Just so you know, Shakespeare's Globe was demolished in 1944, but it's in this chapter. I know it's not very accurate but it's sort of just mentioned. Also the London Eye wasn't put up until 1999, but again, I wanted to put it in.
"Please, guys can't you just take me back to George's?" I asked pleadingly. I was worried about what happened to George and the three musicians seemed to notice.
"Well you can't very well get in if he's not there," John pointed out, "And it's a nice day out! Why do you want to be cooped inside all day waiting for George to get home?"
"How do you know he's not home?" I asked rolling my eyes before I looked at the sky and scoffed. It was far from a nice day. It looked like it was going to rain again.
"It doesn't matter," Ringo cut in, "We're gonna show you around London and you're going to enjoy it if it's the last thing we do." I sighed and looked at Paul. He hadn't said much since all this started and I wondered what he was thinking on the matter.
"You got anything to say, McCharmly?" I asked in a defeated manner. He shrugged and took my hand before he tugged me down the street.
"I say we go see Big Ben first!" He said. I laughed as he started to run. We ran down the sidewalk for a few blocks until we came to Big Ben. I gasped as Paul and I stopped in front of the giant clock tower. John and Ringo caught up to us as Paul and I stood there gazing up at the clock.
"Can we go inside?" I asked breathlessly. Paul shook his head as he panted from running.
"No, it's not open to the public," John said standing next to her. Paul gave her hand a squeeze as Ringo spoke up.
"I thought you could go in if you were a registered voter?" he said also looking up at Big Ben.
I shrugged and stepped out in front of the four boys, "How long have you boys lived in London?" I asked looking around at my surroundings.
"Awhile," Ringo shrugged walking up next to me as we started to walk down the street again. I put my arm around his waist and he did the same as John and Paul caught up to them, "Where're we going now?"
John raised his hand and waved it over his head. I laughed and pulled his hand down, "Yes, John?" I asked as he pulled my from Ringo's side to his.
"I say we go to Shakespeare's Globe." he said. I grinned.
"Now we're talkin'!" I said excitedly, "Lead the way Mr. Lennon!" He chuckled and pulled me by the hand in the right direction as Paul and Ringo tried to keep up.
When we got there, John and I bounced around on the stage and pretended to be in a performance while Paul and Ringo watched and laughed at us.
We were finally shewed away by security, and John and I ran out of there laughing the whole time.
Next, John pulled me on to the outside of Buckingham Palace. He took to trying to get the guards to move. He stood right next to one and mimicked his stance. I giggled and walked in front of John, who said, "Hey, McKenzie, I bet you can't make me laugh."
"I bet I can," I said giving him a challenging look.
"I bet this guy'll give in before me." John said defiantly. I laughed and paced back and forth before I jumped in front of John and made a funny face at him. Paul and Ringo giggled as they watched. I started to pace again before I did a funny dance, and I saw a flicker of a smile appear on John's face. I pointed at him and cocked an eyebrow.
"I saw that Johnny." I said smiling. He shook his head and I laughed, "John moving counts! You aren't allowed to move!" John's shoulders slumped and he walked over to me. He wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up ff the ground. I squealed with laughter as he spun me around and then put me back down.
When I finished laughing I looked at Ringo and I grabbed his hand, "What do you wanna do, Ringo?" I asked cocking my head to the side with a grin. He smiled and offered me his arm.
"I thought you'd never ask." he said, "And I get to pick two because John got to pick two."
"Oh this hardly counts!" John protested. Paul nodded.
"And I only got to pick one too." he said. I laughed at their childishness.
"I get to pick the next one," I said, "And I chose the London Eye." Paul grinned and nodded.
"OK, Richie, where do you want to go?" he asked.
Ringo took us to the Tower of London. It was nice, not to mention huge. I didn't pay much attention to everything because I was too excited about our next location.
When we got to the giant Ferris wheel on the South Bank of the River Thames. We all boarded and I giggled with excitement as we started to go higher and higher up in the thing. When we were at the very top I gasped. I could nearly all of London and it was absolutely amazing! I was disappointed when we got off, but I was thrilled I got the chance to go one it.
As we walked down the street, I held Paul and John's hands as they sang "I Wanna Hold your Hand" at the top of their lungs. I laughed and joined in whenever as Ringo clapped along to the beat.
When the song was over it was starting to get dark, and John decided it was time for us to go home. Paul volunteered to walk me back to George's apartment and John and Ringo said goodbye before they went on their way.
When we reached George's apartment building Paul stopped at the front door. "I sure did have a load of fun today." I said smiling. Paul nodded and grinned.
"Well we did too," he said, "Georgie sure missed out." My expression fell as I remembered George. I was suddenly more worried about him then I was before. I told Paul goodbye quickly and I ran up to George's apartment.
I suddenly didn't know whether to knock or not. I did anyway. I waited for George to open the door. When he did I was stunned and knocked to the floor when George clobbered me.
