(Just Like) Starting Over
Chapter 3
A/N: Okay, this is going to be a long author's note. I am really happy to be able to re connect with a few of my old friends on here, I really missed you guys. About recovering my old stories, I would really love to. A few of them were co-written and I am in contact with one of the other authors, for the other stories, I can copy and paste chapters from Private Messages on my old account. If any of the others I collaborated with are reading this, let me know if it's okay if I recover the stories. I will also be contacting the Beatles fan fiction directory after I finish writing this chapter, and I will see if I can replace the old links with new ones as soon as I recover the old stories. So anyways, I really hope you enjoy this chapter, it involves my favorite Beatle. See you at the bottom!
February 6th, 1958
Today, the Quarrymen were going down to the old train tracks to meet one of Paul's younger friends, George Harrison. Apparently, the kid was a real good guitar player, even better than Paul. John wouldn't be thrilled at having a younger member, because It might get them into some trouble, but if he was good as Paul said he was, it would be worth it. ]
"I just know you'll like him, Johnny," said Paul. "He plays a perfect "Raunchy"
"Cool," John replied.
They arrived at the tracks a little later and saw a tiny boy, definitely looked a year younger, if not two, then Paul. He had his hair in a greased back Elvis coif and he was decked out in a leather jacket. He also had a nice guitar strapped to his back.
"Hey, George!" Paul called out to his younger friend.
"Hi, Paul," George replied, looking a little shy.
"I brought the guys; they're ready to see you play." Paul replied. " Do it up."
George didn't have to be asked twice. He brought out his guitar and began to play a clear, perfect "Raunchy."
John really was amazed. He was really good. However, he really didn't want a kid in his band. The boy was barely sixteen. But before instantly turning down, he strangely took a moment to think. The boy had obviously prepared the piece and worked really hard. Heck, he probably practiced all day every day. The boy had dedication, and he deserved to be in a band as nice as his.
He brought the boys into a huddle and got all their opinions, although it didn't really matter. It was only his that counted. All of the boys weren't thrilled about his age, but agreed on his superior playing ability. And of course, Paul stuck up for his friend, and Paul and John usually agreed.
"Say, George," John began. "How would you like to be in the band?"
"Yes," he replied breathlessly, his whole face lighting up in joy.
A/N: Okay, before anyone says something… I know that that is not John Lennon's real personality. The point of this story is to Change the way all the members treat each other, to possibly lengthen the life of the band. With that being said, I really hope you enjoyed chapter three and please don't forget to review!