"My turn! I'm george, 21, I like sandwiches and I love to play guitar! Uh I guess thats about it…" George trailed off not knowing what else to say, then added on his hobbies and other things.
"Me next! Well I'm Ringo, I'm 24, I love to play the drums". Ringo said and then told us some hobbies of his and that sort.
John next shared about the same things the others did. My nervousness had begun to go away, which I was very glad for. We were all getting along well talking about various things and our interests, I was somewhat surprised we were getting along so well. Now I think "why was I so nervous to meet them and talk to them"? They're great and they're really no different, they're human beings too and I found that we all have a lot in common. They're different then I thought they'd be, I thought maybe they'd be more full of themselves and in general they're not anything I thought they'd be. I found that they were really fun to talk to and in no time, it was like we were old pals just chatting with each other. Time went by fast as we basically just sat around in their suite and talked about insignificant things and I just got to know them and they got to know me. I looked at the clock and was amazed that it was already 4 o'clock. I frowned, realizing I had only an hour left to spend with the Beatles, and it dawned on me that I'll never get a chance like this again.
"Hey Jackie, what's wrong? Why ya frowning, love?" Paul asked me privately not wanting the others to hear, with a bit of worry on his face. We both were looking at some records and magazines, while snacking on food, over in the kitchen area while the other three Beatles were playing guitars and deep in their own conversation, back on the couches.
"Oh nothing's wrong, I'm fine." I lie, trying to hide my feelings and put on a fake smile.
"Jackie, I can tell something's wrong. What is it, love? You can tell me." Paul said, giving me a reassuring smile and he rubbed my shoulder.
"C'mon, you can tell me. I can keep a secret!" Paul said, egging me on when I didn't say anything in return. What do I do? I think that there's not even any point in telling him, it's not like it'll make a difference. They're the most famous men in the world right now, i was already lucky enough to get the chance to spend these 5 hours with them today. There's no way I'd ever get the chance to meet them or hang out with them again. I didn't think that this time with them would go by so fast.
"It's nothing." I finally say, and look back at the magazine I was reading, trying to take the attention away from me. I hoped Paul would forget about it, it's all really pointless and I wouldn't know how to explain it to him anyways. I'd be afraid of how he'd react, how would he react? There's nothing he could do about the way I feel, or so I thought.
"Hey Paul, don't eat all the food, i'm hungry too y'know!" George says while getting up from the couch and coming over to Paul and I, instantly interrupting our conversation. Thank you George for saving me from continuing that awkward conversation.
"George, you're the one who always eats so much!" Paul says, shoving the snacks over to George after he takes some for himself. He still seemed, I don't know, worried about me. He didn't seem as happy and like his smile wasn't as big as before he had noticed me frowning. I sighed and continued to look at the magazine, trying to clear my mind and not think about how I have only one hour left to spend with my four heroes. The three of us continued to snack on the food and casually talk. I noticed Paul sneaking a few secretive glances at me, seeming to worry about me still. George went back to the other two after eating his share of snacks and left Paul and I to conversation.
"Are you sure something isn't wrong, love? It seems like something's bothering you." Paul said breaking the silence between us. I sigh, not knowing whether to tell him the truth or to not tell him the truth. I don't want to lie to him, he's a great guy, he's funny, nice and obviously caring. Wouldn't it sound a bit weird if I said, "I'm just bummed because I don't want stop spending time with you guys"? I think it would.
"The truth?" I ask nervously.
"Yeah the truth, I don't like lies." Paul answered. I took a deep breath before I told him what was bothering me. After I had finished explaining, he gave me a warm smile and a hug. Mmm he smelled good and plus he gives good hugs, I thought. We pull apart from the hug and he tells me something I didn't expect to hear.
"Its not like we'll never see each other again, love." He says hopefully.
"How will I ever see you guys again, seeing you today was already amazing and a lucky shot." I say hopelessly.
"Well actually I'm kind of sad that you're leaving in less than an hour, also. I really enjoyed spending time with you, Jackie. You're a great girl, you're funny, nice, smart and sweet." he says while I blush from his comment.
"So I was thinking, tomorrow is basically our free day and Brian is surprisingly letting us to go out beyond this hotel. So maybe we could hang out tomorrow and you could show me around town, since i'm the foreigner and you're the native." he says with a giddy smile on his face.
"That sounds great to me! But what about the fans, don't you think they'll notice you?" I ask feeling a bit discouraged at the thought.
"Well Mal could always trail behind us and help us out with that or I could wear a disguise?" Paul answered.
"Maybe a disguise would be better, I kind of think they're fun to wear anyways!" Paul said with a laugh.
"Yeah, that sounds great!" I say with a giggle. Spending tomorrow walking around town with Paul, with him wearing a disguise and only me knowing it was Paul McCartney. That sounds like a lot of fun to me, I could show him all the shops around town and what's fun to do around here! Our conversation ended there because it was getting pretty close to 5 o'clock and so then Paul and I joined the others and chatted more till I had to leave. We all said our goodbyes and gave hugs. I felt better knowing I'd be seeing Paul again tomorrow, I was excited and looked forward to it. I gave Paul my number so he could call me tomorrow morning to decide where to meet. I left and my parents picked me up, and I told them about how it all went great and how it was an amazing experience I'd never forget. I left out the part that I'd be spending tomorrow with one of them, I'll just tell them I'm spending the day in town with a friend. They won't suspect a thing, no one will.