A/N: First story :D I collaborated with RAWRbby i lOVE YOUR WAY, the writer of "Baby, It's You!".
Seventeen-year-old Prudence Lester was still asleep in her bedroom. She was having one of her beautiful dreams that she knew it wouldn't come true. Like, for example, meeting The Beatles. But she was dreaming about having a model-type face and body. Handsome boys were falling in love head over heels for her. They wanted to date her, and make her their lover.
Prudence is going to be eighteen on June, and will go to college soon. She and her friends had been discussing where they would study in. She told her friends that she wanted to study archeology and history in Oxford University. When her friends heard that, they all laughed very hard. Her friends are the type of girls who love to dress up and be as pretty as a doll. They often wear make-up, and boys are head over heels for them. They wanted to be a model and actress so bad.
Prudence has a dark brown wavy hair, and electric blue eyes. She believed that she could be one of Zeus' daughters, because she has electric blue eyes. She could be a demigod! She took it as a joke, though. She never really cares about what she is wearing. She loves to wear simple clothes, and she never applied make-up on her face. Because she knew that the result she would look stupid, ugly, and fake. Totally fake.
Prudence was just a regular girl who lives her youth in the Sixties, and of course, all of the girls who live in the Sixties are crazy for The Beatles. Her favourite Beatle is John Lennon. She wanted to meet him so bad, and just have a day with him. She would be so very happy if he hangs out with her—but she knew that it would never happen.
"Prudence! Prudence, wake up! We're going to be late for the first day of school!" cried her five-year-old brother, Peyton, while jumping up and down on her bed.
She immediately opened her eyes, and sat on the bed. She accidentally hit her own head against his little brother's. She cried in pain, and gently touched her forehead.
"Ouch! That hurts!" she whined.
Little Peyton sat beside her and he looked at his older sister. He sat sweetly, and watched as she wiped the sleep off her eyes.
"What time is it?" she asked him as she shook her head.
"It's seven," he said sweetly.
"It's only seven, Peyton," she said to him. "We're not going to be late."
"Well, I will be late," he said. "My school starts at seven-thirty, remember?"
She could finally see clearly. Peyton was wearing his school uniform, and his hair was neatly combed. A little cap gently sat upon his dark brown hair. He looked very adorable, but she didn't tell him that he is.
"Have you eaten breakfast?" she asked him.
"No, I haven't," he said.
She groaned. "I thought there are mother and father downstairs?" she asked him.
He nodded his head. "Yes, but I want to wait for you, Prudence," he said to her with wide and adorable eyes.
She rolled her eyes, and then stood up from her bed. She told him to stay there, and then she walked to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. She wore her school uniform, and then slipped her feet into stockings. She tied all of her hair into a ponytail with a dark blue ribbon, and looked at herself on the mirror. The mirror was showing a reflection of a dull girl who was dreaming to have a lovelier face. She let out a sad sigh, and walked out of the bathroom while grabbing her coat and schoolbag from her desk. She saw her little brother sitting sweetly on the bed with a cute little expression on his face.
"Let's go downstairs, Peyton," she said to him patiently and calmly.
They walked out of the room, climbed down the staircase, and walked to the dining room. They saw their parents having breakfast silently with the radio turned on.
Prudence and Peyton sat next to each other, and they put jams on their breads. She took a little bite, and she closed her eyes. She felt very sleepy, and she stopped chewing for a few seconds. Nobody noticed that she was asleep.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to play a song so you will all feel happier and alive," said the man on the radio station.
A song by The Beatles began to play with the title, I Saw Her Standing There.
"One, two, three, FAWR!" began Paul McCartney, the bassist and singer of the band, and then the rest of the band members began to play their instruments.
Prudence immediately opened her eyes, rushed to the radio, and turned the volume louder.
"Well, she was just seventeen, you know what I mean. And the way she looked was way beyond compare," sang Paul McCartney.
"So how can I dance with another, oh, when I saw her standing there," Prudence joined singing with the fab group. She danced around as she walked back to her seat, and sang along with the group. She didn't feel sleepy any more...thanks to The Beatles! They just know how to make her feel awake. She started to imagine the handsome lads from Liverpool singing, and she squealed just by thinking about it.
Mr. Richard Lester only shook his head and laughed, because of seeing his daughter dancing around and singing along to a group.
"What is so special about this group, Prudence?" he asked her with an eyebrow raised and warm smile on his face.
"What is so special?" she repeated. "Father, they are the greatest band in the whole wide world! The members are Paul McCartney, Ringo Starr (or Richard Starkey), George Harrison, and John Lennon!" She sighed as she said John's name, and swooned.
"And?"
She looked at him with a serious look on her face. She couldn't believe that he didn't know what is so special about them.
"If you would make a movie featuring them, then you will know how special they are!" she said angrily. "They can change everyone's lives just by their music! They're the greatest band in the whole universe, and they'll always be one!"
When Prudence and Peyton were done having breakfast, they walked down the street together while talking to each other. She kicked the pebbles when she saw one, and there was an adorable smile on Peyton's chubby face.
"Prudence, why are you jealous of your friend?" he asked her. "Pattie?"
She pursed her lips, and looked down to the ground.
"Well, it's because she's pretty, Peyton," she said to him. "She has the model-type looks, and I don't. I will never be as beautiful as her."
He looked at his older sister, and held his cap because it almost fell from his head and also because of the wind. It was quite a strong wind, by the way.
"You are pretty, Prudence!" he said to her. "In fact, you are more beautiful than her! You are brainy, and a good sister! The greatest sister in the whole wide world!"
She couldn't believe what she was hearing. After all those years of her being very annoying to Peyton, he still thinks that she is great. She shook her head.
"How do you know that I am jealous of Pattie?" she asked him.
"Well, I overheard your conversation with Christian on the phone last night," he admitted confidently. He wasn't afraid that she would be very angry to him. One of the things that she loves about Peyton is that he would always tell her the truth. She should cherish these truthful moments of Peyton, because she knew that he would tell her lies when he grows older. Perhaps when he's around twelve or thirteen.
"I see," she said gently and nodded her head.
They were finally standing in front of Peyton's school building. Little children went inside the school building with their mothers walking beside or behind them.
"Be good, okay, Peyton?" she told him as she fixed his little cap.
"I will, Pru," he said to him with a nod.
"When school is over, just stay inside your classroom until I pick you up, alright?" she said.
"Yes, Prudence."
She gently pushed him. "Go on, go inside, now," she said to him gently.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, and hugged her tightly. She awkwardly patted his back, and nodded her head.
"I love you, Prudence," he said to her.
She gave him a warm smile. "I love you, too, Peyton," she said to him softly.
He let go of her, and waved her good-bye as he walked towards the school building. She waved at him back, and walked to her school, which wasn't that far from Peyton's. She studied in Liverpool Institute for Girls. She's a very excellent student. She gets perfect grades for all of the lessons at her school, and her classmates would always ask her for help with their school homework's. She didn't mind with it at all. She certainly loves to help people. Her heart felt warm and happy, because Peyton told her that he loved her. There was a smile across her face as she walked to school.
The lovely smile that she had slowly faded as she entered the school building. There were lots of girls there. Well, it was because it was the first day of school. Girls were talking outside the building, in the hallways, and everywhere in or around the school. They were gossiping, to be precise.
Her three friends spotted her, and they rushed to her with angry and serious looks on their lovely and pretty faces. Their names are Beth Thompson, Emma Jones, and Pattie Boyd. Yes, Pattie is the oldest among them.
Beth has lovely red hair, and a very white and clean face. She loves to ask Prudence for help on her homework—especially when it comes to Math and Latin homework's. She is a very kind girl who loves to joke around. She's very nice to Prudence—heck, she always treats Prudence very nicely. Nicer than Emma and Pattie treat Prudence. She is very close with Prudence. Her favourite Beatle is Ringo Starr.
Emma has a black long hair, and she looks very mature—although she is eighteen years old. She also loves to ask Prudence for help on all of her homework's, and she wouldn't know what to do without Prudence's help. She is a very proud girl, and loves to tell stories with her friends. And all of her stories that she tells to Beth, Pattie, and Prudence are true. Her favourite Beatle is George Harrison.
Now, Pattie. You all know what Pattie looks like. An eighteen-year-old golden-haired girl who is semi-engaged to her boyfriend, Eric Swayne. She is a very beautiful girl and could make any boys who see her fall in love with her immediately. She'd been doing a bit modeling in London since 1962. She comes back to Liverpool to continue studying when she's not busy. She missed a lot of lessons, and has Prudence tutor her.
"Hello, friends," Prudence greeted them. She looked rather confused, and raised an eyebrow. "What's the matter? Did I do something wrong? Or am I wearing the wrong clothes?" She looked at the clothes that she was wearing, and she was wearing her school uniform. Long sleeves white blouse, dark blue tie with orange stripes, gray below the knee sleeveless dress, white stockings, and black leather shoes. She was wearing the right clothes.
"Yes, you did!" said Beth.
"You are not coming to school earlier!" said Pattie and crossed her arms in front of her chests. "Something funny happened this morning in the hallway, and it's such a drag that you didn't see it!"
"Do you know that girl who wears glasses and doesn't want to be late for class all the time?" asked Beth.
Prudence nodded her head. "Yes, why?" she answered.
"Well, she, like always, doesn't want to be late for school," said Pattie. "And she tripped, and her skirt went up. We all saw her knickers!" She started to laugh really hard, and her other two friends joined her laughing really hard.
"That is not funny," said Prudence with a serious look on her face. "That is very bad for all of you to laugh at her instead of helping her!"
Pattie turned serious, but she was still happy.
"Oh, please, Prudence," she said while rolling her eyes. "Lighten up a bit, will ya? You're as stiff as my grandmother's butt!"
Prudence crossed her arms in front of her chests. "Have you even touched them?" she asked her with a smirk on her face.
Her friends laughed but Pattie. Prudence noticed that look that Pattie had on her face. She immediately felt guilty, and she grabbed her hand.
"Oh, please, Pattie! Forgive me!" she begged. "I didn't mean to say that! It's because this morning, Peyton woke me up from the beautiful dream I had! A beautiful dream about John Lennon! Oh, please, Pattie!" She was lying about it. She just wanted to feel more superior than Pattie.
Pattie laughed, and let go of her hand from Prudence's tight grip. She looked at her begging friend humbly.
"Alright, I forgive you," she said with a beautiful smile on her face.
A few minutes before the bell rings, the four friends walked to their lockers, and opened them. They saw their favourite Beatles taped behind the doors, and they all sighed when they soon saw their handsome faces.
"Oh! Ringo is so handsome!" sighed Beth and she batted her eyelashes.
"No way," Emma disagreed, "George is more handsome!"
"No," said Prudence, "John is the most handsome than all of the other members! He has the most handsome eyes in the whole wide world!"
"No." said Pattie as she stomped her foot against the floor very hard. "Paul is the most handsome than all of the other members! Just see him! He has the most gorgeous eyes in the whole wide world! But sadly that he has a girlfriend…" She sadly stared at Paul's handsome eyes.
Emma looked at Pattie with a smirk on her face.
"The rest of the members have lovers, except for the quiet Beatle," she said with a wink.
"George?" asked Pattie, and she put on her thinking face. "Hmm…he is rather cute."
"I don't care if John has a lover or not!" said Prudence. "I will always love him! This love I have for him will never die! Will never die, I tell you! I will have John! I don't care if he's with Cynthia!" She was saying it out loud, and the girls on the hallway was looking at her with eyebrows raised.
She tossed her hair behind her back, and gave a proud smile.
"No one can do that but me," she said proudly, and the girls on the hallway went back to their business.
"But Prudence, you already have Christian as your boyfriend," said Pattie while batting her lovely and long eyelashes. "Are you both are going serious now? Have he kissed you? Or shacked you?"
Prudence looked at Pattie with a disgusted look on her face.
"No." she answered straightly with a serious look on her face. "I don't think that he will ever kiss me. I don't think that he will even…you know. He is always busy. I understand, because his mother is very ill and he has to take care of her."
Pattie, Emma, and Beth switched faces when Prudence was looking at John. They knew something that she didn't know, and they must keep it silent, or she'll be mad. Very mad. And she's quite scary when she's mad.
The bell rang, and the girls immediately closed their lockers.
"Look, everyone, I have to go to Latin class, now," said Prudence, and began to walk. "I'll see you during lunch!" She walked faster.
After six hours of torture, school was finally over, and Prudence was very relieved. Her plans to do when she gets home are rest for a few minutes, study and do her homework's, have dinner, continue her homework's, and then go to sleep. Nothing and no one would ruin her evening.
She walked down the street to Peyton's school alone with her arms crossed in front of her chests. Her eyes were looking down to the dry ground, and a serious look on her face. Someone suddenly called her.
"Prudence! Prudence!" called a voice.
She stopped walking, looked up, and turned around to see whom it was. She saw her boyfriend, Christian, running towards her. A warm smile crept on her face. His handsome golden hair bounced upon his head as he ran towards her. She could see from his eyes that he was overwhelmed with joy. He stopped running and stood before her as he tried to catch his breath. She chuckled.
"Good God, man!" she said. "You are panting like a dog!"
"Hahah!" he laughed, and stood straight. "Can I walk you home, Prudence?" He held her hand tightly on his palm, and he looked into her eyes.
"Yes, please," she said, and they continued walking down the street while holding their hands. "But we should go to Peyton's school first. I promised him that I'll pick him up."
"Alright." He said with a warm and handsome smile on his handsome face. "How is he by the way?"
"Oh, he's fine," she said with a nod. "And he's always doing those usual brothers do. And your mother?"
"She's getting better now!" he said. "I am so very glad!"
"That's great!" she said with a wide smile on her face. "Tell her I said hello."
"I will." He said with a wink.
They walked inside Peyton's school, and walked down the quiet hallway to Peyton's classroom. She knocked on the classroom door, and then slowly opened the door. She opened the door wider, and saw Peyton playing a jigsaw puzzle.
"Peyton?" she said with a gentle voice.
He glanced at her, and a wide smile crept to his face. He jumped from the chair, and grabbed his bag. He walked cutely to her, and they both walked out of the classroom.
"Hi, Chris," greeted Peyton with a cute smile on his face to Christian.
"Hi, Peyton," he greeted him back. "How are you today?"
"I'm fine, but I'm quite tired!" he said with a yawn.
"You get to sleep when we arrive home," said Prudence. "You're heavy already to be carried!"
"Want to sit on my shoulders, Peyton?" asked Christian with a handsome smile on his face.
"Oh, yes, please!" said Peyton immediately.
Christian knelt lower, and Peyton climbed to Christian's back, and sat on his shoulders. Christian held his legs tightly so he wouldn't fall.
"Look at me, Prudence!" said Peyton as they walked out of the school building. "I am taller than you!"
She chuckled, and looked at her little brother.
"You may be taller than me, but I am still older than you, you know?" she said teasingly, and stuck out her tongue at Peyton.
The three of them laughed along the way to the Lesters' house. They shared stories about what they'd been doing at school. Prudence didn't talk much about school, because she knew that she would feel sad and useless. She listened to Peyton's interesting hours during school. Funny. She some times wished that she could just go back to her childhood and never grow up. She'll use her intelligence to build a machine to stop growing.
Christian put Peyton away from his shoulders, and stood straightly when they were in front of the house.
"Alright," he said, "I better go now."
Peyton ran in to the house noisily, and left the door open. Prudence looked at Christian.
"Thank you for walking Peyton and I home, Chris," she said to him sweetly.
"That's the least I can do for you, Mademoiselle," he said with a bow and a wink.
She smiled at him, and saw sparkles in his eyes. As she walked toward the door, he held her hand, and she looked at him with an eyebrow raised.
"Prudence," he began, "my cousin is having a party at his house. Would you like to go with me to the party on Friday night?"
She took a meaningful breath, and let it out from her nose. She smiled at him.
"I'll call you, and tell you if I can, alright?" she said.
He smiled at her.
"Alright."
"Goodbye, Christian," she said to him as she walked inside the house and held the door. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Goodbye, love," he said with a wide smile on his face. "Can I call you tonight? After dinner, perhaps?"
She nodded her head. "After dinner." She repeated. "I'll talk to you even though I have homework's to do."
"I can help you with 'em over the telephone," he said.
"Alright." She decided softly. "Until tonight, Chris."
"Until tonight."
She closed the door, and leaned against the door. She looked at the ceiling, and stomped her foot against the floor really hard.
What's the matter with me? she thought to herself. Why can't I love Christian more? I know that he loves me so much, but I don't love him just as much as he does. And now why is that?
She walked to her room, and rested for a while until dinner.
Prudence had dinner with her parents and brother. Her father looked very excited, and got something to say. She rolled her eyes, and chewed her food.
"Prudence, I have the pleasure to make a movie about something you love!" he said to her.
"And what is about?" she asked him politely. "School?" Peyton giggled silently, and she sipped her drink.
"No." said Mr. Lester. "About The Beatles!"
She almost spit out her drink and choke it, but she remained calm, and swallowed.
"Are you serious?" she asked him excitedly.
"Yes, I am, Prudence," he said. "But I don't know what the plot should be."
"Can I help you with the plot, father?" she asked him with a wide smiled on her face.
He pursed his lips, and then smiled at his daughter.
"Alright," he decided. "You can help me with the plot. And make sure it's a comedy!"
She hugged him around her arms tightly.
"Oh! Thank you, father!" she thanked him. "Can I be in the movie? Not just me, but also my friends?"
"I'll think about it," he said.
She knew that she was going to be in the movie. She went back to her seat with a wide and excited smile on her face. She couldn't wait to tell her friends tomorrow morning. She knew they would be very excited—especially Pattie.
A/N: Don't forget to review, please :D Thanks for reading, by the way!