What If The Rolling Stones.......

Came Along For My Guitar Lessons

Wednesday

"Morning Mick, morning Keith, Charlie, Bill, Brian."

"Good morning Melia."
Mick says.

"Morning."
Bill says.

"Morning Melia."
Keith says.
Followed by the rest of the members.

"So what we doing today?"
Mick asks.

"I have a guitar lesson today, wanna come?"

"Yeah."
Ron says, followed by yes's from the other guys.

"Great! Keith, not touching the guitars."
I say.

"What's that supposed to mean?"
He says.

"I don't know. I just know you."

"I think that goes for all of us, boys."
Bill says.

I shake my head in agreement as we eat breakfast.

10 hours later

"Time........"

"Is on my side."
Mick starts singing.

"Mick! Not that song."
Keith says.

"I can't get no-"
Mick starts again.

"Definitely not!"
Keith says again.

Mick sighs.

I pack up my guitar, and we all walk up to the music store since the car isn't big enough, and the music store is really close by.

We walk in.
Mike and Paula at standing there as usual.

"Hi Mike, hi Paula. "

"Hi."
Mike answers followed by a "Hello" from his wife.

How are you?"
I ask.

"We're good, what about you?"
Paula asks with Mike shaking his head yes.

"I'm great, can't wait for my Tele."
I say.

"It's waiting."
Mike says.

"So you brought Keith Richards and his friends with you?"
Paula asks.

I nod.

"Rolling Stones this is Mike, and Paula, Mike and Paula this is Bill Wyman, Charlie Watts, Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, and Brian Jones."

"Hello."
They all say in Union.

"Hi."
Mike and Paula respond.

I turn around and Keith is gone.
"Keith, Keith!"

"Over there."
Mick points.

"I told him no touching the guitars without permission."
I say to Mike.

"Good thing yours is packed away all ready in the back."
Mike says.

"You can say that again."

"Keith! What are you- oh, right Telecaster, and the Gibson."
I say as his mouth drops to the ground.

"Go back home and get your Telecaster, wait it's a Fender, they might not allow it in here."
I say jokingly.

"Try to contain your selves guys, oh and there's 3 acoustics upstairs."

"Really?"
Mick says.

"Martians. I gotta go upstairs. See you later."
I say heading up the stairs.

After my lesson I come out only to find Brian and Bill up there staring at the guitars.

"Huh, surprised Keith isn't up here."
I say.

"He's looking at the Tele."
Bill says.

"Oh, Donna this is Bill, and Brian. Bill Brian, my guitar teacher, Donna."

"Hello."
Donna says.

"Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Bill Wyman, bassist."

"Hello, I'm Brian, Brian Jones."

"And what instruments do you play?"
Donna asks.

"Guitar, harmonica, sitar, bass, saxophone, piano, dulcimer, mandolin, recorder, keyboard, and many others."
Brian replies.

"Whoa, that's a lot!"
Donna says.

Brian shakes his head.

We head back downstairs and stay there talking till they close as usual.🏴