7:35 p.m. September 5th, Wimpole Street, London.

[janey_asher]

Paul had phoned me earlier in the week and notified me that they were doing a press conference in Chicago and it was being broadcasted on the telly. I figured it would be a good time to round up the rest of the girls and watch it together. We had been talking about how much we missed them lately and I thought it would be an excellent idea to get

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[maureencox64]

I had heard from Jane earlier this afternoon about the press conference the boys were doing. I thought it would be fun to hang out with the other girls and watch it together. It was a wonderful idea really. Since Cyn wasn't coming, I had decided to tag along with Pattie since we were both going to the same place.

I smiled at Jane as she opened the door and welcomed us in. "Hi Jane, thanks for having us over." I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear and glanced around.

[pattieboyd64]

I felt terribly rude for it, but I'd barely spoken to Mo since we'd started for Jane's. I was so far lost in my thoughts...

So, we were going to hang round and watch our boyfriends on TV because they're too busy to be able to phone us. There was something on the ridiculous side about that, but...at the same time...simply hearing George's voice every now and then wasn't totally enough. It had been entirely too long since I'd set eyes on him, watched the way his mouth moved when he spoke, seen that characteristically awkward smile of his that made me melt...

No, it wasn't the same as being with them. But it was the closest we could get.

I arranged my features into a warm smile when Jane let us in. "Yes, it's so kind of you. It feels like it's been ages since we've all gotten together...pity Cyn can't be here."

[janey_asher]

I smiled, greeting them into my home as I shut the door behind them. I was rather excited to finally see Paul, even if it was just on the telly. Although I would've preferred face-to-face interaction with him, this would do until he comes home from the tour.

I led the girls into the livingroom, urging them to sit down as I took my place on the couch.

"I know, I wish she could have come," I said, handing each of the girls a cup of tea. "It should be starting in a few minutes..." I giggled, taking a sip of my tea. It was good to have the girls over, I really missed hanging out with them.

[maureencox64]

I took a seat on the couch and I crossed my legs. I gladly accepted the cup of tea from Jane. I took a sip as I smiled a little. It was going to be great to see Richie. Even if it was just on the telly, it would have to work. It felt like it had been ages since I had seen him. It actually hadn't been too long since we had spoken on the phone really, but I missed seeing him and I was constantly worrying about him when he was on tour. It really wasn't fair sometimes.

"I can't wait."

[pattieboyd64]

I leaned back on the couch, glancing at the telly. She had the station on and set, had out lots of snacks for us, and she looked so excited...

I suddenly realized how much harder it must be for Jane, having Paul away...he lived with her, after all. It must be tough, going from seeing him every single day to having to watch him on the television. My dates with George were sporadic at best, especially in the weeks before he'd left, and it already felt horrible enough having to say a little prayer on my way to the mailbox or when the telephone rang...if we ever wound up living together, I didn't know how I'd ever handle it.

I looked down at my cup of tea, just able to make out my own reflection in it. I looked...well, I looked tired. I'd been drowning myself in work lately, trying to speed through the days till George got back, and it was beginning to take its toll. It was getting to that inevitable point where I was regretting it all and simply...wanted nothing more than to just relax for awhile

[janey_asher]

I opened my mouth to speak, but the announcer on the telly declared that the boys would be appearing any moment. I smiled happily as the boys walked onto the screen and my heart flipped at the sight of Paul. My God, nothing felt better than seeing him for the first time in what seemed like forever. My stomach did a flip and I situated myself comfortably on the couch

[maureencox64]

I leaned back on the couch, trying to get comfortable just as the boys appeared on the screen. I immediately set up again and smiled widely when I saw Richie. My heart jumped into my throat and I had to hold back a giggle. It really had been forever since I had seen him. Just hearing his voice on the phone was nothing compared to seeing him. If I couldn't see him in person, the telly was good enough.

I nodded at Jane's words. They really did look great. Almost too perfect for someone who had been on a tour for a while now. I shook the thought away when Richie started to talk.

"I don't think he's getting it, you know. He's looked away. Are any of these (microphones on) in the P.A.? Then you can tell him."

I bit my lip and giggled a little. He was so cute sometimes.

[pattieboyd64]

He was smiling in that George-the-Beatle way, the one like, 'I'll placate the fans, but I'd give anything in the world not to be here right now.' That wasn't his real smile, not by a long shot. His eyes were a little unfocused, but I wasn't quite sure what to account that to other than boredom.

"Can you ALL speak?"

...Oh how I despised the press. My smile faded slightly as I cast a firm glare at the screen. "Oh, you be quiet," I muttered pointlessly at the interviewer. "Isn't he the quiet one for a reason?" And then John spoke--"Yeah, but we can't all speak at once, can we? And as he's answering the question, what's the point of us all butting in?"--and I nodded softly, leaning back against the couch. "Right, there we go..." I glanced at the other girls and realized that I must look a little insane. I smiled sheepishly and shrugged, turning back to the telly.

[janey_asher]

I looked over at Pattie, smiling widely. Her commentary reminded me of exactly what I wanted to say but didn't have quite the nerve to. I continued to listen to the interview, internally snarling at the rude reporter.

"This man is a bloody fool," I murmured, shaking my head and taking a sip of my tea. "I can tell you that much,"

The reporter spoke again. He was asking quite possible the dullest questions I had ever heard in my entire life. "Are you satisfied with the security? Are you satisfied with the arrangements that were made?" To which Paul answered a simple answer of, "Yes"

I giggled, so happy to see him, even if he was in the presence of the crudest, most ignorant man to ever work for the press-- and that's saying a lot.

[maureencox64]

I simply shook my head as I tore my eyes away from the screen. I glanced down at my cup of tea, letting out an annoyed sigh. Reporters could be so rude sometimes. This one, in particular was starting to frustrate me. He was asking uninteresting questions and obviously didn't care how awful he was being.

I nodded at Jane's words.

"He sure is." I paused. "Most of them are like that though. I don't see how the boys stand it honestly." To think that they had to deal with people like this on a daily basis..

[pattieboyd64]

I couldn't help thinking of the reporter George had hit several weeks earlier and what he had said about me. I wondered if he knew this one.

Now he was wondering whose fault it was that the boys didn't see their fans every now and then. Honestly. "Well, really, they're arguably the most famous men on the face of the earth. Does he think that they'll be able to see every person who admires them? And that's someone's fault..."

Well, it looked as if I would be the one providing the night's commentary...

[janey_asher]

I smiled at Pattie's witty commentary as I leaned forward, picking up my tea and taking a sip. I was growing more and more irritated with the reporter and his lack of intelligence, however Paul's bright and smiling face cheered me right up.

"Have you fellas given any thought to what you're going to do when the bubble breaks, so to speak?" The reporter questioned and I immediately scoffed. I hated this guy and I didn't even know him.

"They're young still," I spoke, folding my arms. "Why on earth would they start thinking about retirement when they're the biggest band in the world?"

[maureencox64]

I furrowed my brow. The questions the boys were asked were so ridiculous sometimes. Why would they really think about what they were going to do later? They were so famous right now. I'm sure that was the last thing on their minds.

I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear as I took another sip of tea.

"My question exactly." I mumbled as I looked over at Jane.

[pattieboyd64]

As moronic as the question was, it did get George to speak for the first time, for which I was thankful.

Although the reporter was seeming to just ask the same question three times in a row with just some altered words. I hated when people did that, especially when they got the very same responses each time.

"What do you do with all your money?" Well, spend it, one would assume...and then they started on about accountants and tax and all that, and George came off with, "It wasn't legally ours until we paid tax on it. So the money's got to keep in the accountant's place until he's paid tax."

I blinked bemusedly at the screen. "I don't even know what that means," I murmured into my tea.

[janey_asher]

I drifted in and out of consciousness as the boys and the reporter discussed the financial hullabaloo. I understood it to an extent, but Paul's voice was all I needed and I drifted off into fantasy land.

I was suddenly dragged back by the sounds of the reporter's obnoxious voice. "What do you think of the American girls as opposed to British girls?" He asked, and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What should they be thinking about the American girls?" I asked bitterly, folding my arms.

[maureencox64]

I took another sip of my tea before overhearing the next question. My eyes widened and I stared at the screen.

"Why would they ask a question like that?" I mumbled. I sounded completely bewildered but I almost found it funny. There shouldn't have been any comparison. From what I had seen, most American girls seemed to be completely mad.