Abby's POV
"Abby, it looks amazing! BUY IT!" Georgia shouted at me. I shrugged and looked at my outfit again. It was a floral dress. It had a sash at my waist, making the top tighter and the bottom stick out. It was quite pretty.
"Abby, George would be swooning over you!" Georgia exclaimed. I playfully shoved her and changed back into my other clothes. I finally agreed to get the dress. Georgia skipped to the counter and grabbed her wallet out of her purse. I gave her a death glare but she gave me a smile and paid for the dress. I sighed; there was no point in arguing with Georgia.
We walked through shops a little while longer. We were having a girl's day. Georgia was hungry, like usual, so we stopped to eat in a small café. We sat down and we ordered some food and tea. Nothing better than good old brit tea. Georgia was begging for her and I to go see night of the living dead at the pictures. I wasn't a big fan of horror but Georgia was.
I sighed and continued eating my scone. She'll probably end up winning later. Something caught my attention and I almost spit out my food. I wiped my mouth with a napkin and stared at them.
Paul and a girl.
But not any girl.
A girl from the future.
Angela used to be Georgia and I's best friends. We were the three musketeers; that's what everyone called us when we were kids. She had long red/brown curly hair and hazel eyes, like Paul. Of course, she loved the Beatles as much as us, and her favourite was Paul.
They were walking slowly past the café, hand in hand. Georgia saw my bewildered expression and raised an eyebrow, something George taught her to do. I just nodded my head in their direction. She looked at the two and spit out her tea onto the floor. She started coughing uncontrollably. Paul whispered something into Angela's ear and she blushed and giggled. This just made Georgia cough even more. I smacked her back and she eventually stopped. She rubbed her back and glared at me. I smirked and looked back at where Paul and Angie were walking, but they were gone.
Georgia and I looked at each other with wide eyes. No one said anything.
"What da fuck just happened?" Georgia whispered I shook my head and I suddenly lost my appetite. We paid for our food and drinks and walked around a bit more. Tomorrow was Ringo and I's birthday and we needed to find Ringo some presents. We entered the music store and I bought him some red drumsticks that had his name engraved in it. Georgia decided to buy his present tomorrow. She was buying him a baby Beagle. Ringo loves small animals.
I started to think about Angela and Paul, totally droning out Georgia's babbling. I missed Angie deeply and maybe she was the one. Maybe she was the one for Paul. Paul looked quite lonely lately. He needed someone to love. I sighed as some paparazzi followed us and asked us some questions. I ignored them and we parted ways. I hurriedly made my way into the house and hung up my coat. I collapsed on the couch and rubbed my face.
This week seemed to be rough. First, the Yoko incident. After that, Eileen got sick with the flu. Now, Angela and Paul. Well, that wasn't bad but it just caught me off guard. I sighed and started to make dinner for my family.