Chapter 5~By Sophia R and Anjali D

Chapter 5

By Sophia R and Anjali D

Cynthia and IDK were quietly munching on some nuts Cynthia had found when they heard a noise that was coming from the heap of Beatle. Jumping up, Cynthia quickly made her way over to them and was just in time to see a head pop up. “Good morning!” Cynthia said brightly. “Mornin’,” he said, his voice laid with a thick Liverpudlian accent, “I had a dream I saw a pretty girl, but I guess its not a dream.” Cynthia blushed and gave a quick giggle until she came back to her sentences. “I’m Cynthia, and you may not believe me , but you and your friends sorta time traveled to the 17th century. I am very sorry to be the one to break it to you.” “What?!?!?!” he said as he jumped up and shook his friends awake. With moans and grumbles, they got up and started to take in their surroundings. “This girl here says it’s the 17th century.” His mates gave him blank confused stares. “Well, she may be a bit confused,” said one, “But first, we need introductions. I’m Paul, and these are me mates John, George and Ringo.” “Hey guys. Its nice to meet you but if we are going to get along i don't like being called confused. ” Cynthia said, pulling IDK up, “This is IDK and I’m Cynthia. You must be the Beatles.” “Yes, we are,” John said in a posh accent, he stared at her she blushed back "well are we just gonna stand here or are we gonna show them around and tell them the safety rules" IDK said then he Turned to the beatles "its not that safe in the 17th centry." Cynthia looked from one beatle to another for anything she stopped just a second to long on John. "Well aren't you gonna freak out i mean you don't know how long we will be stuck here or how much time will go by" Cynthia screamed kinda freaking out. "We are from 1962. We come in peace” John said trying to calm her down. “As do we,” Cynthia said, finally accepting the fact that they weren't freaking out “anyway, I supposed since we are stranded together it would be wise to stick together.” “Like peas in a pod!” The Beatles said in unison, hugging IDK and Cynthia, forming a bear hug. “Okay, not that tight!” Cynthia said, pulling away from them. They all reluctantly let her go except for John, who looked like a child clinging to its mother. “Let go John!” Cynthia said, trying to pry him off. “Never!” John said, hugging her tighter. “Oh well,” Cynthia said, sighing, “So, my Beatle friends, there’s some food over the-” “Foooood!” George screamed and dived down onto the food and started eating it like an animal. “Okay, so there is some food over there-” “Mine!” George hissed, protecting his food. “He really likes food, doesn’t he?” Cynthia asked as they all nodded their heads, “Well, anyways, I’m tired, so I’m probably going to go to bed. Catch ya in the morning!” Cynthia walked over to some moss she collected and laid down on it, trying to go to sleep. “I’m kinda tired too,” John said, walking over to Cynthia. Pushing her off the moss bed, he laid down on top of it as Cynthia got up. Cynthia pushed him off the bed and laid down on top of it. This continued for a while when Cynthia finely gave up and layed down on the cold, hard stone of the cave floor. “Awwwww, look, John made the poor girl sleep on the floor,” George said, “Cyn, come on over here. You can sleep with us!” “Okay,” Cynthia said getting up. John tossed and turned all night, his insides burning with jealousy.