AN: Hi! Well this here is just a one shot that i wrote for a friend, and i thought i'd post it here since maybe someone would like to read it. I hope somebody does. Like always, enjoy!

I just walked into the music store I always go to in London that I go to at least once a week. I was going there today to look at strings, cases, picks and that sort for my bass. I walk in and greet the man whose always at the desk and I wander around the store looking at all the books, little trinkets, instruments, and just all that they have. I wander to the back seeing if they had gotten any new basses since I was here last week and I see Joe one of the employees whose job is to do the fixing up for when people bring in their instruments. I notice he was talking to a dark haired man who was somewhat tall and in a proper suit and conversing with Joe and occasionally gesturing to his bass that was in the middle of them on the counter. It was honestly beautiful, his bass, violin shaped and I recognized it to be a Hofner. I shrug off whoever Joe was talking to, not paying much attention to them and wander through the little aisles of guitars and basses. I walk by the counter again and notice that the man who was talking to Joe earlier isn't there anymore.

"Hey Joe, how're you?" I ask Joe as I walk up to the counter and let my eyes wander across the guitars and basses in the back customers had brought in.

"I'm pretty good Jamie. How're you, dear?" he asks with me a smile as he writes something down on a pad of paper.

"I'm good, thanks. So what're you up to?" I ask him making casual talk.

"Just writing down a order for a customer who i was just talking to. He's a bass player as well, a Hofner he has." he says and continues to write some things down.

"Oh yeah I saw you too talking. His Hofner was beautiful." I say back.

"Ah and here he is now." Joe says looking up and I move over so "the customer" could talk to Joe again and I was extremely surprised when I see Paul McCartney from the Beatles walk up and my jaw just about drops but I control myself.

"Ey Joe, I forgot to get those strings from ya and I was wondering if you had a nice cloth I could use." Paul says walking up to the counter and resting his arms down on it and he looks over to me and flashes me a smile and I smile back.

"Here you go Paul and Jamie here are your strings also that came in for you today." Joe says handing us both our stuff.

"You play bass too?" Paul asks me and I nod.

"Gear, i've never met a girl bass player before. No offense or anything, but it's cool to meet a girl who plays bass." he says with a warm smile.

"She's pretty damn great too, and she's in 'ere every week." Joe says piping in and I blush.

"Joe I'm not all that great." I say but maybe I am, I don't know haha.

"Yeah you are. Go find one over there and plug it in and play Paul here something." Joe says referring to the instruments behind Paul and I.
I slightly nod and walk over there.

Am I really about to play bass for Paul McCartney? The bassist of the Beatles, who is an amazing bassist.

I walk over by the racks and find one I always play here and find an amp and cord and plug it in, adjust the controls and sit down on a stool and proceed to tune it. Paul finds a stool and drags it over by me and grabs a guitar and plugs it into an amp and tunes it and plays a few little things on it.

"How about I play a little something on the guitar here and you follow me?" he says with a smile and I nod.

I hope I won't fumble a lot of chords and make an absolute fool out of myself in front of my hero and the bassist I aspire to be like one day. He starts to mess around with some chords and puts a strumming pattern to it and does a few fancy things and I watch the chords he plays and I try to figure them out. I listen to him for a tiny bit before I get the confidence to follow him and put a bass line down and he looks to me and smiles after we start jamming with each other and I smile and nod. He plays a riff or two and we continue to play and get into it and we both are smiling all through it and we both eventually stop and he nods and smiles.

"You were lying when you said you weren't all that great because you really are fantastic love. Being able to follow me like that. You really impressed me." he says with a smile.

"Thanks, I really appreciate it. You impressed me too." I say with a nervous smile and he nods.

"Wanna jam for a bit longer, love?" he asks me and I nod.

He starts to play something different, it seems like he made it up on the spot not with many chords or looking all too confusing. I follow him after awhile and we start really getting into and smile and laugh through it. I never would've dreamed I'd be jamming with my hero Paul McCartney, this is a good day and I really needed a good moment like this. Paul unplugs the guitar he was playing and puts it back on the rack and wanders around and finds a bass and plugs that in and tunes it. He goes on to show me some little tips that were very appreciated and little things I could do and chords, I had such a blast with him. It seemed too good to be true because it was him and I just was somehow jamming with him and getting bass tips from him. We jammed for maybe an hour, such a great hour.

"Well love, I'm sorry but I have to go. I wasn't even supposed to be here this long, but I had a fabulous time with you. It was really fun and I hope you continue to practice and never give up and put those tips I gave you to use." Paul says with a smile as he gets up from the stool putting his jacket on after we had put the basses away and comes over to me to give me a hug and a peck on the cheek and I smile after we part and thank him and he said "anytime".

One of the best days of my life, no doubt.