Flyinwolfie209

CASSIE “Y’know wha’ we need?” George says, staring pensively into space. “A saw?” John offers, flashing me a wide-eyed, mad-scientist look. I clutch my hand to my chest in fake terror. “Nah, tha’d make a mess on me floor.” He replies getting a disgusted look on his face. “We need to find Ahme. She can get tha’ stuff to shrink ‘er finger, and the ring’ll come off!” He finishes, grinning with confidence in his master plan. “Ye’re jus’ soft on ‘er,” Paul mutters. George rolls his eyes in reply. “How are we gonna find her anyhow

I tell the story of what’s happened in the last few days. I spare no detail, and when I’m done, I’m sure I’m blue in the face. I wait, regaining my breath, for my friend’s reply. The moments stretch out, and I begin to wonder if she’s hung up. “You’re joking, right?” She finally says. “I wish I was.” I reply, hoping she’ll believe me. “Well, then, I guess I’m going to England.” “What? Really? Why?” I say, shocked. “Well, I can’t trust you with some English rock stars, who knows what they’ll do! Yep, I

Stupid John. Always going after the cute birds. I'm lying in my bed, facing John's section of the room. I can't sleep, knowing that bastard's within three feet of her. Don't get me wrong, I love John like a brother. Like a brother that I wouldn't leave any girl alone with for any length of time. I don't know what Paul and George were thinking. I should be asleep. Not up, thinking about this crap. Why do even bother with this? I know John's gonna win anyhow, then he'll dump her 'cause he found some other bird, and she'll be gone. Definitely won't consider being with one of his best friends. She'll probably hate my guts, actually. I hear som

The drive starts out fine, my shivering disappearing in the warm car. John and Paul get into a fight about something or other, but I'm really not listening much. I keep thinking about the craziness of the current situation. Really, it's unbelievable. I happen to be in the Bahamas the same day as the Beatles, on the same beach, where there happens to be a sacred ring, and a crazed man that wants to kill whoever puts aforementioned ring on. The one and only Beatles just happen to want to help me out, and I just happen to fall head-over-heels in love with one who just happens to be single, and seems to like me back at least a little. I continue

Songbirds Original Lyric. You sit at the window and watch the world turn It's your little toy globe, you have no concern. You decide that it's too good, this world that we share So you start some fires before we're aware Of the too-trusting man, you take advantage And forge for yourself, an unholy badge That speaks of the blood you willfully spill And no person can stand up to face your will You sit at the window and watch the world burn It's your little toy globe, you have no concern You thought it's too good, this world that we shared Now, we watch the fires, finally aware You killed all your men, burnt all that could Many wan