My Beatles Fan Fic - Chapter 6
Short one.
Date!
~ Chapter 6 ~
After she gets dressed, Katorea realizes that she doesn’t know where the boys live, and she doesn’t know any of their phone numbers. She calls Norm and gets their address. At about a quarter to four, she leaves her house to meet George. She arrives at their house about ten minutes later. George greets her at the door. She’s glad she remembered which door was his. After about an hour of small talk over tea, George and Katorea go out to supper. After they eat, they go out to a club. By now it is eight o’clock. They have a full night of dancing and talking ahead of them. At about nine-thirty, John shows up at the club. Ringo comes in a few minutes later. They were out clubbing together. They went to sit with Katorea and George.
“Where’s Paulie?” George asks.
“He didn’t want to go out. He stayed home tonight,” Ringo answers.
“Said he wasn’t in the mood,” John adds. “He started acting that way after you left. When we left he was leaving for a walk.” That wasn’t the whole truth. Paul, indeed, wasn’t in the mood to go out, but John and Ringo had failed to mention why.
{Flashback to about seven o’clock.} After George and Katorea left, he started sulking. Before long, he started sobbing. Ringo asked him what was wrong.
“Why doesn’t she like me, Ring?” Paul sobbed.
“She agreed to go out with you, didn’t she? She doesn’t hate you, she just doesn’t want a relationship with you.”
“What’s wrong with me? What does George have that I don’t?”
“There’s nothing wrong with you, Paulie. She probably just likes the quiet type. Don’t worry about it. There’ll be other girls.”
“She’s not just a girl, Ring. She’s…she’s…”
“Wonderful,” John interrupted, with a mock dreamy sound to his voice. “That’s what you said about Judy.”
“This is different, John. I really like her. And she hates me!” He flopped down on his bed.
“Come on, Paulie. Don’t beat yerself up about it,” John answered. “There’s nothing you can do about it. Now, are you going out with us, or what?”
“No, I think I’ll just go for a walk.”
“Fine. Suit yerself,” John said as he put on his jacket. He and Ringo left Paul lying on his bed.
Date!
~ Chapter 6 ~
After she gets dressed, Katorea realizes that she doesn’t know where the boys live, and she doesn’t know any of their phone numbers. She calls Norm and gets their address. At about a quarter to four, she leaves her house to meet George. She arrives at their house about ten minutes later. George greets her at the door. She’s glad she remembered which door was his. After about an hour of small talk over tea, George and Katorea go out to supper. After they eat, they go out to a club. By now it is eight o’clock. They have a full night of dancing and talking ahead of them. At about nine-thirty, John shows up at the club. Ringo comes in a few minutes later. They were out clubbing together. They went to sit with Katorea and George.
“Where’s Paulie?” George asks.
“He didn’t want to go out. He stayed home tonight,” Ringo answers.
“Said he wasn’t in the mood,” John adds. “He started acting that way after you left. When we left he was leaving for a walk.” That wasn’t the whole truth. Paul, indeed, wasn’t in the mood to go out, but John and Ringo had failed to mention why.
{Flashback to about seven o’clock.} After George and Katorea left, he started sulking. Before long, he started sobbing. Ringo asked him what was wrong.
“Why doesn’t she like me, Ring?” Paul sobbed.
“She agreed to go out with you, didn’t she? She doesn’t hate you, she just doesn’t want a relationship with you.”
“What’s wrong with me? What does George have that I don’t?”
“There’s nothing wrong with you, Paulie. She probably just likes the quiet type. Don’t worry about it. There’ll be other girls.”
“She’s not just a girl, Ring. She’s…she’s…”
“Wonderful,” John interrupted, with a mock dreamy sound to his voice. “That’s what you said about Judy.”
“This is different, John. I really like her. And she hates me!” He flopped down on his bed.
“Come on, Paulie. Don’t beat yerself up about it,” John answered. “There’s nothing you can do about it. Now, are you going out with us, or what?”
“No, I think I’ll just go for a walk.”
“Fine. Suit yerself,” John said as he put on his jacket. He and Ringo left Paul lying on his bed.