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Polly ran home with George.
"My mum is going to be angry you split chocolate milk on my new dress, so I wont mention it OK.."
Young Polly explained to young George.
"OK but remember my chocolate milk was wasted on your dress to!"
Polly chuckled
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Polly knocked on the door, her mother answered.
she gasped at her dress.
"Polly what happened to your new dress!?"
"Im sorry mum but George split chocolate milk on it, but it was an accident I swear!"
Polly blurted out
George smiled at her innocents.
"Im really sorry Mrs Matthews I can make her a new one..."
She looked at George then back at Polly.
this reminds her of her and Fredric when thy were kids.
she smiled.
"Oh tut tut, don't worry kids, come inside."
Polly and George smiled at each other.
"George I'll show you my room!"
Polly threw her bag on the lounge chair and George placed his on the ground.
they ran upstairs and Polly shut the door behind them.
George took in her room. It is much bigger than his.
"I'm an only child. my mum is only able to have one kid. but I don't mind really.."
George frowned, he had quiet a lot of siblings so he couldn't relate.
"wanna hang out?"
Polly smiled.
"sure!"
George smiled and ran to a bucket of toys.
the two played for hours on end, They laughed. They smiled they had a great time.
"Polly I think that this might be the beginning of a life long friendship"
George said in a grown up voice an posture,
"you think so?"
"Oh I know so."
Polly smiled and hugged him,George didn't hug her back at first but soon did.
"George your mother called she wants you back soon darling."
Polly's mother shouted from downstairs.
"well I better get going Polly. Wait can I call you polyester?"
"no! that sounds like a science thing."
"OK the polyester see you tomorrow. sorry for spilling chocolate milk on your dress."
"that's OK Georgina.... so do you want to be friends then?"
he smiled
"why not."
and with that George left, he would never forget this day bec day he fell in love, in love with a girl called
Polly Anne Matthews
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Younglings
FanfictionPolly Mathews has always known George harrison as the boy that spilt chocolate milk on her new dress when they were 7. knowing each other since they were younglings. But Polly starts to feel differently towards him. Will he feel the same way? There...
