases; it was a luxurious place, at least compared with what she was used to. A big reception, white walls and a big chandelier in a 6 floor building.
"Miss could you tell me your name please?" the receptionist asked
"Michelle Walsh" she said without looking at her, she was admiring the place.
"Number 2-18, second floor, here's the key" Michelle took it "You have a message, that says they request your presence tomorrow at 11 am, floor number 6, second door"
"Thank you, second door to the right, or to the left?" she asked, clearly the receptionist found that question funny
"I'm sure you'll know, good afternoon Miss" A confused Michelle thanked her again, and went to her new flat.
She walked through the alley, looking for the 2-18 carrying her heavy luggage...2-14, 2-16 and finally her 2-18, she opened the door, it wasn't as big as she pictured it, after all she was imaging a room in the castle; three rooms, a small living room next to the small kitchen, and everything was as white as the lobby. She closed the door and went straight into her new bedroom, a big fancy bed with a big window next to it, she opened it, expecting to have a wonderful view, and sadly the view was the backside of another building. It was time to take a look at the third room, the bathroom; It was small but immaculate. She really needed to rest, after spending the morning with Gordon and his "intelligence" she was tired; "I'll unpack tomorrow" she said, and let herself fall on the bed. Before she could fall a sleep she remembered, she had to call her mother "Mom? I'm good, don't worry. I'll miss you too, I will. I promise. No, it won't be about the Queen, I promise to call you, have to go, goodbye".
Early in the morning she finished unpacking, she made herself a cup of coffee, "I should go for a walk, it's too early" she said to herself . Taking her Pentax camera with her, because she had to take pictures of her new environment; she went out.
Outside the building a man with big framed glasses was sitting, he seemed like he knew the place so she decided to ask him for touring advices. "Good Morning, may I-" The man looked at her camera; he rolled his eyes, and didn't let her finish.
"God, what do ye want woman, I can't okay?" He, for some reason, snapped "I won't take a picture with ye, just clear the fuck off" she was astonished "I do not belong to you, or to your crazy friends, so stop stalking me"
"I just wanted-" What Michelle wanted was to explain him, but he didn't let her finish
"Shit, fine!" And with the pen he was holding, he autographed her arm "Now leave me alone, and go and play with your dolls, kid"
"What is wrong with you? you must be a spoiled twit, get yourself a manners lesson for the next time you're planning on talking to a woman" she told him, she decided that the incident won't ruin her happy day, she walked to a park near the area, but she was still angry to take good pictures, so she just sat there, trying to relax.
When she returned to the building, it was time for her meeting, she looked for her notebook, took a pen. Looking at herself in mirror she said "Your life won't be the same, finally things will make sense" .She took a look at the clock "eleven ten! , I must go"
She took the elevator, the doors opened, it seemed like a horror movie, all white and two red doors, one of them had doodles over it, and a sign that said BEWARE OF THE BEATLES the receptionist was right, she knew instantly which room. Those seemed to be really big apartments , half of the floor at least, she knocked, and there was no answer. "It's too late" she said to herself, so she sat on the floor waiting for them. Then the door opened "We've been waiting for you" The man said "I'm the one who sent you the letter, I'm glad you accepted the invitation" she smiled "Come in, make yourself at home"
"Thank you" she said timidly, she entered and sat in the living room, the flat was big, she noticed; ithad 4 different bedrooms, another room, a kitchen and a bathroom. The living room had four green sofas, and a tea table. Probably they had a maid, because it seemed imposible that 4 man living there could have a place such as neat as that one.
"Excuse me, I'm going to tell the boys you're here; they are in the roof"
"The roof?" she asked
"Yes, that's where they get some fresh air" he explained "As I said, make yourself at home" and he went out. She stayed there, sitting, waiting, and feeling curious about the place; she stood up and she decided to take a look around. She went to the kitchen, it was big and quite empty. "Apparently they only eat at restaurants" she thought She walked down the small hall, where the bedrooms were, another room, with no door caught her attention, she entered, there was no furniture but a small desk, only magazines and some books on the floor were the decoration; she wandered around. She started to take a look at the books "They have good taste" she said, she was about to leave the room when a guitar overtook her attention, someone had broken it, that concerned her. She turned back, and a man was standing in the hall, she recognized him.
"YOU!" they shouted in unison; then the door opened, Norm and three Beatles entered.
"Call the Police Norm, I've got my stalker here"
"What are you saying Lennon, she's not a stalker, she's a writer" Norm explained
"You're wrong this is the crazy fan I told you about, remember? The one that pissed me off and that I had to give my autograph to" he declared. crossing his arms.
"Autograph!" exclaimed Michelle, in an offended tone "You were the one who made doodles all over my arm!" she was mad at him
"Well, you're really lucky I was in a good mood and I decided to give you my autograph"
"Why in the world would I want it?! I had no idea you were a Beatle" replied, in a louder tone.
"Yeah right, well you won't work with us, so get the fuck out" He said approaching daunting to her, trying to intimidate her. It functioned, she stepped back a little.
"Control your temper Lennon; don't worry Miss, we are thinking on kicking him out of the band; Nice to meet you, I'm Paul" he said extending his hand "He's Ringo, and the one with the big ears is George"
"And the one with the big head is John Lennon, I suppose" she said, provokingly
He looked madly at her "You're fired, smarty pants"
"Of course she's not" Norm declared "Now, why don't we all sit down and talk about-"
"I don't want her, Norm, period. She doesn't seem professional, how old are you? 12? I bet she can't even write"
Michelle loved to argue about her skills, she did it all the time with people back at home "And you can't sing, but you're in a band, aren't you?" she said.
After that Lennon looked at Norm, very frustrated.
"John!, outside NOW!" Norm exclaimed, and they went outside, Norm closed the door
"Stop it, go and apologize to her" He said, cracking his fingers as he always did when in stressful situations, and those never seemed to lack when you worked with John Lennon.
"Are you nuts? of course I won't, that little girl is tearing me apart, can't you see?" he answered with a hostile face.
"Give her a chance, she's the one who wrote that article you told us, stop with that attitude and treat her with respect"
John was furious, he hated to follow instructions, but this time he knew he had to give up "But she's being really...difficult, I can't stand people like that"
"NO, you CAN'T stand people arguing with you. Please act like a gentleman and apologize" Norm was pleading
Biting his lower lip, and really irritated he replied "Fine!" He opened the door, then he slammed it, staring at Michelle, with an evil look, he passed them by and went straight into his room.
"You have to excuse him, he's really stubborn" Norm said "Ringo go and talk to him, will you?"
"C'mon can't you see that I'm flirting with the lady" Ringo said, making her nervous.
"No one can see that, Rings" George said "Send Paul, he's the only one who hasn't been punch by him"
"Maybe I should apologize" Michelle said, expecting someone to stop her, and Paul did.
"Don't worry luv, I'll go, you really don't want to speak to an angry Lennon" Paul stood up, and walked toward John's room
And George joked "Go and kiss the princess, Paulie"
"Belt up" He said. As he knocked at the door he noticed John's guitar was broken, he shook his head in disapproval, he knocked again.
"I know it's you Paul, clear off!" John said from behind the door, but that didn't stop Paul, who entered without his permission.
"When did you break that guitar?" he asked
"When did you lose your manliness?"
"Sod off, what's wrong with ye?"
"Mind your own business Macca" he dryly said. "Besides, what are you doing here? There's a bird outside, if you don't go out, Ringo is gonna get 'er"
"Are you going to continue with your stubbornness? c'mon git, tell me what happened?"
"Have you read the papers lately? everything is about, who's the cutest beatle, who's dating John, what John ate today...I'm starting to hate all this shit, it's like we're in fucking high school, I want to be legend, you know? Not a freaking gossip article"
"That's why you broke you guitar?" he sat on a chair
"They don't write about my talent, I'm starting to think I don't have any; and they never ask me about our music, they just look for me to ask me about me dinner; it's a hunting; Paul, they are looking for me trying to piss me off to make me hit some guy and make a scandal out of it" He stood up "Now you bring me this girl, that will write about my private life..."
"That's no true, in fact, all what you've just said, she will write about that" Paul said , trying to convince him.
"I don't care anymore; I'm disappointed, I want it my way or my way. Besides, I really don't like her"
"You don't have to like her, I didn't like you when I began playing with your band" Paul joked, trying to change his mood. Since he didn't say anything else, he told John, to go and meet her.
They only found George eating a sandwich; and Ringo, who was sitting on the sofa, read a magazine.
"Where's Norm?" John asked
Ringo looked at him and answered "In the bathroom"
"With the girl?"
"Of course not John, she left, Norm told her you were sick and that you would feel much better tomorrow" he continued reading his magazine
"Basically 'e lied" George added "You had lessons, why you acted like that?"
"As you see, I can't be controlled" he answered with a mild look.
"Did you break your guitar?" he asked
"Yes, want me to show you how I did it, lend me your head and you'll see"
Norm came from the bathroom "You had to embarrassed me, when are you going to stop being. ..you?"
"The day you get a girlfriend, that means never"
"John, try to act formal, she's a writer who's just here to do her job, write about you boys" Norm took a cup of tea from the table "Tomorrow she'll be taking photos of you at the studio, at least try to ignore her"
