The next day they had a press conference. I had to stand behind them on the stage with George Martin and the bodyguards. I was amazed at the dumb questions they got like; "What do you use on your hair?"

Of course I had read these questions before in magazines. But they sound even more absurd in person.

The Beatles looked pretty bored up there. At one point John even said "You already asked us that, love."

After the conference we went back to the hotel to wait for the concert that night. At the stadium we had already appointed Ringo baby-sitter. So I had to wait in his room 'till he was ready.

"Wait here and don't move 'till I tell you" he had said.

"Alright" I said.

When he was out of sight I snuck out and found my way to the stage where John and Paul were setting up.

"Hey, you're not supposed to be here" Paul said when they saw me.

"I don't want to see Ringo get dressed" I said sitting down on an amplifier.

"Alright, guys sound check" George Martin came in over the loud speakers.

"What's she doing here?" he said. I stuck my tounge out at him.

"John," John didn't answer

"John" he said again. I looked over John was talking to one of the make-up girls.

"Hey John!" We all yelled.

"Hey what?!" John yelled back mocking us.

"Sound check" George Martin says again.

"Woah oh I-----Should've known better with a girl like you-" John sings.

"That's enough John. Where's George?" George Martin says to Paul.

"I don't know" Paul says looking up from tuning his bass.

"Well we can't finish without him" George says.

"Yes we can" I say hopefully looking at Paul.

"Yes we can" Paul says.

"Paul, how?" John says turning around. Paul points at me I wave at John.

Then George walks in "Where've you been?" George Martin says. I turn around and sulk back to the amplifier.

"Sorry" George says putting his guitar around his neck. "We're in the middle of a sound check." Paul and George walk over to the microphone. First Paul starts

"Testing testing two four six-"

Then George "Seven eight nine-"

Then they both chorus "Ten."

"That's quite enough of all that" George Martin says. "Now one last rehearsal from the top." I suddenly remembered how much trouble I got into last time at rehearsal. I wandered back to Ringo's room.

"Hey, love where've you been?" Ringo said when he saw me.

"On stage. They're waiting for you" I said guesturing toward stage.

Ringo walks out then pokes his head back in "After the concert we have to talk" then he walks back out for good. I sat down on the bed and listen to the pounding of bass and drums above me and fall asleep.

I wake up to the sound of screaming fans and music. It sounded so exciting and I tried to stay in the room but I was torturing myself so I went out. I got to stage and stood just behind the curtain. Just close enough to see John and Paul singing "She Loves You."

Mostly I could see Ringo playing drums and bobbing up and down. After the concert I went back to Ringo's room panting from running back before them. Then George Martin came in with the boys trailing behind.

"Alright, come on we've got to get out of here before they ambush us" he says handing bags to the driver. Ringo and John groan.

"Where to this time?" Paul says.

"First we're going to Liverpool we're staying there for three days. Then we're going to America. Will somebody get her out of here?" George Martin says pointing at me.

"Come on" Ringo takes my hand and leads me out.

"What was it you wanted to talk about?" I asked when Ringo put me in the car.

"We're sending you back to America" Ringo said and closed the car door.

Well those three days went by really fast and I was getting more and more anxious by the minute. Finally I was on a plane alone except for the cop they sent back with me. Just as we were about to Land I looked at my clothes. I was still wearing Ringo's shirt! How was going to explain this to my parents? Oh, well I'll just deal with that when I get there... THE END (YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!)

Back to The Hosting Page