"Lennon! You are crazy!" I screamed as I held onto the bus with all my strength.

The boy across me laughed and grabbed my hand pulling me closer as his friend laughed. He held my right hand and I held the bus with the other one.

"Oh come on Penny! You love doing this! Besides we are almost to our stop!" He yelled over the wind as the bus picked up speed again.

I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed it would be over soon. I don't know how this boy talks me into this every time! Finally I felt the bus slow down and stop with a jerk. I shakily let go of John's hand and slid down the side onto the bus stop awning and hopped onto the ground.

The two boys landed next to me and laughed. John put his arm around me and chuckled. "Awe come on Penny, you love bus surfing."

I shrugged his arm off of me and looked up at the top of the double decker bus I had just moments ago been sitting on. I shook my head. "No John, no I do not…"

The other boy laughed and pulled out a cigarette and handed one to John. He offered me one and I shook my head. We walked down the street and a blond girl approached us. John smiled and walked up to her. "Hey Cyn, you missed out on all the fun!" John said winking at me.

Cynthia scoffed and looked at me smiling. "You think I'm crazy enough to let you con me into your stupid bus surfing? No way John." She walked over to me. "Sorry Penny, you are one brave soul." She winked at me and walked back over to John who draped his arm over her shoulder and walked ahead of us.

The other boy leaned over to me. "How long have they been together?" He asked.

I shrugged. "Dunno, I met John when I was eleven and she met him like a few years after that…I don't know though Pete." I said smiling at him.

Pete took a drag of his cigarette. "How old's John now? Seventeen since October?"I nodded and Pete looked up doing the math in his head. "So I guess they have been dating well over three years."

I chuckled. "Geez, they should just get married now."

Pete laughed and we both followed John and Cynthia down the side walk. As we walked for a while we came across the old church yard where John's band The Quarrymen practiced. John stopped suddenly and slapped his forehead.

"Oh shit Pete! Did you call back that bird about the gig tonight for the new year party?" John said looking at Pete behind him.

The drummer ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Shit, I told Gary to do that!"

John groaned and let go of Cynthia. "I gotta go. Gary never gets anythin' done." He looked at Pete. "Come on Pete lets go."

Cynthia chuckled as we watched the boys sprint down the sidewalk, cussing at each other as they ran. "Those boys are somethin, aren't they Penny?"

I crossed my arms and nodded. I looked at Cynthia as we started walking down the sidewalk in the opposite direction of the boys. "So Cyn, are you going to the party?"

Cynthia nodded her head. "I would never miss one of John's shows!" She said smiling.

I chuckled at her excitement. "Well I guess I'll see you there, unless John thinks I'm too young…"

Cynthia giggled and put her hand on my shoulder. "Penny you're only two years younger than him. He won't care; I mean you two have known each other since you were little kids! You are like his best friend!"

I smiled. "Thanks Cyn."

She smiled back and lifted up her purse. "Did you bring your money like I asked you to?"

I smirked. "You bet." I reached into my coat pocket and pulled out my wallet.

Cynthia jumped up a few times and grabbed my hand pulling me towards the line of shops downtown. We approached my mother's dress shop and walked through the door causing the bells that hung on the door handle to ring.

My mother's head popped up from behind the counter. "Hello girls!" We both waved to my mom and she dropped behind the counter again. "Tell me f you need any help! I'm just trying to fix this stupid register!" She shouted from her spot behind the register.

Cynthia and I began looking around at all the dresses. We both had planned to somehow loose the boys, which had been done unexpectedly fast, and then go get some new dresses for the party tonight.

As I looked though the dresses Cynthia ran to the dressing room with a very nice red dress in her hand. I laughed at her excitement. I couldn't seem to find a good enough dress for my taste.

I really preferred wearing pants when I was around the house and when I was with John but society preferred I wore a dress like most women.

I finally found a blue dress that caught my eye quickly. It was light blue with a white belt around the middle and the sleeves just fell below the shoulder and the neck was cut into a wide V shape. I grabbed it and walked to the dressing rooms. I stripped my jeans, shirt and jacket off replacing it with the dress. I stepped into the dress and pulled it up over my arms and reached behind me to zip it up. I walked out of the room and Cynthia immediately smiled.

"Penny! That's the one!" She said almost dropping her dress in excitement.

I twirled and smiled. "You think so? Not too fancy or anything like that?" I asked.

Cynthia shook her head still smiling like a maniac. "No way, you look fantastic! What do you think Ms. Rigby?" Cynthia shouted over to mom behind the counter.

Mom was already looking over to us and she was smiling just as wide as Cynthia. She clasped her hand together and sighed. "It looks magnificent honey!"

I blushed a bit; I didn't fancy being the center of attention, funny thing from a girl who wears the wrong cloths and sticks out like a sore thumb. I smoothed the skirt out and walked back to the dressing rooms.

After we payed my mom, who had given us twenty percent off, we walked back to my house. I waved goodbye to Cynthia and walked inside my house. I closed the door and came face to face with my brother in a cowboy hat and a black sash around his eyes with holes cut into them. He bopped me on the head with his plastic sword and laughed mischievously.

"Tonto! Hurry that outlaw The Evil Sister has arrived in our town! We must fight back!" my brother screamed to his friend who came running out with a fake tomahawk and a bunch of feathers taped to his head.

The both started smacking me with their fake weapons and I groaned and just stood there. "Jamie! Stop, I have to look good for the party tonight! So please….DONT COVER ME WITH BRUSES!" I yelled as I stomped up the stairs. Jamie looked at his friend and shrugged and they both ran out into the back yard.

Later that night…

I was in my dress, my heels were on, my hair was curled, and my face was mad up and very pretty. I was ready for the party! I looked at the clock and sighed. It was eight thirty. Cynthia was five minutes late. Finally I heard a car horn honk and I ran out the door.

"Be back by one young lady!" My mom yelled as I ran out the door. She knew it was a new year's party and knew I was going to be out past twelve.

"I will! Love you mom!" I yelled. I got in the car next to Pete in the back. I was puzzled, John was driving and Cynthia was in the passenger's seat. "John, why aren't you guys at the party already?"

John sighed. "We don't actually play until eleven…" John said grumpily.

Cynthia chuckled. "They were replaced by a better band." We laughed and John roared the engine and sped off to the party.

When we finally got to the party John left with Cynthia to go dance and Pete went off to find some girl to flirt with. I stood there awkwardly as the other adults and teenagers danced and talked around me. I took small awkward sips of my drink when the band that was on the stage now announced it was time for a slow dance so grab a partner. I looked around and, defeated, backed up against the wall. I sighed and saw Cynthia and John dancing. Cynthia whispered something to John and he looked over and me. He nodded to Cynthia and walked over to me letting Cynthia walk off to dance with someone else.

"Hey Penny." He said smiling at me. I nodded in acknowledgement to him and he placed a hand on my shoulder. "Wanna dance?"

"Sure." I said and he led me over to the dance floor. He grabbed my right hand and placed his other on my waist and I put mine on his shoulder. I looked John over and noticed he was actually in a suit and a bowtie. I chuckled.

"What's so funny?" He said arching an eyebrow as he twirled me.

"You're dressed so…not John like…" I said smirking.

He sighed. "I know, and as much as I hate it, this is a nice party so I had to dress up nice." He leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Plus Cynthia likes it a lot."

I rolled my eyes and looked over his shoulder. I suddenly caught eyes with a boy about my age that was looking at me from the side of the dance floor. He waved and I instantly blushed. John must have noticed because he looked over his shoulder making the boy look away in embarrassment.

"Ooo, looks like you got yourself an admirer Penny." John said smirking at me. "Go dance with him."

I shook my head. "I don't know him John!"

John rolled his eyes. "Fine." He let go of my waist and dragged me in the direction of the boy. I struggled to get away but before I knew I was in front of the boy. John smiled at him mischievously. "My sister here saw you lookin' at her and she would love to dance with you!"

The boy was blushing intensely and looking at me apologetically. "Oh well I-."

John cut him off. "Here ya go. Have fun you two." He shoved me towards him and walked off to find Cynthia.

I wanted to kill him at that moment. I looked at the boy who was smiling at me. "I'm sorry about that." I said.

I boy shook his head. "It's alright. I would like to dance with you though…I mean if that's okay."

I nodded and the boy took my hand and walked me to the dance floor. He held me the same way John did and we started swaying to the music. I noticed how tall this boy was, he was at least two inches taller than me. I felt awkward and started some small talk. "So, what's your name?"

"James Paul McCartney." He stated simply. "But you can just call me Paul, and yours?"

"Penny. Penny Rigby." I said smiling. Paul twirled me and caught me swiftly. I was impressed. "You are a wonderful dancer Paul."

Paul chuckled flipping some of his dark brown hair out of his eyes. "My mother insisted I learn. She said it was the only way to impress a woman."

I chuckled. "Well she was right, I'm sure impressed."

Paul smiled ear to ear and his hazel eyes sparkled with happiness. "Why thank you."

We continued to dance and the clock started ringing. It was eleven, I looked around and saw John's band begin to set up onstage. Paul pointed on stage and squeezed my hand. "Hey it's your brother! That's cool that he's in a band."

I smiled. "Yeah, but he's not my brother. We are just friends."

Paul blushed. "Oh, sorry."

John slung his guitar over his shoulder and stepped up to the microphone and the other boys started tuning theirs. "Ello, ello, ello! My name is John Lennon and this is my band, The Quarrymen. And hopefully, we are gonna kick up this party and make this a rockin new year!" and with that John stepped away from the microphone and started with That'll Be the Day.

The crowd started swaying and hopping to the music and the teenagers went crazy. Paul grabbed my hands and we both started swinging to the music. I was smiling like an idiot and Paul was almost as ecstatic as me. When the song ended if felt like it was one hundred degrees inside there. Paul and I were both sweating.

"Wanna go outside for some fresh air?" I asked smiling.

Paul nodded and we walked out in front into the cool night air. It was only five minutes until the New Year, 1957. I breathed out and Paul lit a cigarette he had pulled from his coat pocket. He took a drag and puffed the smoke out between his lips.

"So, you ready for 1957?" I asked to break the silence then mentally hitting myself for asking such a stupid question.

Paul shrugged and held the cigarette between his thumb and index finger. "Dunno, probably will be just as uneventful as this one was. Nothing ever happens here…"

I sighed. "Probably." We heard some excited shouts from inside the building and people counting down from ten. I thought about going back inside but decided not to because of the heat; I also liked standing alone with Paul. He was quite cute.

"You know what they say." Paul said to me and I looked at him arching an eyebrow. "When midnight hits on a new year you have to give someone a new year's kiss."

I instantly felt my heart stop right there. Was he suggesting we kiss? Did he want to kiss me? Just a hormonal fifteen year old that had never kissed anyone before?

As the partygoers hit five, Paul began to lean in closer to me and I panicked. Right as the people screamed Happy New Year and Paul's lips were only a breath away from my own, I ran. I let out a tiny shriek and ran as fast as I could into the lady's washroom and stared into my reflection's eyes when I got there.

I splashed a bit of water on my cheeks and tried to slow my heart rate. I stood there for a while then I slapped my forehead. I just ran away from possibly the only New Years kiss I would ever receive in my teenage life by one of the only cute boys in Liverpool! I groaned and slid down the wall onto the bathroom floor my knee length dress pooling out around me and held my head in my hands. Sometimes, I hated being so freaking shy!

Hello everyone! I hope you will all enjoy this new story! Yes the Beatles WILL be in it but it might be a while until Ringo and George come into the story! But hopefully you will all enjoy it! :)

Have a great summer!

~Stay Classy