Mood:  spacey

Angie sighed and closed her eyes , keeping  the angry looks and tears at bay. She kept back a scowl when Nathan put his hand on that woman's thigh. She turned away from them fuming. 

' I hate her!'  she yelled  in her head.

 ' How can you possibly hate a woman you barely met?'  her conscious reprimanded her. 

' How can I not? Are we with Nathan right now? Experiencing my first kiss and all that jazz? No, we are not , we are here, scowling and not even hearing the stupid band we came to hear in the first place. ' she smirked when her  conscious shut up.

She turn to try and really paying attention to the band and smiled slightly hearing some songs from Little Richard and others. She hummed softly and snickered softly at how they wore the tight leather and their hair  designed like Elvis' . 

As they stopped the concert she clapped her hands along with the others trying to be polite. She forced a smile when Nathan looked at her with his warm eyes.

"Let's go meet the boys eh?" Nathan said and grabbed her hand pulling her towards backstage. 

She tugged her hand and he frowned at her.

"You okay luv?" he asked her softly .

 "Peachy keen, but I would like to go home if that isnot to much of a bother?" she asked holding back her sarcasm and failing. 

" Oh come on, we need to see my mates, I promised" he said and before she could protest once more, the door was opened and inside were four boys panting slightly. 

" Hello chaps" Nathan said and threw himself on an  chair, with Lily immediately going to his lap. Angie looked  down as she wanted to just jump in a whole. 

 " So who's the new bird Nate?" John asked out suddenly , almost making her jump.

" What the devil is wrong with you, please luv, come and sit down eh?" Paul said in a softer tone. 

John shrugged , never really being one for manners , even though his Aunt Mimi would surely glare at his rudeness. He looked over at Nathan and raised a brow  clearly asking once again.

" She's no bird, she's ma' friend , Johnny" Nathan replied. 

John laughed and shook his head. 

" How can a bird possibly be your friend?" he asked incredulously. 

" We have always been friends Johnny, nothing more" 

Paul turned to look at her and flashed a smile, and was a little surprised she didn't blush immediately as others. Not only that, but she was looking at Nathan in a way that clearly shown pain. 

" What type of friends are we talking eh? I mean she isn't that bad looking, you know for a square" John continued.

" People that talk are friends , I do not know what you define as friends , but  that is what we are" Angie said softly. 

Paul snorted as George held back a chuckle. John looked at her in a mix of annoyance and amusement.

" Little minx ye are. What's yer name?" he asked her. 

" Angelle Lacus" she replied  " But call me Angie"

" Nice to meet you luv" Paul said and kissed her hand. She blushed softly and she turned to Nathan, hoping to see a reaction, but alas, that was not the case. 

" How about some drinks eh?" Nathan suggested.

" Yeah sure mate , and then I can tell ye about the incident in Germany" Paul said , while John nodded getting up to get them ale.

George walked over curiously with his guitar. 

" What's your name if I may ask?" she asked softly. 

" Oh , me names George"  George said smiling. 

She grinned back sheepishly.

" Who are the others name? I know Johnny or whatever, is the loud arrogant one. But who are the rest?" she asked.

George chuckled at how she described John.

" Oh well Johnny, is John Lennon, the one sitting next to ye was James, but call him Paul. Paul Macca, well McCartney" George expained. " Oh the basist is Chas Newby , his mum owns the club" he said smiling. 

She could not help but smile back at the boy. 

" How old are ye?" he asked curiously. 

She smiled coyly. 

" A woman is never suppose to reveal her true age" she replied smiling . 

" Ah but are ye a woman or a mere lass?" John entered along with the rest of the band.

She glared and rolled her eyes. 

"  I am seventeen, just turned them this month" she said proudly. 

" Oh why look at this , little George aint the youngest one no longer" John commented.

" Guys, my mum better not find out we got us some ale. I'll go see where she is" Chas said.

"Sure Chas" Paul said smiling.

 As the boy left she looked at the amount of  ale on the table.

" Well all ye , drink up!" John said smiling brightly. 

Paul , Nathan, John and George all grabbed the mugs of ale. She looked at them godsmacked as they all drank up. She sneered inwardly seeing Lily drinking up along with the boys. 

" Now that's a woman." John said waggling his eyebrows at Lily. 

Lily laughed as Nathan mocked glare. Paul and George noticed how Angie felt out of place and Paul handed ale to her. Her eyes widenened and she shook her head .

" I-I can't. I am not of age" she said .

Her comment made everyone in the room to laugh. She blushed feeling stupid . 

"Ah leave her alone mates, she doesn't drink or do anything like this. It isn't in her nature" Nathan replied self assured. 

Angie glared and grabbed the mug of ale from Paul and  took a big gulp. She closed her eyes and in her head she kept repeating like a mantra. ' Don't you dare spit it out . Swallow! Swallow!'

She swallowed down the ale and her cheeks immediately turned red. John , Paul and the rest of them  began to laugh. She blushed making her face turning a darker shade of red.  She felt someone rub her back and she turned to see George rubbing her back smiling sympathetically. She smiled shyly at her embarrassment as Paul took her mug and  put it on the table.

" Well that was amusing" John said. " Now as we was saying , because of Georgie boy here, we were deported back from Hamburg"

George glared.

" Now see here, I wasn't the one who lit the condom! " he protested.

" It was all to have a jolly good time" Paul said blushing. 

Lily blushed at what hey said, while Angie blinked confused at why it was embarrassing. 

 " What's a condom?" Angie asked aloud without meaning to. 

All the members turned to her and she blushed looking down. Paul leaned towards her and whispered what it meant. Her face turned from a shade of pink, back to tomato red. 

" By jove, we are corrupting this little birdie we are" John said smirking at her. 

 " Yes I see we are Johnny" Paul said as George shook his head.

" Come on boys let's celebrate the concert eh?" George suggested. 

They all smiled and nodded taking another mug of ale. 

Several Minutes Later....

All of them were singing drunkenly while Angie swayed with them cheeks red and a glassy staring at them dance around. 

" Join the party you ninny" John said and pulled her up from the couch, were she stumbled. 

They began to sing Tequila by the Champs. Tequila by the Champs . 

" Tequila!" everyone cheered as Angie could not help but giggle. 

"Come on love!" Paul said and wrapped his arms around her waist. 

She blushed and felt the world spinning. As the song changed , Angie could not help but laugh amused as everyone was singing along to Witch Doctor by Dave Seville. Witch Doctor.  

" I told the witch doctor I was in love with you. I told the witch doctor , he told me what to do," Paul sang making Angie smile. 

" Oo-ee-oo-ahah-chang-chang-balla-balla-bing-be , oo-ee-oo-ahah chang-chang-balla-balla-bing-beh"John sang copying the chipmunks.  

Angie threw her head back and laughed, forgetting about Nathan and Lily , in her inhebriated state. She leaned against  his frame and closed her eyes feeling the whole world spinning. 

She did not hear when her name was called by the boys as she fell into the state of unconsciousness. 

Mood:  flirty

December 12, 1943

    Veronica lay panting and smiling down at her new born daughter. Her husband, Jason was humming  little songs to their little angel. Seven pounds and fourteen hours of labor brought them the girl that lay in their arms.  She smiled as her friends popped in immediately holding cards and balloons and cooed at their daughter’s cuteness.

Veronica could not help but laugh at the face Jason made. She stuck out her tongue and he mocked gasped.


“ What’s her name?” her friend Mercedes asked them,

“Michelle” Veronica replied.

“ Michelle?! No, not that vile woman’s name” Jason muttered.

“ Oh come now, I think our child would be perfect with the name Michelle, after all she is of  French  blood  non? And my mother was not that bad.” she said smirking.

“Oh really? Your yourself  called her a witch. I believe Angelle would be better. No….Angie , it’s better”  he replied smugly.

“ Oh? Why is that?” Veronica asked.

“ Simply because, Angie is short for Angelina, meaning Angel. And look at that face” he said pointing at the child.

“ Flip a coin?” She replied .

They nodded and as the coin flew in the air. As it landed, one parent ended up cheering at the victory.

Modern Day, December 12, 1960

“Angie!!” she heard her mother scream.

Angie sighed and she hopped off her bed, knowing it was time for her cake.  She ran down stairs, her wavy brown hair seen as a blur as she ran.  As she arrived to the kitchen there was her now , thirty five year old mother and her aging father. She smiled and moved her bang from her face, knowing it annoyed her mother.

“ Happy seventeenth birthday Angie” Veronica said and kissed her daughters cheek.

Her eyes were watery and Jason scoffed.

 “ See it sounds better than Michelle or Lucy,” he replied smiling.
 
Angie laughed and hugged her father. She then sat in front of the cake. She got what she wanted  as a cake design. As much as her father whined about it , she got her wish. A vanilla ice cream cake , but the color blue.   She smiled brightly.

“ She might have gotten the name you wanted, but she got my taste” Veronica commented to her husband.

Jason pouted and she laughed kissing her husband , much to Angie’s whines.

“ Ew stop it!” she whined.

They laughed and she turned to her cake once more.

“ Make a wish” Jason whispered to his daughter.

She smiled and closed her eyes.

“ I wish I  fit in  and find where I belong’ she thought.

It was no secret that no one really socialized with her. Not that she was unattractive, but ,the fact remained that she was an outcast.  She hated  having to be someone who she was not , so she did not do it.  She hated how the style , the actions, the thoughts were of her time.  She only had one friend and that was Nathan. Nathan River was the best friend, date to the dances, and one confidant.  He was currently in England and could sadly not make it.

“ What did you wish for?” Jason asked her , taking her out of her thoughts.

“ I can’t say daddy, or else it won’t come true” she whispered.

Veronica smiled and nodded.

“Come on now , time to eat “ she said and the three of them sat at the table enjoying the cake.

Hours later……

Angie climbed the stairs of her home and she crawled into her bed tiredly. She looked out to the city of Paris.

“ Why can’t I be me? Bloody people , not understanding there is more to life than the seen” she whispered.

She sighed and closed here eyes.  She hated being in Paris , for she wanted to go where her friend was in Liverpool. She drifted off to sleep hearing the sounds of nature.

Morning…..

Angie’s eyes fluttered open and she groaned. She rubbed her eyes and she hopped off her bed heading towards the restroom. She opened the door and groaned once again once she crashed into the wall. She opened her eyes and noticed she was in the closet, which was not normal. She was the type of person that could go through out all the house blindfolded , but apparently today was not her day.

She got out of her closet and opened another door tentatively and smiled to herself seeing that it was in fact the restroom. She walked in and looked at herself in the mirror. She squeaked seeing her state . Her hair was a mess, curls everywhere. She then noticed her night and sighed thinking of how women had to wear the baby doll pajamas.

She searched the drawer for a pair of scissors and she sighed when her search ended as a failure.  She groaned and slipped into the shower. She sighed feeling her body becoming awake and then she heard something that made her drop the soap.

“ Angelle, si vous plait venez  a la cuisine”  she heard her mother ask her to go to the kitchen.

She took in a sharp breath and replied.

“ Oui maman”

She got out and wrapped herself in a towel .She put on the radio and hummed to Tuttie Frutti Tuttie Frutti - Little Richard as she began to dress herself. She opened the drawer and picked up a peacock blue frilly boy shorts and slipped them on. She then refused to wear those pointy bras and then she found a pair of black sheer bra . She sang along to the song, much to her mothers annoyance and walked to her closet.

She  slipped on a skirt ,which covered her knee and she slipped on a blue blouse. She dried her hair in a towel  and then brushed it enough tying it with a ribbon , slipped on some annoying shoes and ran downstairs.

“ Sacreblue, Angie please slow down” her father said .

She blushed and smiled sheepishly.

“ Pardon daddy” she replied.

“ Now Angie ,  I am sorry you had only a few garments , but the rest are at our new home darling.” her mother said softly , handing her a plait of crepes.

Angie nodded thinking about where her preferred clothes where.

“ Now , yesterday was your seventeenth birthday and that means you are enrolled in the new school at Liverpool.” She said.

Angie perked up at this.

“ Liverpool you say?” she said hiding her smile.

“ Yes , Blackburne House” her father replied.

“ Very well, now when is it that I start?” she asked curious.

“ Next week , and this is good, trying to get used to speaking English. I just wish we didn’t have to leave Paris” Jason sighed.

Veronica patted his shoulder and she leaned against him.

“ Well the war took a lot out of us mon amour, including a lot of money. We stayed long enough for Angie to be raised here and know her culture. If it is in Liverpool where we have to live from now on , then so be it.  What ever we do , we are a family” she said softly.

Angie nodded and looked down.

‘Does that mean Nathan will be there?’ she thought.

Angie quietly finished her meal and she smiled brightly. They all then  began to pack their last things when she came across a calendar.

“ Can’t wait till we meet again Nathan” she replied happily.

She put the boxes into the van and smiled brightly.

“ Angelle, come along , we are getting into the car” her father called out.

She smiled brightly and ran towards the door, holding a box of her mementos.  She then slipped into the car and closed her eyes to the long trip ahead of them.


December 17,1960.

“Angie, Angie , wake up” she heard her mother whisper.

Angie opened her eyes and let out a yawn looking at her surroundings. She noticed that she was still in the car . She shivered feeling the cold weather around her.

“ The joys of winter” she mumbled.

“ Angie!!!” She heard someone scream at her and she turned to see the handsomest man in  her eyes.

“ Nathan!” she said happily and jumped out of the car and into Nathan’s arms. She laughed as he spun her around and held her close.

He sure looked differently from last time they met. . With starts , his hair, the once long hair was now a bowl cur , his blond curls still in tact. His eyes bright blue, the ones she always sighed when little and he looked taller than she remembered.

“ Bonjour good lady and welcome to ol’ Liverpool” he replied smirking.

She laughed and slapped his arm lightly.

 “Why thank you good sir” she replied giggling.

He intertwined his fingers with hers and he pulled her along the road, while she was bidding her parents farewell.

“ Now, where are you taking me?” she asked curiously.

“ Well I want to show you around the whole bloody city” he replied.

She smiled and nodded, thanking him mentally for helping her know what the language and city was like. More importantly how the women looked in the new country.

“ Here’s the Liverpool High School for Boys, this is where I go” he commented. “ Me friend James and I used to come here you know”

She leaned against him and smiled as they walked around.

“ So anything interesting in this place?” she asked.  

“ Well , tonight I got tickets for this club” Nathan said.

“ A club?” she asked.

“ Yep, and lil darling , its called the Casbah Coffee Club”

She frowned thinking of the implications.

“ Now Nathan, do you think I could go?” she asked “ I don’t think my parents would approve” she said sighing.

Nathan gave her a boyish smiled and wrapped his arm around her. She blushed lightly and walked along feeling her heart beat a little faster.

‘ He’s the one Angie, don’t you dare lose him’  she thought to herself.


After a few hours of exploring  they arrived back to her home and he stopped her before she went inside. She looked at him curiously and smiled blushing.

“ You know Angie, I am so glad you’re here with me” he whispered softly

She felt her face become flushed as he lifted his hand and caressed her cheek.

“ Nathan I am so glad that you want me here , ….Nathan I-” she started.

“ Angie? Is that you?” she heard from the house and sighed.

Nathan chuckled and kissed her cheek and whispered.

“ I’ll sneak in and get you in three hours when they are asleep okay?” he whispered to her ear.

She gulped , her face heating up and nodded.

“ Y-yeah” she squeaked.

 He chuckled and walked away, not knowing he had her eyes follow him.  She then entered the house all flustered, but thankfully no one seemed to notice.  She saw her mother putting the last things on the living room , so she closed the door and smiled at her mother.

 " How was your day with Nathan amour?" Veronica asked.

"Oh it was lovely , b-but I will head to bed now . Goodnight mother"  she said softly and she ran upstairs to her room. 

She closed her door and squeaked happily. She then ran to her closet and began to pull out a lot of  the dresses she had. She then looked around for the perfect dress. She then pulled out a short blue dress and some black boots. She smiled softly and went to the mirror to fix her hair. 

She pulled her hair from the ribbon and she sighed seeing the curls tumble down her shoulders. She sighed seeing them as boring brown , nothing eccentric, like auburn of blond. She sighed and began to brush her hair. She then fixed her hair and began to slip on make up for the first time. She was surprised when she actually looked semi-attractive.  She slipped on her boots  right when she heard someone knocking on the window. She turned to see Nathan smiling brightly. 

 " Come on" he mouthed and she nodded opening her window . She slid down the pipes down to the ground and panted slightly. He smiled boyishly and grabbed her hand pulling her along to the car.

 " Now get ready to meet one of the newest bands , that's gonna be a hit luv" he told her. 

She tilted her head and smiled brightly, not really caring who it was, but to be with the person who had captured her heart.  As they drove on , she was fiddling with the ends of her dress, wondering why he hadn't complimented her. 

" Oh, by the way, I want you to meet a special friend, and my mate who  plays in the band as well." he said smiling. 

She nodded and looked out the window. Once they arrived, he slipped out and opened the door for her. She smiled softly as he pulled her to the club. Once the door was opened she was surprised at the new atmosphere of the club. 

 "It's starting" He whispered and pulled her to a table. 

 She wondered who the beautiful woman was that was sitting there already. Her heart literally broke into pieces as she saw Nathan lean down and kiss the girl there. She felt her bottom lip tremble and tears begin to appear. She took in a shakey breath as Nathan turned to smile at her , then suddenly frown seeing her state. She instantly put a hard front and smiled softly.

" This is my fiance, Lily, and this is my best friend Angie" he said to both of the women.

 Lily smiled softly and Angie felt she could not help but not despise the woman. She sighed and looked towards the stage as four men appeared on the stage. 

" Now presenting the Beatles" they said.

 As Nathan and Lily cheered along side the whole crowd as the four men appeared. Angie was the only one to not get up and scream.  As the four boys played , she felt a sense of nothingness. 

' So....this is what heartbreak feels like.....I don't like it' she thought. 

 What she didn't notice was the three pairs of eyes staring at her. While the new man, Chas Newby played base. She sighed and wanted to leave, but as she looked up, she couldn't help but notice the beat was comforting. 

 ' Who's that bird with Nathan and Lily? Bloody hell, she seems to hate our music' John thought. 

' Who is she?' Paul thought as they played.