Sexy Sadie, What Have You Done?

by Has a Rubber Soul

Teenagers Sadie and Max meet and the two instantly click. This may be due to their mutual love of The Beatles. They run into a string of problems - both 'normal' teenager ones and very abnormal ones. As a team, and with their friends by their side, they must make it through the teenage years, overcoming their obstacles - are they a match made in heaven? Set in 2011- (Not ATU)

2. Your Mother Should Know

Chapter 2 - Your Mother Should Know

"Sadie! Come downstairs please!"
I trudged down the stairs to see what my mum wanted me for. I found her and Dad at the computer.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"It's about the tour, Sadie," Dad said.
"Paul's tour?"
"Yes," Mum replied, but her voice wasn't exactly cheery.
I had recently read online somewhere that Paul McCartney of The Beatles (and the Beatle whose solo work I liked the most) was going to be coming to Australia early next year and doing some concerts. Naturally, I was ecstatic. There would be no possible way I would not go, no matter what obstacles there were. Mum and Dad were both eager to go as well. We were just waiting until ticket sales had commenced, which we didn't know when that was.
"Read this," Mum urged, indicating to the computer.
I read the news article that was on the screen:

They're Getting Married! Paul McCartney and wife-to-be Nancy Shevell step out in London recently in anticipation to their wedding next month. Shevell will be the former Beatle's third wife. When interviewed recently, McCartney was asked about future tours. "I don't see another tour happening for another few years," he stated, "If I was to do one, it would probably be in Europe or the United States, and probably in 2015. I might even go to Asia next time around, I don't know yet." McCartney denied claims that he was planning an Australian tour. "I have seen those stories going around, saying that I will be performing in Australia next year, but it's not true. We haven't planned anything. I would love to return, but I don't know when it would be happening."

I stopped reading there. I'd seen enough.
"WHAT?!" I exclaimed, "Well, that's a bit crap, isn't it?"
"I think you've been trolled," Dad commented.
"Yeah, and I'm not the only one by the looks. How can we be sure that this article isn't the fake one?"
"I'm sure that this is the real one," Mum said.
"How do you know? Are you an expert on the internet?" I shot unnecessarily.
"Your mother should know," Dad said, plainly referencing the song (I like when he did that).
"Oh, be realistic," Mum sighed, "Wherever you got your initial information from is lying."
"Well I'll sue them," I crossed my arms and said defiantly, "They can't get people's hopes up like that!"
As upset as I was (I was getting extremely excited for that concert), I had to let the disappointment go. More pressing things were soon going to be a prominent occupation of my life.