In August 1965, the Beatles had this last American tour. To be a journalist on that tour you either had to be hand chosen or you had to know the fab four personally.
For Charlie Devon, she was fortunate enough to have both. She was a talented journalist who's best friend was Jessica Lennon, John Lennon's cousin. She was also rather close friends with Ringo Starr, but that only happened after she got on the Beatles' very first American tour. She was hand picked by their manager and she was thrilled. Not only because she was going on tour with the Beatles, but that she was evidently good enough to follow them around and write up articles for the newspaper she worked for.
She as packing her bags right now in her apartment. She danced to her favorite Beatles album as she put her clothes in her suitcase. As was nearly finished and she was about to stop for lunch when her door bell buzzed. She danced to he door and pulled it open. She smiled excitedly at Jessica before she let her inside.
"Someone's excited," she said with a slight laugh. Charlie nodded and giggled madly.
"So, yeah, I got his call from George Harrison." Charlie said smiling as wide as she could. Jessica smiled ok suddenly.
"Oh my gosh he asked you out!" She squealed excitedly. Charlie made a face and shook her head.
"No why would you say that?" She asked looking her smile slightly. Jessica blushed and shrugged.
"I dunno, go on anyway." Jessica said waving her hand as they sat down on the couch.
"OK, so anyway George Harrison called me and he said he wanted to let me know that Brian Epstien invited me on the Beatles' tour!" She squealed. Jessica laughed and rolled he eyes.
"But you've been on all of the tours since the first American tour." She said giggling. Charlie shrugged and sighed happily.
"You know I love touring with them!" She laughed getting back up. She walked into the average sized kitchen and she started to make something to eat.
"Sure I do, but did George happen to tell you that it's the groups last tour together?" Jessica asked leaning back against the counter. Charlie sighed.
"Yeah I know, it's just," Charlie put down the bowl ad was holding down and he turned to face Jessica, "I get be apart of something so big. It's terrible to think of it that way I guess, but it's something important!"
"Charlie, seriously? You've been on like four tours with the group." She said. Charlie groaned nd rolled her eyes.
"But it's the last one!" She said, "and I, Charlotte Devon, get to see every single teeny weenie insignificant bit of it!" Jessica laughed and shook her head at her.
"Whatever you say, Charlie," she said sighing.
"You eating lunch with me?" Charlie asked as he pulled out a plate. Jessica hook her head and made a disappointed face.
"No, I told John I'd meet him and Paul someplace. He says he needs to make sure of something or something." She said. Charlie laughed and told her goodbye. She ate her small lunch then, and hen he finished she got back o packing. While he did that all she could think about for some reason was that Jessica had thought George Harrison had asked her out. She frowned an closed her suitcase.
"Why would George Harrison ask me out?"