So this is my first published story ever (AKA it probably sucks) but I really like this one so I'm posting it. So obviously I don't own George or the rest of The Beatles, but at would be pretty cool if I did. That was my little disclaimer about him so no one gets weird about it. So read my story if you'd please and hopefully enjoy it and love it forever and ever, amen like a love song.

1)Transit

Public transportation, or the worst possible way to travel. Fortunately, I can say I don't have to suffer the unfortunate fate of having to use it daily. On the occasion, having your brother being a very successful business man has its perks. Other than when he makes me meet all of his clients.

You see, my brother is a booking agent, dealing with all sorts of things. Mostly music, so I have to meet all of the bands. A lot if them are really cool, and have some very attractive members. But I could never have one of them. No I'm not good enough for that. But maybe, that could change one day. Maybe he'll get some super gorgeous guy and I'll meet him and we'll love each other forever. Very wishful thinking, I know. But I can dream, can't I?

"Calla, get ready, look nice. There's someone I really want you to meet!" I hear my brother call from downstairs.

"But do I want to meet them, dearest Davis Bremen?" I ask him.

"Yes you do, I know you do." He surely answers.

"Alright, I'll be down in a minute." I tell him.

I get up and put on a green satin blouse and white skirt with thin light pink trim on the bottom hem. Being it was pretty cold outside for this time of year, I put on black tights with small heart designs on them, and white flats. This outfit was me trying very hard to dress nice. I brushed my hair, because it was in serious need of it, and put on makeup. This is probably the most effort I've put into getting dressed in a year.

I went downstairs to find Davis waiting at the door for me.
"Calla you're making me late. Come on." He said.

We went out to his car and he drove to his office with me.
"So, Davis, who exactly am I meeting today?" I asked him, hoping to get an answer.

"You'll find out when we get there." He answered.

For the first time, I was actually exited about meeting one of his people.

Not really long, I know. But here will be more, much more yet to come. ~Blair