Hello again viewers. I give you chapter 2! I'm busy during this time of year so please don't be mad if I'm not updating quickly. Thank you for the reviews!

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Chapter 2

Julia's POV

It was only a matter of time before I realized that I'd fainted. And that the Beatles carried me into their house. I drowsily opened my eyes to reveal four familiar faces hovering over me.

" She's up.."

" Oh look who's up."

" Shhh… she might have a headache."

Those voices spun around in my head before I finally came to my senses and leaped off of the sofa I was sitting on.

" Where am I?," I blurted out.

John Lennon stared at me a smirk beginning to appear on his face.

" What? You don't know where you are?," he stated mockingly. " You're in a mystical land, full of uni-"

" Shut up John," Paul suddenly snapped interrupting his bandmate. I stood there rubbing the back of my head. I stared up at Paul's concerned eyes.

There was something about the way he was looking back at me that made me blush slightly. I swore I saw him do the same...

George walked over to me patting me on the back.

" You said your name was Julia, right?"

I took my eyes off of Paul to see George's toothy smile.

" Yes."

I ran my fingers through my hair placing a strand behind my ear and smiled. Ringo stood besides George. " What was that you said about being from the future then?," he asked.

Everything around me seemed to freeze. I wasn't in America anymore. I was inside the Beatles house! They would never believe me. I had to keep this a secret.

" Ummm… yeah, about that…." I stopped in mid sentence.

Paul looked out of the window. " Eh, what about the camera crew? Y'know for Help?"

The other four Beatles walked over and stuck their head out of the window. I still stood in the living room.

" I think they're pointing at us," George said.

John looked over at George. " They have guns."

" I'll go tell them there's no crew," Ringo suggested as he walked out of the door .

As Paul walked back to the living room, I noticed him staring at me, his head cocked to one side. " You surprise me."

I looked up at his large hazel eyes, slightly taken aback.

" No, no, not like that I mean… other girls would be animals when we would actually let them into our house. But not you. Quite calm you are. That's a good thing y'know."

Taking it as a compliment, I smiled. He then got up and walked away. The whole time I've liked the Beatles, I'd never had a favorite. Now, I did.

Merry Christmas! I'll update soon!