George's P.O.V
I started walking to my dorm. After 12 years of homeschooling, I've decided to try public. My father let me choose where to go so I chose the best, Princeton Collage. There is only one thing wrong with it. It is located in America. Ew. I made it to my dorm and heard music coming from inside. There was also a man singing. I listened closely to the song. With a Little Help From my friends by The Beatles. I opened the door and the man didn't seem to notice. He was across the room at a small desk. He had reddish brown hair. His voice....oh my god...so lovely.
"Oh, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends", he hung. I leaned against the door and decided to join along.
"Do you need anybody?"
"I want somebody to love!"
"Could it be anybody?"
"I want somebody to-", the man s-side turning around. His face turned bright red. I looked into his eyes. His eyes. Gorgeous.