life sucks (paul mccartney x reader story)

good morning

you hear the sound of ringing coming from your bedside table. you realized that it was your alarm clock and it read 7:00 am. you turn it off and got up. you were always a morning person.

today was another day of 1958 wich meant that it was another day of school. you cringed at the thought of school. anyways now you were in the bathroom and you did your business. after that was done, you went downstairs and got ready.

like other 16-year-olds, you had a pretty good music taste. elvis was always your favourite.

you ate breakfast peacefully. you prepared cereal for yourself and you were quite surprised because you never tasted this one before (and the fact that it was cheaper than ordinary cereals made it better)

after you did your morning routine and prepared everything, you went outside and waited for the school bus. it arrived and went inside. you sat down beside a doe-eyed man with wonderful brown hair. you assumed he was around your age.

"good morning." the man said. "morning." you replied. he looked new. you haven't seen him around the campus before. you decided to ask him about it. "are you new here?"
"yeah. i just moved in yesterday. my name's paul by the way, paul mccartney." he puts his hand out so you could shake it.

"well, hello paul. i'm y/n l/n." you said with a smile. you realized that you already arrived at your school and you had to end the conversation with paul. "it was nice meeting you, paul. hey, wanna do you want to sit with me during lunch later?" you said shyly.

"why not. i mean i have no other friends here." you literally just met this random good-looking dude and he called you a friend. A FRIEND. but you liked it. you got out of the bus and went on your way to class..

a/n: hello i decided to do this book bc why not (and i love paul so.. also this idea really common but i have a really weird idea for the ending lmao)