3rd Person POV

Now that school has started up, we now see the next week in which all the students are gathered together for their first proper lunch of the year. We first look at the table in which all the Beatles and friends are sitting together.

Paul's POV

How much can one person eat? Despite the fact that the food here tastes awful, and he is thin as a board, George has managed to eat like half of the provided food in the lunchroom.

"It's bloody wonderful!" George cries. "Food, wonderful food, and so much of it!"

"Calm down you swine!" John yells.

"Don't you call my best friend a swine, Lennon, if you know what's good for ya!" That would be Eric. Him and Eric have known each other since they were kids, and would stick together through anything, however, let's just say me and John are best friends and I won't stand for him being threatened.

"You better not lay a finger on my best friend, Clapp!" I flamed.

"Ohh?"

"Yeah."

"Watch me!" Eric yelled as he almost went in for a punch, but, unfortunately John beat him to it.

"Guys, stop it!" George cried as he pulled them apart.

"Seriously Lennon, you're always talking about peace and here you are in a fist fight!" Bob Dylan exclaimed. "I thought we were together on this!"

"Ugh..." John moaned.

"George I'm sorry for that," Eric apologized, "I just lost control."

"I'm sorry too man," I said, realizing I was like ninety percent of the reason the fight happened.

"Sorry, Georgey," John said genuinely.

"Wait, who's my best friend?" Ringo questioned.

"We are all your best friend kid," Bob said, much to Ringo's delight.

"Can we sit with you?" Turning around we see Tom, his best friend Stevie, and Bruce Springsting all looking at Bob with big smiles.

"Fine, kiddos." Bob huffed.

Bob's POV

I give up.

3rd Person POV

Next we move along to the members of Queen, and their friends.

Brian's POV

"Can we sit with you guys?" Peter Gabriel says pointing to himself and his friend Tony Banks.

"Sure, Darlings, we'd be happy to have you here with us, especially with student council and all!" Freddie replies in his normal, cheery tone.

"Great!" Peter says.

"You, know, I should have totally been on student council," Tony says.

"No matter! Your voice can still be heard!" David replies.

"Stop trying to make being better then me happen! It's never going to happen!" Peter retorts.

"Whatever, at least I don't play a girly instrument like the flute!"

"Tony, first off, what's wrong with being girly, second off, you don't need to be mean to your friend!" David interjected.

"What he said, darling," Freddie added. "And Peter, I think the flute is a marvelous instrument!"

To break the tension, I fancied it would be great to change the topic."So, um, guys, what is going to be the theme for the dance?"

"We'll be doing shabby chic, Brian," David answered.

"That sounds like fun!"Roger says. "That is basically my wardrobe in a nutshell!"

3rd Person POV

Needless to say, conversations like this are happening all over the lunchroom.

I'm sorry that this story really doesn't really have a proper ending.