Welcome to my first Beatles story! This was inspired when playing Beatles Rock Band with my friend Troy and little sister. My friend isn't much a Beatles fan, but liked the game. (He's more into country songs) He was saying how I can sound like John a lot when singing his songs. I think he was saying that since it echoes back from the TV and his voice with mine. But it gave me an idea of a story.

NOTE: I am a hard core Beatles lover, and this OC is pretty much me in the situation. I would seriously react this way no matter what anyone says.

I won't be using names from songs; I think that's kind of… Well, cheap. But if the plot is good, yea I'll stick with it. But I'd rather the character have her/his OWN name, instead from a song they wrote/sang.

Not What I Appear to Be

Chapter One

*~And Your Bird Can Sing~*

"Alright, everyone!" Came Brooks voice as he held the microphone.

His dark brown hair hung over his shoulders and his blue brown eyes scanned the audience at his small café. Kevin Brooks owned this café for music and classic rock lovers. They've had their haters and trolls, but it doesn't affect them for long. Every Friday and Saturday nights, Brooks holds performance night so they have bands from the city perform the famous songs that made Rock History.

The date is May 25th, 2012

Friday

6:45 pm

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Classic Café

"Tonight, we have new bands coming in playing some of our Bon Jovi classics and another for tribute to the Beastie Boys."

"Where the bloody hell is she?"

"But, our first band is a local known one."

"I don't know! She said she'd be here before Brooks started announcing!"

Brooks grinned as some cheers erupted from the crowd as they sat at their tables. "If you're a Beatlemania fan, you'll love this band."

"What's her cellphone number?"

"She changed it."

"Again!"

"I introduce you to…"

"Oh fuck."

"Our beloved rock group…"

"I'm here!"

Everyone's eyes shot to the front doors where they saw a girl panting. She wore a long black jacket, a white loose collar shirt, peach bandana around her neck, white cargos, and VAN sneakers. Strapped on her back was her Model 5002V58 Rickenbacker with a clean light tan wooden finish like style. Brown/blonde hair short around her neck but covered half of her ears, bangs parted to the right as it hung over her eye. Gray/green eyes were scanning around the place behind her rectangular silver rimmed glasses. Age of 21 recently.

"Well, here is the brain of the group, late as always." Brooks announced giving a small shake of the head.

"Aaron Glocern, here and ready to rock!" She grinned crookedly as she waved to the cheering crowd and ran back behind stage.

"What the fuck, Aaron!" Screamed Cedric with his red Allen Woody Rumblekat bass around his neck as his arms crossed. "You said you'd be here first, I should've known you'd be late. As always!"

Cedric Holen was a 24 year old cousin to Aaron from England. He was known for his short tempers and always being strict with the band being the eldest of the group. Also having more knowledge in bands, being in one as a teen for 4 years before moving with his cousin in America. He was tall and had a muscular stature. Recently cut short black brown hair hung above his eyes as the back of his hair was recently razor cut. His blue eye blazed with his infamous Holen temper. He wore a black leather jacket, red "The Who" shirt, black jeans, and convers shoes. Aaron always thought of him to be more like John, than the bass player Paul.

"Ah, ah my ears!" Aaron yelped covering her ears.

"Well! Where were you!"

She put her hands down. "Dad was trying to play my guitar again, so I had to get new strings."

"Again?" Eyes went to the drummer of the group who was holding drum sticks behind both her ears. "Why can't dad stick with the piano?" Harley shrugged clapping her hands to a random beat.

Harley Glocern was Aaron's 19 year old little sister. Long brown hair was held in a loose braid and big dark brown eyes. She was taller than her sister who was only 5'4, while Harley was 5'6. Aaron thought of her as George since she was as thin as a pencil and for her tall stature. She's played drums since she was a kid and started taking lessons at the age of 8. She also plays saxophone, but never during performance. She wore a navy blue tank top with a Beatles logo on it, a purple vest with pins and buttons of other bands she liked, light blue skinny jeans and Airwalk sneakers. She was an ambidextrous.

"Well, you know how easily bored he gets." Aaron retorted as she sat on a crate.

"Just ask Nash for an extra one next time." Huffed Cedric as he left for a moment to talk to Brooks.

"Here, Aar. Let me check your guitar." Offered Nash.

Nash Trod was a 22 year old guitarist as Aaron's childhood friend since grade school. She saved him when he was being bullied, earning a black eye. He owed her for that, and in turn taught her how to play guitar. Nash had shaggy dirty blonde hair and hazel blue eyes. He wore a red plaid collar shirt over a black tight black shirt, baby blue tie, dark blue jeans, and white and black sneakers. He had a secret crush on Aaron, but hid it very well. Harley knew, from him singing a song for Aaron for her recent birthday. He held a black and white traditional Les Paul guitar.

"Thanks." She smiled handing him her guitar. He checked the string seeing it was on a little too tight and tuned it to how she desired.

"Alright," Cedric returned. "Now are we ready?"

The two nodded as Aaron strummed her guitar. "Yup!"

"What's the song list for tonight?"

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Said Brooks to the crowd. "Let's try this again. I introduce you to, tribute band to the Beatles, Black Birds!"

The crowd cheered as the members jumped onto the stage. Some girls called Cedric and Nash's names. While calls called on Harley and Aaron's names. Harley checked over her drums, testing the sound and Cedric was checking the amps. Brooks was given the song list from Aaron as he left and she approached the right microphone. Cedric took the left and Nash was in the middle to the left of Harley and her drums. The front of her drum had their logo with a black bird after the word 'black'.

"Well, sorry for that late run in." Aaron said through her mic as she heard some laugh from the crowd. "Now, our first song will be a classic. Of course, they are all classics." More laughter came. "Let's not waste any more time!"

"Wait!
Oh yes, wait a minute Mr. postman
Wait!
Wai-ai-ai-ait Mr. postman

Mr. postman look and see (oh yeah)
You got a letter in your bag for me (please please Mr. po-o-o-stman)
I've

been waiting such a long time (oh yeah)
Since I heard from that girl of mine.

There must be some word today-ay-ay
From my

girlfriend so far away
Please Mr. postman look and see
If there's a letter, a letter for me.

I've been standing here waiting Mr. postman
So-o-o patiently
For just a

card or just a letter
Saying she's returning home to me.

Some audience song along and clapped to the beat. The girls squealed when Nash winked at them.

Aaron had lead vocals having strong voice to sing like John. That's what made the band popular, between the boys and both girls, it was her singing like the Beatles that made them popular in the city. Aaron bobbed her head softly as she sang, her knees bobbing like John as he used to perform. Harley bobbed her head like a parrot. Both Nash and Cedric sharing a mic for harmonies for Aaron.

"Please Mr. Postman
Mr. postman look and see (oh yeah)
You got a letter in your bag for me (please please Mr. po-o-o-stman)
I've been waiting such a long time (oh yeah)
Since I heard from that girl of mine.

So many days you passed me by-y-y
See the tear standing in my eye
You didn't stop to make me feel better
By leaving me a card or a letter

Mr. postman
Mr. postman look and see
You got a letter in your bag for me (oh yeah)
I've been waiting such a long time
Since I heard from that girl of mine.

Boys always thought she wasn't a pretty face, but wanted her voice for recording on the internet, but she was never interested. She was known for her scratchy voice, singing more male songs and do male voices. It wasn't until she started singing in played in middle school she could never take female parts. Aaron ended up with male parts, despite she was bullied and teased from this.

Aaron took it in pride.

You gotta wait a minute, wait a minute, oh yeah (Mr. postman)
Wait a minute, wait a minute, oh yeah (Mr. postman)
You gotta wait a minute, wait a minute, oh yeah (Mr. postman)
You gotta check it and see, one more time for me.

You gotta wait a minute, wait a minute, oh yeah (Mr. postman)
Wait a minute, wait a minute, oh yeah (Mr. postman)
Mr. po-o-o-stman, oh yeah (wait a minute, wait a minute)
Deliver the letter, the sooner the better.

You gotta wait a minute, wait a minute, oh yeah (Mr. postman)
Wait a minute, wait a minute, oh yeah (Mr. postman)
You gotta wait a minute, wait a minute, oh yeah (Mr. postman)
You gotta wait a minute, wait a minute, oh yeah
You gotta wait a minute, wait a minute, oh yeah."

The crowd cheered for the band as they bowed and stood straight. Aaron grinned and approached the mic. "Now, this past winter, I got over some sore throat-"

"Laryngitis." Cedric corrected.

She nodded. "Yea, that." Some laughter came as she shrugged with a funny face. "Um, so I can't sing much tonight, I'm sorry."

"No Twist and Shout!" Laughed Harley.

"Yea, no! Twist and Shout, good lord!" More laughter and hard ones came. "So, this next one I'll let the boys take over, then one more and we can let the other bands get a chance." She whispered into the mic, "But we can always just pretend they're not here." The audience laughed as she shook her head mouthing 'just joking'.

"I been told when a boy kiss a girl
Take a trip around the world
Hey, hey (Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey (Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey, (Bop shuop) yeah, she say ya do (Bop shuop)

My girl says when I kiss her lips
Gets a thrill through her fingertips
Hey, hey (Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey (Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey, (Bop shuop) yeah, she say ya do (Bop shuop)

Well, I talk about boys
Don't ya know I mean boys
Well, I talk about boys, now
Aaahhh, boys
Well, I talk about boys, now
What a bundle of joy!
(Alright, George!)"

This time it was Cedric's turn to lead as he had a semi deep voice and always sang Ringo's songs better than Aaron. She could only sing so many without hurting her throat or not going low enough.

Girls always flirted and wanted Cedric more than Nash, since he was British and has the accent. Also because of he was more muscular than Nash.

Nash and Aaron stayed as back up here,

"My girl says when I kiss her lips
Gets a thrill through her fingertips
Hey, hey (Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey (Bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey, (Bop shuop) yeah, she say ya do (Bop shuop)

Well, I talk about boys
Don't ya know I mean boys
Well, I talk about boys, now
Aaahhh, boys
Well, I talk about boys, now
What a bundle of joy!

Oh, oh, ah yeah boys
Don't ya know I mean boys?
Ooh, boys
Ah ha
Well I talk about boys now"

The crowd cheered louder as they bowed and paused to get different instruments set up. Now Aaron had a keyboard on the stage with her guitar sitting by her sister's drums. Some laughter came with Cedric almost tripped on a cord was plugging Aaron's keyboard in. She looked over and spread her arms out as if saying 'jeez be careful' with a laugh.

"I probably shouldn't sing this song, but when do I listen?" Aaron laughed into the mic set on her keyboard.

"Never." Her band members replied making the crowd laugh.

"You can imagine how hard it is to get her to stop playing her guitar at 3 in the morning." Harley joked. Rim shooting her drums.

"Thanks for the backup, sis."

"Anytime!" She grinned.

Nash plucked his strings with a 'wa, wa, waa' making the crowd roar with laughter. Aaron gave a look making Nash rise is hand with an innocent face pointing at Cedric. He looked over and poked his hair. They started a poking war as Aaron jammed some keys as if it was a battle. Brooks laughed hard along with the crowd as he was enjoying their company more than anyone else.

"Tell me guys." Said Nash. "Should Aar here lead this next song or me?"

A mix of shouts came from both names. Cedric took a coin out and threw it in the air. The two stood next to him as he caught it. "Heads Aaron, tails Nash." He revealed it and held up Nash's arm. "Pretty boy's turn!" He teased as girls squealed.

"Woop!" He bellowed in the mic.

"You telling lies thinking I can't see
You don't cry cause you're laughing at me
I'm down (I'm really down)
I'm down (Down on the ground)
I'm down (I'm really down)
How can you laugh when you know I'm down
(How can you laugh) When you know I'm down

Man buys ring woman throws it away
Same old thing happens every day
I'm down (I'm really down)
I'm down (Down on the ground)
I'm down (I'm really down)
How can you laugh when you know I'm down
(How can you laugh) When you know I'm down
(Hurry up, John!)"

As if on cue, Aaron went crazy on her keyboard. Nash laughed as she made an 'ow' when he hit the keys too hard with her elbow. Biting her lip she used her other elbow getting less pain.

Nash always sang Paul's songs as he had the softest voice next to Harley. He and Aaron took turns singing, as she usually let him sing them when her voice was strained from singing John's songs. Cedric and Harley took over for back up in the middle as her throat was scratched up from the song before.

"We're all alone and there's nobody else
You still moan, "Keep your hands to yourself!"
I'm down (I'm really down)
Oh baby I'm down (Down on the ground)
I'm down (I'm really down)
How can you laugh when you know I'm down
(How can you laugh) When you know I'm down.
Waaaao! Baby I'm down

Oh baby you know I'm down (I'm really down)
Oh yes I'm down (I'm really down)
I'm down on the ground (I'm really down)
Ahhhh! Down (I'm really down)
Oh baby I'm upside down, a yea yea yea yea yea
I'm down (I'm really down)
Oh baby I'm down (I'm really down)
I'm feeling upside down (I'm really down)
Ooo! I'm down (I'm really down)
Baby I'm down yea
Oh baby I'm down yea
Baby I'm down (I'm really down)
Well baby I'm down (I'm really down)
Well baby baby baby (I'm really down)
Oh baby I'm down
I'm down, down, down"

They bowed and waved as they went back stage with the crowd cheering. Brooks helped Cedric get the drums off and keep them in the back. The girls and Nash sighed as sweat drenched their faces and hands shook a bit from playing. Aaron gulped down a can Arizona tea for her throat which felt nice.

"Maybe your throat wouldn't hurt so much if you didn't drench it with sugar and tea." Said Harley as she twirled her drum sticks.

"Please," Aaron chocked out taking a big gulp. "Without my tea, I wouldn't have this voice."

"You lie; you've had that since I met you." Laughed Nash as he cleaned his guitar from finger prints he put on it. "I remember thinking you were a boy until we hit 5th grade."

"It's not my fault my boobs came in earlier than anyone else's!" She defended.

"Or being a size 38C." Chuckled Cedric making Aaron glare him. He shrugged sucking on his newly lit ciggy.

"Great work, guys." Gleamed in Brooks as he joined tem. "While you were playing that second song, I got a call from my friend."

"The one with the lazy eye?" Nash asked pointing at his left eye.

"I thought both his eyes were lazy?" Harley knotted her brows.

Brooks shook his head with a laugh. "No, no. The one that lives in London, Jack. He's doing a video project involving the Beatles."

"Oh, that's cool. What's it on?" Aaron beamed.

"Well, he heard you guys over the phone, and wants to make a documentary like movie about you guys and the band."

"Seriously!" Jumped the female drummer.

"Why us?"

"At first he thought it was Rain or me playing a record. But when I told him a female was singing with her own band, he just had to see for himself."

"He's coming here?" Nash asked.

"No, he wants to fly you in! You'll be visiting the home place of the Beatles; Liverpool!"

All four were shocked. Well, Cedric being least shock. But going to England! And to top it all going to the birthplace of the legend themselves! Liverpool! Aaron had to sit down thinking she was going to black out.

"Shit, Liverpool? Seriously!" She was in awestruck shock! She took her glasses off and rubbed her eyes. "I'd never thought I'd ever get there."

"Sis!" Cried Harley as she grabbed her sister's jacket sleeve. "Mom and dad will be thrilled!"

She smiled at her little sister with tears hidden in her eyes. "Totally!"

"And don't worry about the expenses, he'll charter you a plane and pay for it all." Brooks assured.

"Oh man, B." Aaron stood and hugged her friend. "Thanks so much! You have no idea what this means to me. To us!"

He patted her back as her group smiled and got excited jittered in the bottom of their stomachs. The bands played various songs from the Beastie Boys Tribute to Bon jovi and Rolling Stones. In the middle of a song by the Doors, the microphones decided to stop working, making the band stop as the microphone wires were damaged from the age.

The night went on with Brooks managing to get older microphones to work, but it was getting late. Black Birds decided to sing one more song before calling it a night, as they had news to tell their families. It was close to 11pm

"Thank you for having a blast tonight!" Came Aaron's excited voice from the mic. "We have recent news from our great friend, Brooks." Eyes glanced to the owner in the back as he was making drinks and foods for the costumers. "He informed us a few hours ago that his friend Jack. Will be making a film, video on the Beatles. But," She paused as some cheers come. "But, he has requested making the film about us and our dedication to the greatest rock band, The Beatles!"

The crowd roared with cheers and whistling as they never imagined seeing them on the big screen. It would be like when The Beatles visited America, or when the band Rain traveled the same road they did on their first America tour. They all knew why this band was special; how often does a female sing like half of the members?

"Now, we have to leave right after this next song." She pushed her glasses up. "We might not come on tomorrow, we're sorry." Some oohs and awes came.

Cheers got louder. Cedric was getting his harmonica out, now with his chocolate brown acoustic guitar. Aaron smiled as he played a funny tune making the girls laugh as well.

"Good, I thought it had some dust in it." He laughed. Just like John did when performing live with both guitar and harmonica on the holder of his shoulders. Aaron started and sung lead with Nash.

"I'm a loser
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be

Of all the love I have won or have lost
There is one love I should never have crossed
She was a girl in a million, my friend
I should have known she would win in the end

I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be

Although I laugh and I act like a clown
Beneath this mask I am wearing a frown
My tears are falling like rain from the sky
Is it for her or myself that I cry

I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be"

Nash got a solo guitar part as he moved around getting the girls to laugh and shout random, words. It was hard to hear as they shouted when Cedric was on the harmonica.

When Aaron felt she couldn't go too low, she had Nash harmonize with her to sound better.

"What have I done to deserve such a fate
I realize I have left it too late
And so it's true, pride comes before a fall
I'm telling you so that you won't lose all

I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be"

The crowd cheered as loud as possible but tried not to be too loud to the restaurants next door. They bowed and waved as they got off stage to be greeted by fans and Beatle lovers a like. Some asked the boys for a date, while the girls were ask for phone numbers. They had to decline as they were too busy or just couldn't accept from a random person.

Aaron was known to turn down boys, as she never was one to be in a relationship. She claimed no one can understand her enough to be with her, and she was right. The longest relationship she was in was 4 days before the boy said something Aaron was dishearten by.

"You should give another guy a chance, sis." Said Harley as they got in the van to head home.

Her drums and their guitars and other instruments in the back. Cedric got in front to drive with Aaron in shot gun. Harley sat behind Aaron and Nash behind Cedric as he listened to his MP3 Player.

"Nah, way." She said munching on Lay Stax chips she had in her bag. "Music is my relationship."

"Come on!" She whined shaking the chair. "I want to be an aunt!"

"Harley," Cedric interjected with eyes on the road. "She's only 22; I'd wait another 20 years if I were you."

"40 to have kids? That's too old!" The teen leaned back probing her feet on her sister's chair above her head. "She'll be 60 when their 20." She crossed her legs as her elder sister turned to her. "Mom and dad are already in their early 60s. We don't want them to be grandparents at 80."

"Hey, how do you think I feel?" The British cousin looked at her in the rearview mirror. "My parents are only in their mid-40s and are always on my arse about having kids. And their all the way in Italy now on vacation! They still call to see if I met my wife yet." He sighed.

Aaron rolled her eyes and continued munching her chips. Her mind was full of wonderment on how the trip to Liverpool, England would be. She just wanted to see everything! The flats they grew up in, the studio they recorded in, and most of all; the Cavern Club.

She sighed in content as she closed her eyes, humming the song they sang at the café.

"And I'm not what I appear to be…"

(Please review as this will be continued in the mid-summer of 2012. If you'd like another to see how it goes, I will gladly write another chapter. The Beatles will come next chapter, if you want them here to decide if this story is good, then I'll write the next to help your decision)