Welcome to my story everyone. I hope everyone will enjoy and if you have ideas for chapter please comment them. I have to practice on my English, so why not write stories. Enjoy :>
Part 1
Ringo's POV
It was the year 1964, America. Ringo opened his eyes, he couldn't believe it. They were actually here, in AMERICA. Yesterday they did a successful performance at the Ed Sullivan show, it was amazing. Today they had a concert somewhere in the area they were staying. He didn't know this place very well. How would a boy from Liverpool know the Geography of America. It didn't matter, he just wanted to be evening.
Ringo heard the soft snoring of George, his best buddy. When he joined the band 2 years ago he got a strange feeling when he met George. It was a pleasant feeling, but it grew more painful over time. But Ringo couldn't have feelings for his best bud. Because they were best buds.
This is very short, but I just wanted to launch it. Till the next part guys :>