Sequel: Wish You Were Here. ›
Band on the Run.
The Girl I Love.
"J'AI FINI! J'AI FINALEMENT FINI!" I cried as I ran through the doors of my culinary arts school. I got my Cordon Bleu certificate and now I was off to London. To see Syd, my love. To see Nicole, my best friend. To see Roger, my other best friend.
I couldn't believe I was finally done with school. I knew that Nicole was finally teaching in a high school, soon to be teaching in a college.
When I got to my apartment, I packed a few things for the week I would be spending in London with my best friends. I was finally going to be with them...
A few days later...
I was just getting off the plane when I heard...
"CHERYL!" It was weird hearing this in an English accent, I couldn't help but smile as I felt the impact of Nicole hugging me.
"It's finally you..." I said, smirking at her.
"Love your new accent." So I had caught one while in France.
We finally arrived at her apartment and I got introduced to her roommate, Louise. She didn't look like the type of girl Nicole would hang out with, but it wasn't any of my business.
"Hello, I'm Cheryl. Pleased to meet you." I extended out my hand. She only scoffed and shrugged. I rolled my eyes.
"I don't associate with the French." She said in a snobby tone.
"I'm not French. I'm actually from Cambridge, and before that, Canada. So you better watch it." I snapped, going into Nicole's room.
"Sorry, she's not usually like that." Nicole apologized.
"It's okay. With my new accent, I have to get used to it..." I sighed and laid down on her bed.
"Wanna smoke a joint?!" She cried in excitement.
After the joint, we met up with her new boytoy, David Gilmour, Roger and Syd. Roger wasn't too happy about Gilmour being there, but he was really happy to see me. Syd was just ecstatic.
"Oh, Cheryl, mon amore, will you speak le French to me?" Syd mocked. I pushed him playfully and rolled my eyes.
"Monsieur Barrett, you must think you're quite the charmer, don't you?" I asked, kissing him passionately.
We all decided to go have lunch and then after, we would head to a club and get really high.
I couldn't believe I was finally done with school. I knew that Nicole was finally teaching in a high school, soon to be teaching in a college.
When I got to my apartment, I packed a few things for the week I would be spending in London with my best friends. I was finally going to be with them...
A few days later...
I was just getting off the plane when I heard...
"CHERYL!" It was weird hearing this in an English accent, I couldn't help but smile as I felt the impact of Nicole hugging me.
"It's finally you..." I said, smirking at her.
"Love your new accent." So I had caught one while in France.
We finally arrived at her apartment and I got introduced to her roommate, Louise. She didn't look like the type of girl Nicole would hang out with, but it wasn't any of my business.
"Hello, I'm Cheryl. Pleased to meet you." I extended out my hand. She only scoffed and shrugged. I rolled my eyes.
"I don't associate with the French." She said in a snobby tone.
"I'm not French. I'm actually from Cambridge, and before that, Canada. So you better watch it." I snapped, going into Nicole's room.
"Sorry, she's not usually like that." Nicole apologized.
"It's okay. With my new accent, I have to get used to it..." I sighed and laid down on her bed.
"Wanna smoke a joint?!" She cried in excitement.
After the joint, we met up with her new boytoy, David Gilmour, Roger and Syd. Roger wasn't too happy about Gilmour being there, but he was really happy to see me. Syd was just ecstatic.
"Oh, Cheryl, mon amore, will you speak le French to me?" Syd mocked. I pushed him playfully and rolled my eyes.
"Monsieur Barrett, you must think you're quite the charmer, don't you?" I asked, kissing him passionately.
We all decided to go have lunch and then after, we would head to a club and get really high.