'Ello my fellow Beatles fans! And dear readers! Just so you know Lilly is 16 and Bridget is 17! Enjoy! (:={)
"Lilly! Wake up you have to help me find something to wear!" Lilly's older sister, Bridget, said as she shoved Lilly's shoulder. Obviously Lilly was not a morning person.
"No leave me alone I'm dreaming!" She half heartedly swatted at her.
"Oh yeah who are you dreaming about? Is it John?" Her sister said with a smirk. Lilly shot up at the name. Her sister laughed.
"No.. Well maybe... but to you it's no" she said as she fell back down on her bed and kept trying to sleep while her sister bugged her some more.
"Why don't you talk to him?"
"I don't know what to say to him whenever I try I can never get a sound out! And I walk away awkwardly." I said shivering at the dreadful memories. Her sister laughed.
"Well how about I talk to him for you?"
"No that would just be worse! Don't do that!"
"Fine fine! So what should I wear?"
"I don't care! Your just going dancing with Steven for like the hundredth time." Lilly said plainly.
"Ok, should I wear this strapless blue dress and these heels? Or this multi colored dress and these boots?"
"Boots" was all Lilly said. She didn't really care about fashion or hair or anything like that.
(Couple of hours go by)
There was a knock on the door.
"I'll get it!" Lilly shouted as she slid down the banister for the stairs and opened the door.
"Hey Steven come on in" she said flatly she didn't know why. Steven stepped in right when Bridget was coming down the stairs out of the corner of her eye she could see Steven wanting to drop his jaw like in movies. She had to admit her sister did look very pretty.